First time I did a patrol in Downtown since the COVID situation became the norm and the recovery started. I know a lot of people will be eating outside and very few people will in the bars and clubs due to social distancing. This was going to be a new game. The mouth mask was going to be more important than ever. Still taking time to adjust. The first couple I encounter asked who I was. One referred to Star Wars term, unfortunatelty the wrong character, and the wrong side (Obi-Wan). I explained who I was. While the man praised me, the woman said I deserved to be in a mental hospital. It look like The Roaming Eye of Doom is looking for new members. I couldn'
t take the usual way due rot the fact, the dining area was blocking the way. I still managed to get a good distance. There were times I felt a little nervous. I soon saw a homeless man sitting in an alley. I talked to him. Then I gave hi9m one of the cereal bars from my last patro9l. I felt so pathetic that the bar was in poor shape, I should've known better to make sure to keep the bars fresh. But it didn't matter. He was very happy that I helped. It didn't start perfectly, but it started GOOD. I noticed a lady consoling a friend that was crying. I checked to see if she was alright. Even thou she had it under control, she was grateful that I was there to check. As I was crossing the street where the Downtown section of Boston Police headquarters was, as I was waiting for the walk signal to go on, I noticed a man on a cell phone walking up towards the street. Not knowing if it was police or not, I stayed to see if he will cross the street or if he will turn. It turned out it wasn't police, but I still watched. He managed hpowever to take a turn, so I breat6hed a sigh of relief. I was more active towards Tremont as I noticed a lady yelling. She was surprised a car was close to hitting her. I asked if she was okay, but she was understandably shodden up. I explained that cars and pedestrians are more reckless that ever when it comes to road safety. So I told her to be more aware and careful. She soon thanked me and left. I helped another car Parnell park safely as well as saving a man who didn't see it. He did thank me for being a hero and the driver thanked me for helping him. I soon saw a lady who asked about me. She felt proud of what I did and gave me a hug. A good patrol on a hot late July night.
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