I was replacing the fueling nozzle when I saw what looked like a body in the bed of a small pickup truck in the neighboring lane of the gas station. As I stepped onto the pump island to get a better look I heard, "Thank you for your service, sir!" I looked at the man… Continue reading He’s Going Eleven Bravo
I've noticed that where law enforcement is concerned, there is precious little middle ground. People tend to be sharply divided with regard to their opinions and experiences. No police officer pays for his meal when I'm eating in the same restaurant. When my daughter and I ate at Carrows in El Paso I picked up… Continue reading Police
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