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I worked my way through college by working part-time at a supermarket in Warrensburg. I worked as a checker, sacker of groceries, mopping floors and stocking shelves.
One day I saw four boys about 12 years old stealing candy bars. They were just walking out of the door and I yelled at them, “Stop where you are!” They froze in their tracks.
I said, “Come back over here, I want to talk to you.” They came back with the look of doom on their faces.
I said, “You boys look like nice boys to me. Go over and pick out whatever candy bar that you like and I will buy it for you.” They went over and they each picked out a candy bar and I paid the cashier. I said goodbye to them and they went out the door. I then paid the cashier for the candy that they had stolen.
The moral of this story is that I hope I scared them enough to never do it again. As a kid, I did a little shoplifting. I am not proud of it now, but I hope that I scared those boys enough to not do it again.
I have no idea if it worked, but I hope so.
– Bob Smith, RHS Class of ‘57