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She wanes

August 2, 2012

The tennis club’s lighted sign is advertising the start of indoor season soon.  The high schools have begun student registration.  The water park is announcing back-to-school hours.

But I’m not done with summer yet.

jet plane

July 10, 2012

A little after eleven tonight I stepped out onto the porch and spotted a 747 crawling across the night sky.  And the thought struck me, how many private little heavens and hells a jet must pass over on its cross-country flight; tiny cosmos unto themselves playing out below.  Ants in the grass, from up so high, but perfect little bubbles of contentment, or rooms of horror, when seen from within.  At 123 Main Street the kids are tucked into bed, with loving parents a room away.  While across the street at 124 she goes to sleep hoping he doesn’t come in her room tonight.

And it occurred to me,
that the difference
between heaven and hell
is people.

The Tally

July 5, 2012

Throughout the festivities of the Fourth, my shift alone-

1 pedestrian struck by a car, with serious injuries
1 broken ankle as the result of a battery (civilian, not officer)
1 juvenile arrest for possession of a stun gun
1 arrest for assault to an officer
2 many disturbances, fights, and fireworks calls to count
3 citations issued for illegal fireworks
3 burglaries (2 to residences, 1 to a garage)
4 disorderly conduct arrests
4 officers sent to assist a neighboring city’s officers
when they came under gunfire from an unruly crowd

and triple degree heat.

But I hear the fireworks were lovely.

On friendship, and the 4th

July 3, 2012

Tonight, over a Dos Equis and buffalo wings, I was reminded that some of my best friends are guys I don’t necessarily always agree with or, at least on the surface, have the most in common with.

Tonight I relaxed.  Tomorrow night I work the festivities.

For my northern neighbors

July 1, 2012

Cradle Robber

June 29, 2012

Tonight officers responded to a domestic dispute between a 92-year-old man and his 73-year-old girlfriend.

Evidence that relationships don’t get any easier.

5 More Days of Vacation

June 19, 2012

My legs are slightly scraped up from sliding off boulders and into the lake.  The tops of my shoulders are a little red from too much sun.  My back muscles are a little sore from throwing the Hero and the Sun around in the pool.  And the bottoms of my feet are a little calloused from all the bare-footin’ it.

This is exactly how summer is supposed to feel.


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