July 24, 2020

Deciding to do a patrol, I went for the trip the same as I did on Independence Day, only I have a car to use.  Things were starting well.  As I passed by a restaurant near Ashmont Station, I was going to try to help one of the servers with closing up, but he was okay.  So0on, a couple of women sitting at a table say me and they were impressed.  I explained who I was.  They at first said, "Save the city," but quickly changed to "Save our country."  I replied to them not to worry, I don't work for tyrants.  I can tell you, they were overjoyed.  First thing I saw, was a bunch of people hanging around an area near a closed Dunkin' Donuts.  I went to investigate.  All they were just some people partying, nothing to worry about.  As I kept walking, starting to converse with people, I started to finally feel a grove back.  Soon, I saw a domestic squabble.  Unliker the last time, the lady wasn't too happy I was there and the boyfriend kept on saying, "Stay away from MY girl!"  REALLY?!?  It's 2020, boy.  People aren't possessions, neither gender.  As I walked things were doing well.  I managed to go to the same point as I did for Dudley Square.  However, I failed to remember properly how to get there.  It didn't matter, as the residents felt better a superhero was watching their block.  As I finally made it back to square one, I was smart enough to use Google Maps.  It led rtf the destination, perfectly.  I walked down.  I even conversed with the residents, which felt more comfortable with as I explained a lot and they felt safe with me.  Things were going real well.  However at the corner of Dorchester and Columbia, there was an argument at a Speedway.  II had to cross over to the other side.  It felt like the game Frogger, but I made it.  How I made it, yet stink at the game I* will never know.  Knowing that tensions were getting worse, I tried to stop it before the top popped off.  One person said mind your own business, while the other thanked me for being there.  I soon looked on to see just in case anything went wrong.  The only thing was that the car sped off with the door open, leaving one behind.  I soon asked what was going on.  As the cashier closed on me since I wasn't an officer, the phone witness told me it was just a family having the usual argument.  Funny, I didn't know Punch & Judy had kids?  But as I head back, I saw someone, possibly Black Lives Matter, stop me and ask some questions.  They address me as a superhero and asked how I feel about their cause.  BI told them that I understand both side, being of public service of protecting others and myself with a disability like autism, but I also said about the oath I am strict to, Dignity, Honor, Respect.  I also told him how citizen's arrests work, and how I'm just as strict to those who do the same service.  He fist pumped me, give a nod of approval.  A huge honor for me.  A great patrol.

July 4, 2020

I was on a case. Some one asked me to find atheir phone which their app was hacked.  Looking up the IP address, and noting longitude and latitude as well as location, I narrowed it down to some place in Dorchester or Roxbury.  I had to get to work.  However with the car in the shop, I had to take the bus.  I had to go down to basics not to arrouse suspicion.  I got off at Ashmont.  Even thou I thought to take the train to get the quicker, I'm in uniform, which means I'm on duty, and even on a case, everyone matters.  As I walked up, I went up, nothing much happened until I went to Dudley Street.  I saw some "young" adults (with the words adults being said loosely) throwing firecrackers on a busy street.  There were cars driving thru in fear of getting wrecked or people getting hurt.  I went and told them to stop.  They refused and knew who I was.  They point directions to South End and South Boston, say that "those were the places (I) should be in."  Roxbury was their territory.  Even at bare minimum I would've stayed and fight, but I couldn't.  The reasons are that I was on a case already, and even thou fireworks is a misdemeanor I didn't know how to honestly look at the situation as to if it was a felony.  Frustrated, I had to leave.  I did see someone sitting sitting on the steps a few blocks down.  We had a great conversation, and he was a great man.  He felt there were boo role models left.  All the more reason to keep fighting the good fight.  As I went, I saw a possible street back being a housing area.  Knowing that the street I was going might be that, as well as what happened to fellow real life superhero, Bee Sting, I had to cut off the mission, more on that later.  On my way back, I did see a domestic dispute.  I won't get into details because I don't know if it's an ongoing case.  But the lady was happy, the guy thought I was nothing but someone a "Batman T-shirt."  But an officer arrived and peace was restored.  The innocent and good were appreciative.  As I went to the station about the phone, there was good news and bad news.  Bad news, there was nothing they can do about it.  I don't blame them, after my fight with the Roaming Eye of Doom, I know dealing with computer communications isn't as easy as it looks.  Good news, another officer recognized me and gave me a ton of respect for what I do.  He also said that they were appreciative of the work I do.  That was a happy ending for a patrol day.

