I was at a local cut-rate grocery store this morning, buying a couple of items. I pulled into the parking lot and there was a Quincy police car there.
I’m a bit wary of policemen in general since a couple of arrests and jail stays in Hannibal.
The cop was just leaving when I paid for my purchases. I asked the clerk, a woman in her forties, why he had been there.
“Oh, some kid left his bike here overnight. We can’t have that! I know the boy, he lives around here.”
I went out to the parking lot and found the cop inspecting and photographing the bike. I approached him and asked, “So what do you do with abandoned bikes and such?”
The officer said, “We keep them, and every now and then we auction them off.”
“Where do you keep them in the meantime?”
He said, “We have a storage room down at the station. You wouldn’t believe some of the stuff we end up with!”
I walked on and got in my truck. It was nice to have a friendly exchange with a cop!