Okay, did some calling around and found a GoPro Hero 5 in a Pawn shop next town over. Traded my Martin for it and a decent Takamine so I wouldn't be without a guitar. I've never had anything handed to me in life.
I grew up literally DIRT poor in the mountains. Hell, we didn't get a refrigerator until I was around 10 yrs old or so and didn't live in a place with Air conditioning until I joined the ARMY. LOL, Basic Training was like a
Damn summer camp to me; regular meals, warm bed, heat and air, I was already used to hard work, being outside, and thanks to an extremely abusive upbringing, someone yelling at me was nothing, lol. I have literally
worked my body harder than I should have to scrimp and scratch my way to where I am today. College education (Thanks G.I. Bill), own my home and acreage, my kids have everything I didn't and no credit cards in my
wallet. So for some low life common piece of human excrement to steal what I sacrificed and saved to purchase just chaps my ass to no end. Probably some junky piece of trash that's gonna trade it for $20 worth of dope.
All I can say is he's lucky I didn't catch him taking it. Period. Well, I'll get off my soap box now, lol.