Robbery

So we got home Saturday night from a date and we were unloading the car when Ken hears someone calling his name.  I had gone in with the kids to get them bathed and in bed, so he knew it wasn't me.  Of course, it was a guy's voice, so he doubly knew it wasn't me.  It turns out it was our neighbors who live across the street from us.  Apparently, they had gone out for a quick bite to eat and were just getting home when they noticed that their lights were on and their garage door was open.  Their car was gone (they found it around the corner on a side street).  They had been or currently were getting robbed!  So we invited them into our house until the police arrived.  Apparently, someone had broken in through their back door, found a key on the counter, moved their car out of their driveway and parked it down the street, and then pulled their own car in so they could load it up with stuff.  They didn't have much stolen, it sounds like, just a TV and a lock box.  The saddest part is what was inside the lock box--the robbers will be surprised when they open it to find it full of medical degree information and letters the couple had written to each other (they are recently married).  We think they may have been targeted because they are both doctors, actually residents.  I am so thankful it wasn't us!  Of course, they may have seen our tricycles parked in the driveway and our peeling paint on our house and realized we have absolutely nothing valuable (other than our laptop).  No nice TV, no Wii, no money laying around, no fancy electronics, no gold, no fine silver or china.