Saturday, March 7, 2009
When Seconds Count, The Cops Are Minutes Away ...
My friend tried to call me back without success, that phone broken, the cell battery dead and on the charger, then called the police, thinking something had happened to me (never mind that I have a $3000 alarm system, a .45 on my waist most of the time and a karate brown belt.)
The police arrived. 17 minutes later.
I apologized to them for the confusion, held up my smashed phone and they were happy to get on to more important work.
But it was an eye opener. 17 minutes.
If it had been a home invasion, and I unarmed, I would have long since been dead or assaulted.
My friend perhaps over-reacted, but it was a good lesson on why I do carry.
JDP
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