One snow day Pete and I were off from school. We had a pretty good volley going; the snow was perfect for snowballs. A cop car idled by, came to a stop and the cop got out. We two ten year-olds were challenged to a snowball fight.
To this day I assert we won but the point was, cops then weren’t so obsessed with being badass MF’ers and actually knew their neighborhoods and the people who lived in them.
Of course, this was back in the Mesolithic so none of it matters now.
It matters now as a nice memory of what was and still is...occasionally. Thanks for sharing it.