Yesterday I got my first ticket in years. Absolutely years. Sigh.
I was heading over to Nolene's, and turned off one of our side roads onto a good size road. I no sooner turned, than I saw these overhead lights flashing behind me. "I'm Officer so-and-so, and the reason I pulled you over is that you didn't come to a full and complete stop." I can remember preaching to my kids when they were early in their driving years, always come to a full and complete stop. So, I pull out my drivers license and proof of insurance, and he took them back to his patrol car. A few minutes later he returns with the citation, explaining the procedure for contacting the court and getting it taken care of. He was pleasant, I graciously accepted it, and went on my way.
This morning I was looking over the citation, and realized he may have a problem with his sight. He listed the color of my hair as "gry". I'm pretty sure that's short for gray, not groovy. I went to the mirror, and thought, I've got more brown in there than gray. If he's wrong about something like that when he can see it up close, could he be wrong about me not coming to a full and complete stop?
Well, I can dream. And no, there aren't any pictures with this posting. I didn't think it would be well received to jump out and take a picture.