The Great Esky Heist
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When I was 15, I stole an esky full of drinks from a random campsite.
Not exactly the heist of the century, but it felt huge in the context of my teenage attempts at rebellion.
I was fingered as the perp the next morning. I feared the worst, but the poor bastard whose beers I nicked had other ideas.
In this Friday Fink Tank I share a story Col had never heard. I definitely never told mum or dad!
My selfish teenage idiocy had wronged a good man. I was expecting humiliation and punishment.
Instead, he chose grace and forgiveness.
I don’t even know his name, but I’ve never forgotten him.
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