Playtest draws one step nearer

2007-11-14

On Saturday, I bought fake flowers to use for playtesting A Flower for Mara. They are white roses, which is what I wanted. In the future, I might want to buy better “components”, but for now, these should do fine.

Categories : Games/Roleplaying Games/A Flower for Mara Development and Playtest
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News from Orange Street

2007-11-14

Last night, around 6:00, my family left the house to visit with the Evans’ family.

Last night, around 7:30, a neighbor named John was mugged in front of the neighboring house. Essentially, it happened at the base of my driveway. They took his wallet and his keys and left him on the sidewalk. You need to understand that John is in his 60s, plus he is autistic (or somesuch thing). Attacking him was the act of cowards, looking for an easy hit.

Another neighbor met him just after he was attacked. She called the police and then called us to let us know. I’m still a little unclear on all the details, but that’s really close enough.

I saw John last night. His cheek was scraped up and he had a nasty bruise under one eye. He was with a social worker from White Oaks who was trying to help him find his keys. Without them, he couldn’t get back into his house. I helped the social worker look around, but we couldn’t find the keys, which probably means that John stayed the night in a shelter last night. The social worker told me that the police had captured two of John’s attackers but the keys were still unaccounted for. So, honestly, it may have been better for him to be elsewhere last night. If someone unfriendly still had his keys, then he might not have been safe in his own house.

I prayed with John. It seemed like the right thing to do at the time. And I prayed for vengeance on his attackers.

I guess this is why we moved here. That whole “being a light in a dark place” thing. And I’m glad that I was able to try to be helpful to John and to pray for him. Feels like a first step in following my calling in this neighborhood. But still, I would rather that it hadn’t happened at all.

Categories : Cities   Peoria   Thoughts About My Life
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