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My truck thief is in jail tonite......

kolanuraven

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Oh no doubts.... with my ' law' here they prob gave him a ride home last nite!!!!! :roll: :roll: :roll: :roll:

Locked and loaded!!!!
 

Soapweed

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My eighty-three-year-old dad is not too happy with a certain law officer. Dad and my cousin were on their way to lodge last evening. As it was my cousin's birthday month, he was obligated to furnish cake and ice cream for lunch afterwards. They stopped at a gas station that was still open, to buy ice cream. Dad was driving, and when pulling away from the gas station, he took a different route than usual. It was pouring rain, cats and dogs, and visibility was terrible at best. With no street lights, he somehow missed stopping at a stop sign. With siren sounding and lights flashing, Barney Fife pulled him over for the extreme breach of conduct.

The rain was gushing down, so it was a game of who got out of their warm dry vehicle first to go chat with the other party. Dad waited the longest, and finally the cop dashed up to Dad's car to tell him to come back and sit in the police car. Dad mentioned that his passenger was Worshipful Master and that they were already late. He asked if it would be alright if my cousin could drive his car on up to the lodge hall, and the cop could deliver Dad later. "Absolutely not," replied Barney.

Dad is still seething about the whole incident this morning, and that it took thirty minutes of background checks and bureacratic bungling to accomplish the simple traffic infraction. Not to mention, Dad was relieved of $94 of his retirement funds. :wink:
 

Faster horses

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And all that was going on while a break-in was taking place on the other side of town.

Gets to me when these officers of the law manage to be somewhere else when there is a real problem.
 

alabama

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That reminds me of the local cops in my small town.
Four kids in high school coming back through town after going to a larger town to the movies that night. They were cutting up and playing in the car and bouncing around but not doing anything wrong. One of our young cop teams, 19 and 21 years old, observed the car cross the yellow line and move back into the lane. They turn on the lights and pull the kids over.
Well the next thing the kids know is that they are all face down in the road and cops got guns drawn. If we don’t get a handle on these young cops, they are going to kill some body.
 

the chief

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Sorry, guys, but this trips my trigger. Couple years ago, we nearly lost three students and a mother when someone "missed a stop sign."

When does responsibility for one's actions come into play? Pay the fine and move on. And that crap about "a robbery going on somewhere else" is just a lame excuse for letting someone get away with their own mistakes of traffic violations. What if someone else had expected your dad to stop at stop sign and he hit them and killed them? Wouldn't you expect police and ambulance to come right away? Or maybe they should anticipate a robbery across town and help the "real" victims.

What "else" were those young kids doing besides just driving? You didn't include what they "didn't tell you about their escapade?"

Sorry for unloading, but I don't agree with your sentiments. Responsibility for one's own actions is paramount.
 

passin thru

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What "else" were those young kids doing besides just driving? You didn't include what they "didn't tell you about their escapade?"
In order to believe this you have to believe all kids lie................I am sorry but they don't
 
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Anonymous

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I've seen and heard both sides of it-- The parents that scream because their kids got a ticket when the cops should have been out there doing something else useful---Then I've seen the relatives of the the traffic fatalaties that were screaming why the cops hadn't done something more to prevent a car load of kids from running a stop sign or racing or whatever and killing several.....Damned if you do- Damned if you don't :?
 

Soapweed

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I probably shouldn't even have posted my dad's story. Sometimes 83-year-old fellers can be a lot like teen-agers. :wink:

Here are some more ingredients to the equation: podunk town, no law enforcement when it is really needed, dark rainy night, no traffic, stop signs where most towns would just have unmarked streets with the usual "yield the right of way" understanding, over-zealous young second lieutenant type officer out to change the world, no compassion on his part to let Dad's nephew continue on to the lodge hall, and a $94 ticket when a $25 ticket could have served the same purpose.

