[stuartj]

Originally posted by rcecale
There was a time I had a HUGE scare when my daughter was around 5 years old, or so. We were living in military housing at the time, on a guarded installation.

Well, it was a Saturday, and she was outside playing with one of her friends. My wife comes running in the house screaming that she can't find our daughter. She wouldn't anser to being called for.

I take off out of the house, not quite in a panic mode yet, but really close. Right about that time, I see a service van for a major department store chain driving by....sides of the van all closed up, no windows.

Well, not knowing yet where my daughter was, I was not going to take a chance. I stood in front of the van, forcing him to stop and literally made the guy get out. I then had him open the doors so I could verify my daughter wasn't in there. I only let him go AFTER I was sure she wasn't. Given the circumstances, the guy was very cooperative and understanding.

To make a long story short, my daughter had gone into the house her friend lived in, two doors down. she had only been in there for 10 or 15 minutes, but it doesn't take even that long for something heinous to happen to them.

We all learned a lesson that day!

Randy

Randy

I do not mean to make light, Im sure your fears were real.

Given the story you recount, wasnt this something of an over reaction? Your daughter had gone to her friends house.

Are we now so paranoid?