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On occasion some bad guys would try to row or even swim across the bay to avoid apprehension; most of them were caught. I
had plenty of fugitives climb out windows and run out back doors while I was at the front door, sometimes while their
accomplices stalled me.

I caught and apprehend hundreds of scofflaws and fugitives with warrants for their arrest, ranging from minor municipal
offenses with measly $100 bail amounts to federal million-dollar or no-bail felony warrants. Some didn’t know they were wanted
persons. Most of them did. Some knew that when they got caught they were going back to prison for a very long time. Some of
the people I took to jail did not get free again until they got out of prison years and years later. It always struck me with
wonderment when that happened; that I was the one who ended their last moments of freedom.

I drove prisoners to other neighboring jurisdictions for extradition to their courts or jails, and sometimes picked up prisoners
from other agencies or counties as needed. And I waited in more than few hospital rooms to take deserving patients straight to
jail after the doctors finished with them.

I saw too many people get away with crimes that I knew they had committed but I just could not prove it. Actually, just about
any and every crime imaginable; I knew people who got away with it. Yes, that includes rapes, robberies, and murders. But I did
see karma occasionally finally catch up to a few folks, and sometimes spectacularly.