Omigod--the memories this engenders. While my mother was living in Houston, in between 1980 & '87, she had 2 fab banjos stolen: one when she'd been moving into a new apartment (flat, to the Brits) and had hidden it in a closet under/inside of stuff. Nothing else in the apt. was touched; another out of a locked car trunk (again, nothing else in the car was taken). Both times were at the end of a period of "underemployment" and she hadn't had the wherwithal to insure either one. A friend with a secondhand junk store (named "Texas Junque") took in a junky banjo, called Mama who acquired it and proceeded to insure it to the hilt. She kept it on the back seat of her car, visible to any interested passersby, but the Houston thieves apparently know banjo quality and wouldn't touch it.
Hope someone finds the swag and the takers get their lives changed in whatever style will stop them from indulging in any other criminal acts. I believe I'm not aloud to wish anyone ill, so I'll leave it there.                      Tw