Tuesday, February 8, 2011
...Frank said, “I have a gun and if you take another step, I’ll shoot.” The man stopped (well at least he has a little sense about him).
Meanwhile, I was on the phone with the Sheriff’s Dept. and giving them as much information as I could and waiting until help arrived. I had three kids in bed and I felt helpless (thank goodness that they slept through the whole thing), I had no idea what was going on and there was nothing that I could do to help. Three patrol cars finally showed up after what seemed like forever (I guess just because I was scared for my husband). I had no idea what he was facing. I didn’t know how many there were, I didn’t know if they had weapons or not, it was pretty scary.
One of the officers recognized the truck and the driver and said that he had just pulled him over earlier that night for not having lights on his trailer. He said that there were three boys in the truck at that time. The officer began to question the driver of the truck about his former companions. According to him, he didn’t have his companions with him any longer.
The officers called in the tags of the truck – he wasn’t from these parts. The deputy found out that the driver was wanted (he had a record already - and theft was part of that record). He was arrested and taken away. One of the officers asked my husband if they could leave his truck and trailer where it was. Frank said that was fine, but he better be escorted by an officer when he came to pick it up because that man was never to set foot on our property again. They decided to haul off the truck and trailer.
The next day, one of our neighbors (we don’t have too many because of where we live) said that he saw a truck about 5:00 p.m. on Friday driving up and down the road. He described the truck to Frank and that was the same truck that was parked at our barn at 10:00 p.m. the same night trying to steal our cattle. He had been scouting out the farm and cattle.
To be continued...
You can read Part 1 here.
Part 3 here.
Part 4 here.