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Change. I've learned to embrace it, ride it out til the end. Sometimes I'm kicking and screaming, other times weeping with my eyes clinched tight. Once in awhile I ride like a dog in a car, head out the window snorting what life has to offer. Mother to young adult children, a marriage of thirty years, and a desert to mountain to valley waltz with God have shaped me into someone I never imagined I'd be. Life is short and I want to live it. Tears, sighs, laughter and change. Every morsel granted to me. Scrambled, shaken or stirred.

Friday, March 09, 2012

Scribbles and Scrambles ~ Law Lessons #2


Our law enforcement adventure last night provided a few more police procedure details.

For example, there is a portion of our police force that focuses on getting to the bottom of issues and correcting choices that make for frequent problems and complaints.

I like this. Where an issue keeps cropping up, they will scan the situation, analyze the underlying issues, respond and reassess.

For example. Neighborhoods in transition where established people may feel insecure with lots of newbies out and about, and teens not liking the crabby neighbors...the police reps might involve that neighborhood in a opportunity to get to know each other through neighborhood watch or group clean-up.

Sometimes they will work hard to make poor decisions not so much fun.

My favorite line of the night happened in reference to a problem that required officers on bicycles...officers who can go where cars can't and have speed and efficiency advantages...who were put on patrol in a local park where "swimming in the dog-gone fountain" is a problem.

Ha. Ha. We are a small town at heart. We've got some issues, stinky ones, but, the dog-gone fountain swimmers are up there. : )