A drunk going 70 mph down main street in our little town, ran into my wife's vehicle which was parked at the town hall voting establishment on election day. His van was totaled, and it skidded our pickup for over a hundred feet. The nearest law enforcement was in the county seat town sixty-three miles away, and they declined to come and investigate the accident because "no one was hurt."
 

Soapweed

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My dad's great uncle lived in Canada. He was an entrepeneur and founded the Thunder Bay Ice Company in Thunder Bay, Ontario. At one time his business had over a hundred horse drawn delivery wagons delivering ice all over Toronto. The company later evolved into a modern refrigeration business. He was in his eighties, and was pulled over by a policeman for traveling too fast in his automobile. The cop took him directly to traffic court, and made him go before the judge. The judge looked this old duffer in the eye and said, "Well, young man, what do you have to say for yourself?"

My dad's great uncle replied, "Sir, I was in a hurry when I was picked up for speeding. I am still in a hurry. If you will kindly tell me what I owe, I will write a check and be on my way."
 

kolanuraven

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Our problem here is that we can't keep law. The pay is so crappy that they will stay and get trained then leave out for better jobs. I can't blame them for that one bit. We're a pretty rural county...a big county by Ga standards and we only have about 25K people in the whole county. That may sound like a lot to some of you....but here is extremely rural!!!!!

Anyhoo....we've only 1 deputy for every 10K people per shift. They divide the county up into sections w/ 1 deputy per section. It's hard to get from Point A to Point B in a hurry when you're only 1 man and have to wade thru 10K people. Plus, some of the law cars don't even have shotguns in them...they have to use their own long guns!!!


So, we're kinda on our own here in the hills of GA!!
 

Jinglebob

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kolanuraven said:
Our problem here is that we can't keep law. The pay is so crappy that they will stay and get trained then leave out for better jobs. I can't blame them for that one bit. We're a pretty rural county...a big county by Ga standards and we only have about 25K people in the whole county. That may sound like a lot to some of you....but here is extremely rural!!!!!

Anyhoo....we've only 1 deputy for every 10K people per shift. They divide the county up into sections w/ 1 deputy per section. It's hard to get from Point A to Point B in a hurry when you're only 1 man and have to wade thru 10K people. Plus, some of the law cars don't even have shotguns in them...they have to use their own long guns!!!


So, we're kinda on our own here in the hills of GA!!

We are 55 to 60 miles from any town. Our county is one of the largest in the US, so I'm told. Very rural, with Sturgis as the county seat and thats where the majority of people live. We have a deputy sheriff who lives about 15 miles from here, but most of the time he is up near Sturgis. And that is fine, as that is where most of the problems are.

We don't seem to have too much crime, but then we are too far from towns and cities for lazy crooks to bother us, I guess. And we are kind of like cowboys. It's hard to see us from the road! :lol:

I'll bet there are many who travel thru' this area that would be astounded by how many people live around here, but there are very few who live alongside the main blacktop road.

We probably can take care of most crimes, ourselves and head them off, before most happen. I guess the sheriff is kind of our back up, when we ned law enforcement.

And I do think what we have for law enforcement is highly visible.
 

Mrs.Greg

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Soapweed said:
I probably shouldn't even have posted my dad's story. Sometimes 83-year-old fellers can be a lot like teen-agers. :wink:

Here are some more ingredients to the equation: podunk town, no law enforcement when it is really needed, dark rainy night, no traffic, stop signs where most towns would just have unmarked streets with the usual "yield the right of way" understanding, over-zealous young second lieutenant type officer out to change the world, no compassion on his part to let Dad's nephew continue on to the lodge hall, and a $94 ticket when a $25 ticket could have served the same purpose.

