Last night at the Kennett Y I was walking past the gymnasium and peeked in, looking for The Young Relative, who often plays basketball there with his friends on Friday evenings. There he was, looking cool and handsome. I walked in, grinned and waved vigorously at him. He gave a beautifully judged wave, the tiniest possible one consistent with acknowledgment. Really, the lad should be used to Tilda embarrassing him in public by now!
(I should add that it's great to see so many young people involved in sports.)
Careful readers of The Kennett Paper's police blotter will have noticed that the Y has been experiencing several thefts from vehicles in its parking lot. The Y has put up notices urging members to lock their cars. I've also heard that thieves have even been stealing people's car magnets. Which, of course, no amount of locking up would prevent.
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