My First Police Encounter
I was twelve years old and had recently moved from an impoverished environment in a suburb of Birmingham to an all-white neighborhood in San Diego. I and my adoptive mother were elated to be invited by her grandson to stay with him and his, at the time girlfriend. He was a recent Coast Guard retiree who was about to get married and wanted us there for the wedding. Also, in my opinion, he wanted to be able to take care of his elderly grandmother. I was in California meeting new kids and all of them were very mischievous. It was during one of these meeting outings that it happened. I was about to have my first police experience. It was the summer of 1976 when I met Johnnie. He was a hippy-type who rode BMX bikes, skateboards, and motor cross bikes. Being around Johnnie intrigued me because I had never experienced his type of life style. Johnnie was a rebel. He came and went almost as he pleased because his father was a single Dad and worked long hours. I and others would go over Johnnie's to hang out sometimes after school where we would drink beer and smoke cigarettes. On one occasion, we decided we were bored. Because we no had no money we would brainstorm to come up with ideas to get money. On this particular occasion someone
I knew I would be punished severely and I immediately ran to my room while my Father figure spoke with the San Diego police. As I was riding I noticed that Johnnie and others had started to collect the golf balls from the pond. He stated, "Where do you think you are going?" I said, "To baseball practice. Also, the experience taught me to not try to outrun a Navy policeman. He positioned me loosely in hand-cuffs and put me in the back seat. We realized it was a police car and we all scattered like ants going in different directions. Lastly, I gained the knowledge from this first police experience that I NEVER WANTED TO HAVE ANOTHER ONE!. He then walked away from the car for a moment, leaving the rear door open and I slipped out of the cuffs and ran again. The policeman exited his vehicle and began chasing me over the bridge, through the water, and down to the wood line. But, little did I know that the decision we made would lead to my first police encounter. A day went by, then two, then three. Upon returning with the golf cart to the area where we found it, I noticed a car was fast approaching. When my father figure came home from work I was ready to go. " His immediate reply was, "no you are not and you know why!" I was extremely upset but knew that I had been in the wrong earlier in the week and I didn't gripe about it.
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