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The police station, back when it was on Hostmark Street at the end of downtown’s Front Street, was less than 300 feet from the
shore of Liberty Bay. So it was not uncommon for seagulls to find clams at low tide, pick them up, and drop them onto our
parking lot crack them open. Or they’d drop small fish, which would get left behind if the birds got distracted or scared off.
Neither was a big problem - what was way, way worse was when a great blue heron, with severe gastrointestinal distress, would
do a fly over and dump a huge, massive, splattering load all over my blue patrol car parking down below. Do you have any idea
how many square feet of area a madly shitting blue heron (6 foot wingspan, going 20+ mph) can cover in one pass?

A man died suddenly; he had dropped dead in his house, from some kind of a medical condition involving his heart. EMT’s and
paramedics rushed out there but they were not able to revive him. They called for a fire department chaplain and a county
coroner, and then decided they needed a police presence too because the family was super upset. Specifically they were pissed
because they felt his new wife had harangued him to death, literally. I had to stand outside the house and turn away his brother
and sister in law, who were screaming at the now-widowed wife that she had killed him with stress. He was only his 40’s. I felt
like I should have gotten paid extra on that shift- that whole scene was a little different than average.

My house got egged one night. Because I had my patrol car parked out front. Sigh..yeah, things like that will happen. Eggs are
much better than bullets though; I knew two cops who received incoming fire from bad guys in the middle of the night.