Sunday, March 17, 2019
March 17, 2019
The second part of the St. Patrick's week-end patrols went better than yesterday. First, I decided to grab a meal early before the traffic. I went to the local Hooters restaurant in Dedham for a bite to eat. The ladies there were great, especially for the beautiful lady behind the bar. The manager was also understanding. I had a buffalo chicken sandwich (of course). After the meal, I hit traffic (so Plan A failed). It was however easier than yesterday. However, I went earlier than yesterday & it showed. There were few people. I had to do a couple of rounds just to make up for it. Once again, I started to feel like a celebrity. A couple of men asked for a picture with me. I went to the North End for the second or third time, ever! It showed as I passed a Pizzeria Regina, there was somebody who yelled as if I was trouble. I left immediately. I managed to pass by Quincy Market a few times. A couple of men saw me & asked questions about what I do & my name. They asked if I take mugshots? I said I wear a cup. They were grateful. As I went to Downtown, I saw a police presence over at Boston Common due to the recent attacks in New Zealand. I avoided the area. I helped the homeless with cereal bars. It was a very sobering moment. While everyone else is having celebrations on holidays, there are those who can't afford to celebrate. Two of the people I helped were grateful that I was the first to acknowledge them. One of them was a veteran who was trying to take care of very ill woodpecker. All the more reason we should be grateful for what we have. The kids always give me a reason to love my job. I could only imagine if I was their age & I saw Batman for the first time. All the more reason this is rewarding. Also as rewarding was when I went by a club called the 2Twenty2. The bouncer was grateful & introduced me to his fellow security & staff. For the first time, I felt like one of the fellow protectors in Boston officially. I even high fives someone who rode in a Lyft. This was for me, a great reason to be alive.
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