You know, my father used to tell tales of when he grew up here in rural northern Georgia in the 1910s and 20s, and that they never had to lock the doors. Sadly, we cannot leave the house today without locking the doors AND setting the alarm. It is a sad state of affairs…
I generally lock the camper when we are out, but not the basement. Guess I had better start rethinking that policy. Jeff is correct—you never know just who might be camped near you or who might even gain access via a boat on the lake.
