Calgary man tracks down thief who stole his company’s $15K trailer, catches arrest on dashcam video

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An act of vigilante justice was captured on video this week, as a Calgary man tracked down a thief that stole his company’s $15,000 trailer, called it in to police and recorded the whole thing on his dashcam.

Robert Michaud owns a construction company in the city and said he’s had his company’s property stolen about six times in the past few years and neighbouring companies have been targeted as well.

Usually it’s copper or batteries, but on Jan. 6, he was hit with another theft, watching the culprits on surveillance video breaking the lock and hooking up his trailer before leaving with it.

« That trailer was slated to be used on a job the next day, so yeah, we just wanted our equipment back, » he said.

« The police said they were going to try and find the person. But we just found them before they did. »

A few days after the theft, one of his brothers spotted the stolen trailer on the highway. Michaud was in the area and caught up to it and verified that, indeed, it was his stolen property — but the logos had been painted over.

« Then I got on the line with the RCMP in High River to say I’m following my stolen trailer. There’s really no place to turn off at that point. »

Police took one person into custody and charged them with possession of a stolen vehicle. (Robert Michaud)

In the video, recorded on Michaud’s dashcam, RCMP cars waiting on the side of the road flick on their lights before pulling the truck towing the stolen trailer over.

He said he never had any intention of confronting the thief, but after spending so much money and time dealing with theft, it felt vindicating to get his property back himself. 

« [I was] ecstatic … I never get to see or hear what happens to these people or how they were caught, so it was nice to see it happen first-hand, » he said.

One charged, say police

Calgary police confirmed that on Wednesday, the day Michaud’s video was shot, they took one person into custody and charged them with possession of stolen property.

A police spokesperson also said they generally wouldn’t encourage following along as an arrest is made, as police don’t know who they’re dealing with and they don’t want the public to put themselves at risk.

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She raced to help a victim in a serious Nanaimo car crash — then someone stole her phone

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A Nanaimo woman is in disbelief after a callous thief made off with her cell phone while she was rendering aid to someone involved in a serious car crash.

It happened on Saturday around 8 p.m. Anne Marie Behan was wrapping Christmas presents in her living room near Third Street and Wakesiah Avenue when she heard a loud collision outside her home.

She heard kids screaming, so she ran out into the street in her flip flops to see if she could help — taking her phone and not much else.

Once outside, she saw that several vehicles had been involved in the crash, including a white SUV with an unconscious boy in the back seat.


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Behan was worried the boy’s neck might have been broken and she noticed he was breathing irregularly.

“I put my phone down on the hood of the truck, I said we can’t move this boy we just have to hold him still,” she said.

Behan spent about 10 minutes holding the boy’s head steady until she was relieved by paramedics arriving at the scene.

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“And when I backed up I went to grab my phone and it was gone,” she said.

“I thought, ‘Nobody would have taken my phone right now, there’s no way, somebody picked it up for me.’”

But the phone really was gone.


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Nanaimo RCMP Const. Gary O’Brien said the going theory is that someone took advantage of the chaos to pilfer the device.

“When the dust had settled, somebody had taken the phone. She heard from somebody at the scene they saw a guy snooping around the car, so he may have taken it,” he said.

“She is absolutely devastated, the phone is her lifeline. She uses it to contact her daughter and contact her work. And it’s not much of a phone, but it’s hers. And she desperately wants it back.”

Behan said all she wants is for someone to return the phone — a black LG Shilo ← and she doesn’t care who took it or why.

She’s using a borrowed device in the meantime.

As for the crash, Behan said the story has a silver lining.

She spoke with the boy in the back seat recently, and said that he’s doing OK, even if he doesn’t remember anything about the crash.

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How My Brother-in-Law Stole Thanksgiving—and How I Got it Back

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One year I went home and discovered where I was: benched. It was the day before Thanksgiving. I had just fetched the rolling pin and barely tied on my apron when my mother looked over her shoulder and told me— casually, like it was no big deal—that Adam, my brother-in-law, had already made the pie dough. It was resting in the freezer. “Adam is doing the pies this year,” she said.

Recently, I called up my mother and asked her if she remembered this fateful moment. “I do remember,” she said. (Her voice was calm. I couldn’t believe she was admitting this.) “It was four or five years ago.”

It was 11 years ago, but who’s counting? I certainly remember it like it was five minutes ago. I put the flour away, untied the apron, died inside, and asked my mom what I was making. “I don’t know, sweetie—what do you want to make?”

Here’s how I didn’t reply: I want to make the damn pies, sweetie.

Instead, I think I said I’d help my sister with the brussels sprouts.

Pie duty had shifted to my brother-in-law for some good reasons: He and my sister and their kids show up to Thanksgiving several days earlier than I do. For them, Thanksgiving is an entire week; for me it’s a long weekend. What with all that free time, getting the pie dough out of the way and sticking it in the freezer—it makes sense, right? Totally not a personal assault on me!

And the fact that Adam is a great cook and a meticulous piemaker…the fact that his pie crusts come out of the oven puffed, golden, and gorgeously latticed…the fact that my crusts look great going in but come out resembling a patchwork of old arthritic fingers… none of this had any bearing, I’m sure.

For a few years I’ll admit that I simply gave up. I poured some nuts into a bowl and pushed them into the hands of one of my football-watching uncles. “It’s an hors d’oeuvre,” I said. Another year I think I picked up some twigs from the backyard to contribute to my sister’s centerpiece, but I can’t really remember. Mostly, I just watched Adam. I’d hang out in the kitchen and pretend not to notice as he rolled out crust after crust.

I didn’t come out of Thanksgiving retirement until two years ago, and then it was only because two crises converged: climate change and our lack of oven space. Suddenly it was 72 degrees and sunny in Ohio on Thanksgiving, which was terrifying but also felt right—hadn’t my personal Thanksgivings been a natural disaster since I was taken off pie duty? Since we’d always struggled with oven space on Thanksgiving, I raised my hand and suggested we grill the turkey.

And just like that, I had the turkey gig.

I spent the day in the sun, tending to a turkey that got striped with char marks and covered in a crackly, glossy skin. Last year I was so proud of the bird that I kept stealing glances at it while it rested. Adam helped me carve the turkey, and as we did it the skin shattered into small glassy pieces. Here’s what I didn’t say: Will your pie dough flake like that?

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