ABSTRACT
The first time I remember thinking about law enforcement I was fifteen or
sixteen. We had a problem w ith some biker guys harassing one of my sister’s
boyfriends. I was driving, and one of them threw a bottle at my car. I told my
mother, and she, of course, called the police. The police came to the house,
showed me all the pictures of the people that were in the gang, and asked me
to identify the guy. Jokingly, the cop said I should be a cop.
