Doug’s Life of Crime started almost as soon as he was able to know what thieving was: taking stuff that didn’t belong to you and not getting caught. We were maybe 13 when he said there was this empty house up the road where they had free stuff and you could just go in and take what you wanted. When we got there, I saw that meant climbing inside through a broken window to load stuff onto a stolen shopping cart; stuff you scammed from inside. It was pretty obvious this wasn’t stuff people were giving away. “I’m not going in there.” I said. “Coward.” “Damn straight, I am.” The cops nailed Doug wheeling a cart load of radios, toasters, clocks and whatever else was small enough to fit in the wagon and looked like something people could use. He had to appear in court and his old man went way beyond ballistic. That’s how Doug learned his old man knew how to beat you silly and not leave marks. It was skill he learned in the army during the war.