June 17, 2020

My next patrol in Roxbury around Blue Hill Avenue.  Finding a parking spot was very difficult, but I have been getting better at parallel parking.  I managed to find a space.  I looked at an area to make sure I remembered where I parked.  I walked down so far things were going well.  I managed to passed a man who was sitting on the porch.  I explained who I was.  He responded that I was a king.  I replied, "No, I consider myself a servant."  He replied that what I did was a great thing in helping people.  He also said, "If you want to be a servant, think like a servant.  If want to be a king, think like a king."  It was good advice that I will seriously consider.  I heard some fireworks.  I saw an ambulance nearby.  I asked the EMTs was going on.  They told me there was a fireworks event going on.  People were very appreciative of myself being there.  Getting the respect from police really meant a lot.  There was an occasion where I saw something suspicious, but the guys kicked me out.  I have to work on having a better authority to show authority and demand respect.  Other than that, a good patrol.

June 5, 2020

As I was driving to my patrol to South Dorchester, I was immiadtely caught by the attention of fireworks.  I heard on the news, that during the Black Lives Matter movement, that fireworks were used by and against protesters.  Even thou possession of fireworks is considered as a misdemeanor and that it's close to July fourth, I feared however that the use of them might be used by or against protestors, so pretty much I feared a war brewing.  Not in my city.  I tried following the fireworks to its starting place via driving.  But I got lost so I had to start my patrol at a different spot, Moody Street.  As I walked around, I managed to hear some laughter and talk in there area.  Odd, this late.  I went up too the group.  Everything was alright, but they kicked me out, for unknown reasons.  However, there was a group- of people in the car, that felt asp[preciative that I was patrolling.  I travelled next to my usual Dorchester Avenue.  I noticed some places boarded up.  I felt bad that things were going bad at this time.  I ventured forward, there was a man walking down.  He asked for directions, in which I gave.  I could go to a third area because I was feeling tired, so I made the best of the last one.  Then as I walked back, there were the fireworks again.  I followed out on the corner of Adams and Park.  I saw a large gathering there with two black men standing outside (the reason I brought up that I will get to later.). As I approached them I asked what was going on.  They said everything was alright.  Bat as I asked some questions to get an idea,. they decided to kick mer out for unknown reasons.  But I noticed there was an empty fireworks box.  I took a picture of that on my cell phone.  As I saw the two men in their SUV talking to people, I starting asking questions.  They kicked me out again, not only telling me they called the police but pulling a "Black Lives Matter" card.  Knowing I would be put in a bad situation, I walked out.  There other residents that greeted me well.  But I had to go to the police station at the next street, to explain the situation.  I know it was questionable, but in the current situation being seen as a fugitive was out of the option.  It was an okay patrol, but I could do better.

June 2, 2020

In the recent rise of the police shooting of George Floyd and the resurgence of the Black Lives Matter movement, this was an unprecedented time.  Now for me, I can understand both sides well.  While I respect having accountability, I was myself being a victim of bigotry and discrimination due to being a high-functioning autistic.  Also understanding that every negative affect can affect anyone in either a positive or negative reaction, I have to look out at both sides, keeping my eyes open.  But one thing is clear, if I saw any uncertain situation dealing with the police, the one law I will look at is my code; dignity, honor, respect.  If the code is thrown away, I WILL BE A MILLION TIMES WORSE THAN IAB!   With that being said, it was urgent that I do my patrols. I had to keep low key, not start any unnecessary chaos, carrying only the essentials.   I started at Dudley Street.  It was a relatively short patrol, in which I will get into later.  From first glance I saw a car with lights on running in an area near a closed business. However, not knowing if it's a business or a residence.  I had to play the road of caution.  After all I have to be keeping my professionalism too, no9 mistakes. However, it ended early when a man was asking if I saw his dog.  I asked him questions retaining to the dog, to get a better idea.  Knowing it was late at night, I knew searching for me would be folly.  So I gave him my card, to give me the information via e-mail and I will look into some agencies and ideas.  I decided to get home early to put my plans at work.  However, earlier today, he didn't reply. Even thou it was a day wasted, I felt I gave that man hope that his dog was found, and I believe he was.  Bright news during tough times.

