Reflections

I was going through some old albums and I came across this pic. I recalled a time when I was walking downtown behind an elderly white couple.  The man kept looking back at me. When they got to the corner they crossed the street. I paid them no mind until I saw a homeless man start harassing them for money. I crossed the street and asked them if the man was bothering them. Now I guess they think they are being cornered by two homeless men.  Before they could answer I took out my shield from under my shirt and told the homeless man to "get the f*ck out of the area". He took off running. Before the couple could thank me I told them to "have a nice day" and crossed back over to my side of the street.  I'm sure that incident left an indelible impact on their thoughts about racial profiling.  

The same thing happened when I was off duty and helped a uniformed cop take down a perp. He thought he had to perps to deal with until I told him I was "on the job".  Oh what a relief it is.