We had an incident happen early Saturday morning, right here on our street about a block down. It has me kind of upset, no it has made me plain out mad.
Now I seem to be a creature of habit. I start every morning sipping my coffee while reading the newspaper but huh, my newspaper wasn’t there. Now that is really unusual, it is always there. As I think of it I realize I really don’t know much about how it got there. Well other than the obvious,someone came quietly in the middle of the night and dropped it off, so that it is there for my convenience as I read while sipping my coffee. Who this mystery person was, I had no idea. I just remember a neighbor telling me the paper is delivered between 3:00 and 3:30am. I think good for you mystery stranger, I am sure glad you have the energy to be out and about at that time of the morning.
Now my missing newspaper was not what made me mad. It was the reason why the paper was not there that has me riled up. It turns out our newspaper delivery man was savagely beaten and left unconscious on the ground. Because of the time of day it is estimated he may have laid there for up to 3 hours before being discovered as hypothermia had begun to set in. I have learned the gentleman is 70 years old and slight in stature. I have read he was a very gentle man, dedicated to his job. Why would such a thing happen? It is just so sad, prayers please for Mr. Raymond Desrochers.