It's 3:00 and I've spent all day either at the church, running the roads to get supplies, or dealing with insurance folks. The church is covered against the damage, of course, but there is a lot of work to be done. The cleaning crew is hard at work, the broken window has been replaced, and I'm looking at the door facings on the church office.
Recovery continues apace. The cleaning crew assures me that we'll have services in the chapel on Sunday morning. We're worried about the church organ. It looks like the vandals squirted the fire extinguisher directly into it. Disgusting.The recovery specialist will get an organ guy out there to look at it and tell us the news.
In another hour I'll declare the day done and break into the beer locker.
If you want to find your perp, just set up on the scrap metal yard. He'll be there soon enough.
I wonder why local legislatures haven't enacted regs so scrap buyers have to see ID's and take pictures of people selling scrap metal. Seems to me if scrap became unmoveable this sort of thing might slow down. A few weeks ago a goblin got killed trying to "recover" copper from an electrical transformer station. He got a 200,000 V "surprise". East European last name, likely Ukrainian. Dumba$$.
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