A drunk going 70 mph down main street in our little town, ran into my wife's vehicle which was parked at the town hall voting establishment on election day. His van was totaled, and it skidded our pickup for over a hundred feet. The nearest law enforcement was in the county seat town sixty-three miles away, and they declined to come and investigate the accident because "no one was hurt."
Two A.M I'm coming home from babysitting my grandson,stopped at stop sign,proceeded,red and blue lights come on,baby officer tells me he stopped me because I didn't stop for the five second count.....tell your dad Soapweed he should be VERY happy he doesn't live in Alberta,I got a $289 ticket.And the baby cop on top of it had the nerve to call me MAM :mad: :D
 

jigs

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as a sophomore, I was clocked doing 76 in a 25 leaving town one night...cop chased me out of town, and I had a wire burn out in my distributor cap. took the cop 5 minutes to get to where I stopped. ( man I had him smoked....two more miles and I would have been parked in a friends barn)

after an hour of trying to start my car, he calls out a mechanic, he was sure I did something to it to use the "mechanical trouble" excuse I gave him.

so at 4 in the morning, he calls the folks to tell them he was bringing me home... pulls into the drive, and hit the cherries as he lets me off. we lived in town at the time, and every frigging neighbor got up to see me walk into the house.

I got out of a $400 ticket, and possible weekends in jail for 3 months, but the shame of every neighbor was horrible! not to mention the rath of dad..... still sends a shiver up my spine
 

Jinglebob

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jigs said:
as a sophomore, I was clocked doing 76 in a 25 leaving town one night...cop chased me out of town, and I had a wire burn out in my distributor cap. took the cop 5 minutes to get to where I stopped. ( man I had him smoked....two more miles and I would have been parked in a friends barn)

after an hour of trying to start my car, he calls out a mechanic, he was sure I did something to it to use the "mechanical trouble" excuse I gave him.

so at 4 in the morning, he calls the folks to tell them he was bringing me home... pulls into the drive, and hit the cherries as he lets me off. we lived in town at the time, and every frigging neighbor got up to see me walk into the house.

I got out of a $400 ticket, and possible weekends in jail for 3 months, but the shame of every neighbor was horrible! not to mention the rath of dad..... still sends a shiver up my spine

Ooooo, you were a baaaaad boy! :lol:

My middle son went thru' most of highschool without ever having a fight. One guy kept after him all those years and son would just smile and walk away.

One night this same guy and 3 buddies show up at the trailer, talking trash. They were drinking and the missus ran them off, finally.

Son comes up missing, right after that, and she calls me franticly, to ask what she should do, as she knows these guys are going to pound the snot out of our son? I told her to take the younger son and go find them and have him there to back up the older brother. And to call the cops and tell him whats going on.

I got the "rest of the story" later and it was a good one.

Seems the missus and younger son found them just as the fisticuffs were about to come off and by then another guy, who ended up my sons brother in law, later, was there. Fight didn't last long and son came out, big time, the winner. Matter of fact, I don't think the other guy hardly touched him. Our boys grew up with boxing gloves and enjoyed "sparring" with each other and their friends.

They all went home and next thing you know, the local yokel shows up with lights flashing and tells the missus that she is going to have to "chain her animal up". Woohoo, dumb thing to say! :lol: :lol:

When mama got done with him, he couldn't leave fast enough.

The other kid tried to press charges, but as the other (smart) town cop he talked to told him, "It's kind of hard to press charges, when there were witnesses there who said you started it and that you are over age and the other guy is underage." End of complaint.

Nope, son never really had any trouble during his highschool years, just that one little incident! :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:

Now, younger son, was a whole diffferent story! :shock: :lol: :lol: :lol: :lol:
 

Soapweed

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Quite a few years ago, back when the speed limit was 55, I was in our closest bigger town for the day. They are in the central time zone, and right at six o'clock that evening I was paying for some sacked grain at a feed store. Realizing it was just five o'clock in the mountain time zone, and knowing that a mechanic shop where I did business stayed open until six, I called them to see if they could change oil on my pickup yet that evening. They agreed, but as there was still 38 miles to drive to get there, I needed to hustle right along.

