Friday June 14, 2002 I received our digital camera in the mail, and I realized that I had forgotten to order a case with it, so I went case shopping. So Saturday I found one that I liked at the Battlefield Mall in Springfield, MO and picked it up. I took it home and put the camera in it, but it didn't fit. Aagh! So I brought the camera with me, and returned to the mall to exchange the bag. I returned the bag no problem, but couldn't find one that I liked, so I began walking back to my car with the camera around my neck. I heard a funny noise, like someone had just dropped a package that they bought. I was between two vans and I couldn't see anything from where I was, and then I saw this 15 or 16 year old blond kid walking quickly along in front of me. He was looking around and saw me, and so he took off running. My brain wasn't working too quickly that day, so it wasn't until I saw the van across the aisle with the shattered driver side window that it all came together. I looked back at the kid, and he had a purse or something in his hads. By this time he was about a hundred feet away from me. I began fumbling with my camera, trying to turn in on, but I couldn't remember how! The kid got away (he had a friend driving a getaway car), so I called 911 and gave them a complete description of the kid and escape vehicle. I went home thinking. I had everything I needed to stop that kid with me. I didn't know how to use it. I wasn't expecting anything to go wrong. Make spiritual application.