Last night after Bigdogg arrived home from work we decided to postpone what we call our "Run for improvement," until this coming Monday. Our "Run for improvement" is simply a quick drive to the local outdoor track in our community to begin our commitment to improved health. We'd have to bring the boys and after further discussing this last night about 5:30pm we decided that it'd be best to alternate days of "RFI." After all, bringing three boys to a track, and expecting them to sit on the frothy turf that embraces the track would be nearly impossible if we were both running. Not to mention you're not able to bring in strollers, so what to do with gentle Ben?
Thus the temporary postponement of our RFI.
Beginning Monday Bigdogg will head to the track immediately after a quick change out of his work clothes, for a 2-3mile run/jog/walk. Tuesday will be my turn and we'll alternate days as I have already mentioned, so that we won't have to load up the three boys everyday 6days out of the week.
Feeling guilty that we didn't begin our "RFI," we decided to take a nice walk with our sons to a local park about a half a mile from our home. Arriving at the park just before quarter of 6 there really wasn't that many children there, (KEY TIME TO GO TO THE PARK IS DINNERTIME SO THERE ISN'T THE SWARM OF ALL THE OTHER LITTLE WHIPPERSNAPPERS!!) maybe one or two parents with a total of 2 children per family if that, was all that were there.
On the swings near the heart of the park was a young adult male probably in his early twenties. It appeared from his mannerisms and speech, that he suffers from a mild case of down syndrome, but that would in no way impact how I felt about him as a human being.
Pushing Ben on the infant swing next to him, we started chatting about the Cubs, and Barack Obama. He asked me if I was going to take the boys to the 4th of July parade because "he will be in the parade this year with his best friend alongside Barack and Mrs. Obama." He spoke about how he had met Senator Obama last year over dinner and the conversation evolved from dinner to Mark Grace to the Kane County Cougars (which is a minor league baseball team).
He asked if I was planning on taking my boys to the game Friday night at 6:30.
"Because I'll be there with my best friend for life because I used to work there and I know everything there is to know about the stadium."
"I'm going to get us free food from the concession stands and hopefully some free mountain dew drinks, but I don't know if they still serve that drink because of all the sugar, but if not than I'll have sprite and my best friend for life will have Coke or Pepsi."
"We're going to get noticed at the game Friday night, so if you don't go, make sure you watch it on tv (to my knowledge I don't think the games air on our local tv channels, but I could be wrong) at 6:30. We're going to do something that everyone will be talking about for ever-my best friend for life and me. I know where everything is, cause I used to work there,the circuit breakers and electrical boxes. We may turn off all the lights as a prank, or maybe even make an explosion happen. It'll be the best prank ever and everyone will remember us."
SCCREEEECH..my mind starts turning in different directions.
Do I contact the local police in Kane County to advise them of what this young man has just told me? He clearly has some disabilities, and for all I know, he's as tender as a young pup that just wants to fit in and mainstream with society.
For all I know he's just the typical funloving innocent young man that enjoys bowling 7hours a day, as he expressed to me.
Someone that is really hoping for Mr. Obama to win the presidency.
But, what if this prank is something more? Something that to him seems completely harmless, but could turn into a very destructive situation?
If I don't do anything, and something does happen, I will carry that with me for life.
He could just be clowning around, but what if he isn't?
I really don't know what I should do. Because even if I notified the local police what information could I give them? I don't know his name, I don't even know if he lives in the area. He was obviously there by himself, so perhaps he lives close by, but that's just an assumption.
Sure, they could look at the roster of the parade and through process of elimination determine who this young fellow is.
Sure they could even take it a step further and heighten security at the game.
That really isn't something I need to worry about.
My concern is trying to figure out if this is something that I bring to the attention of the authorities, or do I just chalk it up as a conversation had at a local park?
More than likely the only prank he may end up pulling is funfilled teasing aimed at his former coworkers,over at the stadium. A friendly food fight of hotdogs and popcorn and hopefully for him, a tall plastic cup filled with lots of ice, and Mountain dew.
But what if it's not funfilled teasing?
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