Pulling away from the feed store, I drove onto the highway. Wouldn't you know it, being in a hurry and all, I end up getting in behind a deputy sheriff who lived in the same town as the mechanic. He was on his way home after working all day in the bigger town. He was driving at about 53 miles per hour, and there were two cars in behind him, who were afraid to pass. I gently urged my old pickup and carefully passed one car and then the other. Next I passed the deputy as nonchalantly as possible. Keeping a lid on my speed, I drove about 57 or 58 for a little ways. Finally I got a couple hills between me and the deputy, so I goosed the ol' pickup and really kicked into gear.

Things were going along as planned until I was within a half mile of my destination. Bearing down from my backside was the deputy's Dodge Durango, coming full tilt with sirens blaring and lights flashing. I knew I'd done been had. I stopped and he stopped. I walked back to his vehicle, and said, "Sir, you've got me dead to rights. I know I'm going too fast and sure deserve a speeding ticket. Would you be so kind as to follow me on into town to the mechanic shop so they can change the oil on my pickup while you write up my ticket?"

This deputy had made two or three trips to our ranch that spring, because my then hired hand was behind on his child support payments. I had cooperated fully with the law, and had driven the deputy across several pastures to where the hired hand was fixing fence. My good works paid off, because when he realized it was me, he said, "Oh, it's you, I'll let you off with a warning this time, but try to keep that speed down."

Breathing a sigh of relief, I continued on and arrived in plenty of time to get the oil changed on the pickup.
 

Faster horses

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Sometimes nice guys finish first!! What goes around comes around. Good story, Soapweed.

A cowboy we knew that had a slight drinking problem was on his way in the early morning to a branding. He'd been out pretty late the night before and wasn't in the best of moods. He passed a car going up a hill and the HP saw him, so he went after him, lights flashing, siren, the whole bit. When the cowboy stopped, the HP got out and started lecturing him about how dangerous it was to pass on a hill, how he endangered the other motorists and himself by doing that, etc. etc. He was just going to give him a warning and had no intention of writing a ticket.

The cowboy gave him a bleary-eyed look and said, "Cut the crap. I don't need no lectures. I'm on my way to a branding, so either let me go, or haul me in. I don't need any of your BS."

He never made it to the branding. Spent the whole day and all that night in the county jail. :wink:
 

Robert

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jigs said:
as a sophomore, I was clocked doing 76 in a 25 leaving town one night...cop chased me out of town, and I had a wire burn out in my distributor cap. took the cop 5 minutes to get to where I stopped. ( man I had him smoked....two more miles and I would have been parked in a friends barn)

after an hour of trying to start my car, he calls out a mechanic, he was sure I did something to it to use the "mechanical trouble" excuse I gave him.

so at 4 in the morning, he calls the folks to tell them he was bringing me home... pulls into the drive, and hit the cherries as he lets me off. we lived in town at the time, and every frigging neighbor got up to see me walk into the house.

I got out of a $400 ticket, and possible weekends in jail for 3 months, but the shame of every neighbor was horrible! not to mention the rath of dad..... still sends a shiver up my spine

My brother did something like that leaving the neighboring town late one night, he blew through the one and only traffic light in the whole town doing about 100mph in his Malibu Classic. As he was going over the hill at the edge of city limits he seen the lights of the cop car kick on behind him, so while he was out of site behind the hill he hit the brakes and shut the car off and got out and raised the hood. when the cop pulled up he had the air breather off and was messing with the throttle linkage. He told the cop that when he pulled out the throttle stuck so he tried to pump the gas pedel but that just made the car go faster cause it stuck again when he stepped on the gas.
So he had the cop get in and start his car while he checked the linkage. when the cop started the car my brother was holding the throttle wide open so it really roared and then he let go and made up another bs story about the spring coming off the linkage and holding it open.
Cop bought it hook,line and sinker and didn't write him up :twisted: 8) :twisted:
 
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