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I scolded and admonished lots of misbehaving grown adults including many folks old enough to be my grandparents. I
investigated a lot of hit and runs, some were quite unintentional, some were egregious and deliberate.

In the dog category I chased a lot of dogs, looked for lost dogs, found some, lured, enticed, and cornered some, and captured
less. Some dogs were happy, some were the complete opposite of happy. I dealt with dying dogs, hot dogs in cars, and dog
maulings. Some of the mauling victims were other dogs, some were people. I ran after police dogs tracking bad guys through
the woods, across apartment complexes, and up and down streets and parking lots. Some of them we caught, some got away
usually because they ran to a waiting car before we got on the scene.

I dealt with teen and adult pranksters of all kinds; some pranks were funny, most were not, some were successful and some went
wrong. I obsessed over catching juvenile vandals who wreaked havoc with spray paint, stickers, marker pens, bb guns, sling
shots, fire extinguishers, and paintballs. Some got caught, most didn’t. I caught a few vandals but frustratingly was never at the
right place and right time to catch the vast majority of them.

I did a lot of crowd control work; I directed traffic on highways and city streets and roadways at crime scenes, major accidents,
and during power outages. I stopped, started, and rerouted drivers by hand signals in every weather state imaginable; pouring
rain and in the dark or in the snow in multi-lane state highway intersections. I got used to vehicles of every size and shape going
past me at high speeds mere feet away while I was directing traffic in the middle of busy intersections. While directing traffic I
was usually able to quickly fill my quota of meeting unreasonably irate, obnoxious, confused, lost, and oblivious motorists.