Staying Safe in an Unsafe World. Part II

Tonight, two transients walked off the highway, came through the bushes by the creek, and rang our back door bell.

I answered the door, but did not open the storm door. The tall fellow, about 20-something, dressed in black, said, "My phone is dead. Can I come in and use your phone?" His partner, also dressed in black stood by.

After my article in last week's BVD about not letting any stranger into...