So many years ago, like in 1979, I was living and traveling in a '66
made into a hippy/custom camper and stopped in to visit a friend in
Manhattan, NY. I had everything I owned in the van, but when I parked
and went up to the apartment I took my guitar and bicycle with me.  The
next morning it was obvious that someone had gotten into my van and gone
through everything. Nothing was missing.  I guess my precious
possessions were more or less worthless.  Or maybe the intruders were
just curious.

John Jensen, Mudbug Pottery
mudbug@toadhouse.com , http://www.toadhouse.com