November 8, 1992
Today we went to K Mart to see bout some tennis shoes for O. J. He chose two pair and some house shoes. We picked packages of underwear and socks and he pushed the cart toward the front checkout stations. A Blue Light special caught my attention and I stopped to look at play clothes for grandchildren. When I missed him I looked around for him and the cart and saw him pushing it back into the front doors.
“Where are your shoes? “ I asked seeing the empty cart.
“I put them in the trunk.”
“Where did you get the money to pay for them? I thought you had no money.” It had been weeks since he had carried a billfold.
“I didn’t. You can pay for them.”
“They are not here. How can I pay for them? Are you teasing me?
“No.”
“Did you take them out of the store without paying ?”
“I knew you would pay for them.” His face was innocent as a 4 year old.
We rolled he cart to the car, opened the trunk, reloaded the cart, and pushed the cart through the double doors to the service desk. I had to explain to the greeter we were bringing the articles in to pay for them. No one seemed to have noticed O. J.’s taking the full basket of goods out unbagged, and loading them into the trunk of our car. without having paid.
Later he joked about as if it had been done as a prank, but it was obvious at the time he did not realize that he must pay.
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