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oH yEAH

Remember back in May when I said our NC trip got even worse than just the car breaking down and having to leave it? Well the part that got worse was some useless, godforsaken cocksucker broke into a storage place and stole more than half our fireworks.

If you know me very well you know how much planning and care I put into my fireworks shows. So you will understand that when I found out about the theft, I had to be physically restrained. Deb said she thought my head was going to spin around on my shoulders and I think my Dad actually feared for his safety as the messenger who told me about it.

Then when I calmed down a bit I got scared. Because part of what was stolen was 12 1.75" fiberglass mortars and 48 quadruple burst shells to go in those mortars. The picture I had in my head was two little kids standing 25 feet apart and aiming mortars at each other as they lit the fuses. This is seriously the kind of thing that could end a life if not horribly dismember someone. Of course I could have gotten lucky and it would be two white trash drunken idiots in john boats who ended up blowing each other up.

So the rest of the afternoon when I should have been setting up the show for the Boy scouts was spent on the phone in a round robin call with our plant owner, the insurance company, the local cops, the state cops, the SBI, and Homeland Security. What we finally decided to do was do the show with what I had left. Not that much.

I ended up putting on a reasonable 20 minute show. But it was tarnished for me and I didn't even save the video footage my Dad shot.

If I had to venture a guess at who stole the fireworks, I'd say ti was adults who are fireworks aficianados and who knew what they were taking so they could be resold probably in SC. I'd also guess that they were somehow connected to the camp ranger. When I was a professional with the Scouts, I met many a camp ranger and most of them share the same trait. They have these huge extended families who somehow feel entitled to share in everything the camp has to offer. It's great when the camp needs to borrow a wood splitter or a back-hoe but it sucks when you go to start summer camp and 4 of your canoes are missing because some buck toothed hick cousin decided to use them when they went fishing with dynamite in a local creek.

In August, I talked to the local police again and no one reported $2000 of more or less professional grade fireworks being shot off. So I'm probably right about them being resold. It still pisses me off just to think about it which is probably why I didn't post about it until now.

W

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ryl
Sep. 20th, 2007 07:45 pm (UTC)
This isn't the place that's down the road from me, right? I know where they are and I know where I keep the fire.
wander
Sep. 21st, 2007 01:05 pm (UTC)
Yes, it's the place down the road from you. The fireworks were stored in what I was assured would be a secure building with only 1 key.

W
ra_the_bold
Sep. 20th, 2007 10:28 pm (UTC)
Some people are rotten! Here is my vitual tea and sympathy for your loss (I wish I was a firework afficianado - it's on my too do list.)
wander
Sep. 21st, 2007 01:06 pm (UTC)
The first time I did a show, I had only ever watched fireworks from afar. I quickly grew to love and respect them.

W
redsgoddes
Sep. 21st, 2007 10:02 pm (UTC)
That sucks. I suppose you got no reimbursement either? I can imagine how angry you were. *Shiver*
wander
Sep. 21st, 2007 10:45 pm (UTC)
I didn't pay for them personally. They were purchased by the organization I was shooting for and they were stolen from a building on their property. I wasn't really worried about the money. I was worried about them getting into the hands of kids and I was pissed that more than half of the show I had planned was now down the tubes.

W
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