well, I for one do not have anything that I do not own...
once when I was 12 years old, I used to go up to the local mall and play with the puppies and other pets in the pet dept of the Wollworths, I made friends with the lady who ran the dept and she allowed me to feed and water all the animals and also be the one to take them out of the cages for play time in the back room. I wasn't allowed pets, and wouldn't have had an animal in the house as a pet even if I could. My stepfather was a vicious person and he also happened to breed Sheps and also Dobies for a time and trian them as guard and attack dogs. These were not pets by a long shot.
Anyway, I started to hang out with some kids my age, which was something else that was totally new to me, being a loner all my life up to that specific point, which I soon returned to, I went along to fit in.
So this kid Frank decides while we are at the mall to pick up a skateboard and rid it around in the isles, we left and Frank came out the other doors near the auto dept, he had that skateboard in his hands. It upset me, but wanting to fit *in* I kept my comments to myself and went along with how cool it was.
later that day we went back up to the store and I stopped by and said hello to Jenny and went in and took a pup out of a cage and was petting him when the other guys came down to the doors heading out. I put the pup up and started to leave when the guys came back in the store with a security guard behind them, they pulled their shirts up and each had a water rocket stuffed in their pants their shirts had covered the top part that wouldn't fit into the pants.
So, even though I had no clue what they were goig to do, as I had not been told their goal and had gone to the pet dept, one of them pointed me out as being with them and I was pulled into the mix. Jenny was hurt, mad, and told me to never come back to the store, because she let me off they got off. She thought I had distracted her so they could leae through her dept...
that never left me...
no, I am not a thief, my children are not thiefs, and never will be thiefs, conversly I will give someone my lst dollar if it is what they need, all they have to do is ask, or for me to notice their need, I will do without for the time being.
Honor, personal value in knowing exactly what and who I am ( as much as I can know who I am being DID ) mean more than anyone could being to know. y wife has a good grasp on it though, it is the one thing she said always hit her inthe heart about me, knowing my past, the people I hung with, things I did to survive on the streets for a time, all of it, and yet, I hold people and the good in them as my faith and religion and as with any zelot, I refuse to break my religion which includes, honor, personal value, and never allowing myself to put me in such a position again...
ok, anyway, more info than needed...