Being the upstanding citizens that we are, the three of us women (my mother- and sister-in-law and myself) decided to report the indecent exposure incident mentioned in the previous post to the police. Our job was made easier by the fact that we knew exactly who the culprit was: George Jones.
You see, in a bizarre coincidence, we returned home after our unfortunate experience only to see the exposer's photograph in the newspaper in a routine change-of-address announcement for a registered sex offender. All three of us were sure it was him. So my mother-in-law went to the police station the next day to file an official report.
As she waited in line, the desk clerk elicited a few details about the incident. When he heard what had happened, he said something to the effect of, "Oh, that must be old George Jones. I've had 40 years of law enforcement experience, and I've been dealing with him off and on for 35 of them." Apparently, Jones has done this kind of thing plenty of times before last Tuesday. He's even done it at the library before.
I don't know what kind of a system it is that allows a person like this to be free to walk out and about, exposing himself at will. But at least our report will be added to the pile of complaints against him so they'll be able to get him in jail (again) that much sooner.