May 22, 2020

Once again, due to the situation that presented itself, I had a second patrol which felt like a mission.  There was a possibility of suspicious people around an area, that were approaching cars (couldn't say exactly, since it's based on theory)  It was another patrol in North Dorchester again, but as you will see later, I was trying something new with my patrols, that revolutionize it to having the patrols longer and cover more distance.  As I passed the supposed area.  There was no one there.  The reason I didn't stay there, which is pretty much why I don't like patrols in residential areas.  When you're doing patrols in residential areas, you have to remember that you are going to be seen as an odd stranger that looks like someone who might be suspicious.  In those times, you have to remain calm, act natural, keep your emotions in check, and try not get excited.  I have to remember, I am dressed in, what people will assume, a scary, spooky, creepy costume.  As I walked in the area.  I was using the techniques I used in my last patrol in North Dorchester, which I measured the distance from where I am to where I was parked.  It helped my situation again, however, there was a new spin.  There was a person who was on the opposite side of then street.  It would be no problem, but he was near the place where I would cross the street.  To prevent from scaring him off, I managed to kept walking, passing where I wanted to originally crossed, and crossed to another street, to prevent suspicion.
To change my routine, I went into my car in which I drove to a different location.  In this way, by going to a different location & parking there.  In this way, I can covered more areas with less walking, giving more energy in case there is an actual situation that requires your best effort.  This was actually a better part of the patrol.  I walked down Dudley Street again.  Im managed to find that parking lot that I found the arrows from.  Something useful in future situations.  But as I walked back up, I heard a young man sounding drunk and rapping with emotion.  I went down to check if everything was alright.  It was, but he made a lot of Batman references as he felt comfortable with me.  It was good.  As I left, he kept yelling Batman questions.
I soon came across a man who was sitting on the curb.  I didn't know if he was drunk or tired.  I came up and asked him if he was alright.  He said he was tired and just wanted to rest until he can go home on the other side of the street.  We talked in the meantime.  I explained that I was a real life superhero and he started to feel comfortable with my presence.  Then I started to help him cross the street.  It felt like an extreme good deed, since I was crossing a wide street with cars going fast in the middle of night.  I managed to stay calm in the entire situation, and as we made it to the other side, he thanked me and I walked off.
I managed to walk down Stoughton Street, in which things went haywire.  As I walked up things went well, until I passed a homeless woman with her possessions laying on the steps of the residence.  I didn't know if she was hurt or worse, so I asked if she was alright.  She said she was, but sounded weak.  I don't know if she was hurt or tired, since it was very late at night, so I had not choicer but walk away.  To force her to leave would make things worse, where she or a witness would call 911. However, she was on the foot of true private property, since i9t wasn't a commercial building, or someone's home.  But however, there was a car passing.  As it was stopped at the red light, the passengers looked at me very timidly.  There was a second time,. where a man saw me, and he immediately ran indoors.  I tried to explain to him who I was, but he couldn't understand English.  This gave me a feeling that I was going to be burned out.  So unfortunately, I had to walk back to the car.
At the car, I noticed there was a person with some bags was waiting on the side of the street.  I found out she was waiting for her ride.  She was nervous, but I talked to her to calm her down.  By the time the ride came, she calmed down and thanked me.  I even managed to a car patrol of the rest of Boston.  Not a bad patrol.

May 11, 2020

Upon hearing some news about some recent incidents in the South End, I decided to go to the area, post haste.  I had to go a more direct route towards my destination.  As I walked down West Dedham Street, I headed straight down there past Mass Ave.  I noticed I was passing Northeastern University.  Under better times, a great place to check the area, but the Corona virus, was like an unneeded hangover.  At least there isn't Mike Tyson, the tiger, or Dr. Ken (see the Hangover movie for references.).   But I made it to my destination, Melnea Cass Boulevard.  I never patrolled this area before, but it was a unique challenge.  As I passed the area, there was a sign that said, "#SaveMelneaTrees."  I knew there was stuff grown around there in the past, but nothing more than a garden.  I also remembered a baseball field that was somewhat a much smaller version of Fenway Park.  I could've been wrong.  I found a sidewalk with three paths.  I took a middle path to get a better view.  However as I heard a car parked nearby changed from hip hop music to a cell phone call (it wasn't in motion,) it made me nervous.  I wasn't on the property of private housing, but with the world nowadays, how can you tell.  I saw a beggar walking on crutches begging for money.  But I noticed he didn't need them.  I asked him about it, but he denied.  It was hard to prove the point but I had to mov e on.  However, I had to cut the route short because there was blue lights down the street.  It was the police as a situation was happening.  I managed to change direction, but I managed to make it Dudley Square by accident.  I got to admit hitting that area of Roxbury was a new, exciting first for me.  But this wasn't the time to examine there, since I was very far off my parking space.  I fortunately knew my tracking knowledge knowing that heading to the tallest building was like heading to the North Star, thus heading to Downtown, and the South End.  I made it past Mass Ave, only to turn to the Back Bay.  So on this night I covered, three areas in Boston in one night.  A case I couldn't cover, but a feat that I had that I can still be proud of.