If we get enough anecdotes, it counts as data, right?
The Denny’s near where I used to live (Fremont, California) had no locks on its front door. One year, they decided to close for Christmas. That’s when the manager realized they needed a lock and called the locksmith in a hurry.
It’s really very simple. If my doors are unlocked and someone “breaks in” and steals stuff, all I lose is the stuff. If I lock the doors, they’ll break one of my sliding glass doors with a rock, and then I lose the stuff AND an expensive door.
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But odds are probably at least as good that if your door is locked, they’ll go across the street to steal stuff from Ted’s unlocked house which is easier and less attention attracting to enter than smashing your door to get into your locked house.
It’s really very simple. If my doors are unlocked and someone “breaks in” and steals stuff, all I lose is the stuff. If I lock the doors, they’ll break one of my sliding glass doors with a rock, and then I lose the stuff AND an expensive door.
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Tom and Ray have taught me that this is the best way to deal with locking your doors if you drive a convertible. You’re not convincing me that it transfers to the doors on a home.
(a) Ted’s unlocked house is a couple of hundred yards away.
(b) They’re not going to attract that much attention when my back doors aren’t visible from any other building and there are only a handful of houses within a quarter mile of me.
When I had a convertible, my rule was to leave it unlocked and never leave anything inside it (except in the locked trunk). The radio was worth a whole lot less than a new top!
While visiting my uncle for a summer growing up I realized that the front door only had a latch NO LOCKS!! It was a log house that he & my dad had built in the 40s. The basement had a slab door, also with no lock, between it and the main floor. The slab was made from an old growth Doug Fir. That is OK since the rock walls were not complete yet. I would drive my Baja into the basement to work on it.
His main ranch rig was a military surplus Willys (Jeep) it had the stock paddle switch for the ignition. No keys. The Wooden tool box bolted down in the back of the Willys had a hasp for a padlock, but it only had a dog leash hook on it. It kept the tool from flying around on the rough trails. AMHIK.
I attended his funeral last year, and the doors are still the same as is the Willys. I know because my cousins had me crash at his house. I drove the Willys to the funeral, it missed the old guy. My cousin’s son is living there now and he uses the Willys for what his grandpa did.
Just a WAG, but when the ‘penalty’ for stealing is to have one of your hands cut off, :eek:
one would pretty confidently assume that thieves are pretty few, and far between, don’t you think?
Of course, I could be wrong about this, seeing as how I’m not really all that familiar with the legal system, in that part of the world.
We are the cop neighbors, and our doors don’t get locked unless we’re away for more than a day trip. Like you, though, our home security system consists of dogs. The Pyrenees sounds scary, and the Malinois is scary (if you’re a stranger. If he knows you, he’s a big sweet baby.) We also have near neighbors, and keep an eye on one another. Plus, we have the kinds of tools police keep handy. It works for us!
I live ina rear guest house I built 35 years ago. I sleep with the screen closed but the door open not locked. I awoke about 3 am with a police dog standing on my chest snarling in my face and a cop pointing a gun at me. The real robber was in a tree on my patio. I still don’t close the door in the summmer but it was unnerving.