Kevo,it was always a request from me and never a act of thievery.However,if you remember the old K-Mart on Transit near Clinton (Mayer Bros.Cider Mill),I did lift a old Farrah Fawcett iron on for a t-shirt.Must have been around '77 or so.My sisters blew me in..mom took me back to the store and made me return it..with the manager present.The old school way..I begged and pleaded with her..simply asking "please,don't tell dad".She didn't...I guess it was a lesson learned when she took me back to the store..giving me the silent treatment.It was all justified...she packed my lunch for school the next morning...like she always did.Happy Easter.