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I investigated crime scenes in houses, in churches, in stores and businesses, in schools, on highways, in parks, and in vehicles. I
disappointed many crime victims by not being able to do the high-tech forensic evidence testing like they show on TV. Citizens
asked me to fingerprint steering wheels, analyze paint chips, and take DNA off of car airbags. They hopefully expected me to
use, I don’t know, my police-issued special infrared ultraviolet spectroscopic high speed genetic encoding laser analyzer scanner
machine to ID the suspect. Again, my career was not like what you see on cop shows on TV.

I got yelled at a lot by a lot of people for a variety of reasons. Usually undeservedly. To make things fair and balanced, I yelled at
a lot of people. Yes, perhaps sometimes undeservedly. But usually not. Which was an interesting aspect of my job; being able to
reproach and reprimand and yell at grown adults in an effort to get them conform with society.

I investigated cases of counterfeit money being passed along as real. I saw a lot of fake ID’s, forged documents, bogus checks,
and perjurious statements.

I confiscated illegal fireworks and illegal weapons and illegal drugs of all kinds, and accepted ammunition collections from
people cleaning out their basements and garages.