Britain’s “King of the Cat Burglars”

Peter Scott – Telegraph.

Crime isn’t what I usually think of when I think of courage. But this guy certainly had some cajones.

I think it’s his sheer audacity that I find intriguing. He broke into rich people’s houses or hotel rooms, and if discovered, he would brazenly announce, “it’s only me,” or “everything’s all right, madam.”

I can’t approve of the contempt he showed for his victims, but I suppose it’s easier to steal from someone if you can make them seem less than yourself.

This is a man who had the courage to live his passion. I can respect that–even if I don’t think much of the passion or its source.

I've been a soldier, a dreamer, a working stiff, a leader. A husband, father, example (good and otherwise), and now a survivor. I write about courage, because courage is what enables us to accomplish the impossible. If you draw breath, I love you. If you love in whatever way seems best to you and want others to love in whatever way seems best to them, I am your ally. If you believe someone is less than you because they do not love the way you do, I oppose you. If you see someone as a threat to be abused or destroyed merely because they do not look like you, or love like you, or worship like you, I am your enemy. I am a joyful and courageous man. And I stand with you who love.