It would’ve been pretty tough to miss the guy who wore a white sweatshirt with a gaudy black design into a Wissinoming grocery store on Oct. 25. Police now hope that someone recognizes him or his distinctive hoodie from surveillance video because the guy ended up robbing the business at gunpoint.
Apparently, a gunman didn’t want to sully the name of his beloved Frankford when he decided to hold up a Torresdale 7-Eleven on Oct. 20. So he went outside, pulled a red hoodie over his “FKD” shirt and took care of business.
A couple of creative burglars busted open a back door and cut through a wall to break into a Summerdale grocery store on Sept. 13, but they apparently didn’t account for the surveillance cameras inside, according to police.
It’s June — high season for weddings. How well I know it. I’m often at the weddings of total strangers, but before you think “Wedding Crasher,” let me explain: My husband is a retired judge of the Superior Court of New Jersey, and is, therefore, authorized to officiate at weddings. And as “Mrs. Judge,” I’m often invited to be with him. I seldom decline.