There were many police officers and barricades along 8th Avenue last night. The President is in town, and the city was preparing for his arrival at the New Yorker Hotel.
I waited on 36th Street as a police officer directed traffic. His instructions opposed the commands of the traffic lights. There was a large mass of about 30 pedestrians on each corner waiting to cross the street.
As he halted the motor traffic, he paused and faced the throngs.
"Thank you for your New York-style patience!"
I appreciate an understanding cop.
Showing posts with label police. Show all posts
Showing posts with label police. Show all posts
Wednesday, October 21, 2009
Wednesday, May 13, 2009
Never Assume
A freelance client unexpectedly sent me to Washington, DC again. It was a whirlwind trip. It was short notice and I had to make it fast to balance the work of another project. The meeting I was to attend began at 8:30am, so I had to get to DC the night before.
I took a cab to the hotel because my train didn't arrive at Union Station until 11:30pm. When the cab pulled up to the hotel around midnight, there were about 20 police cars parked in front of the entrance.
I immediately wondered whether some horrible thing had happened at the hotel. I couldn't imagine what would trigger such a huge police response.
The second I walked in the door, my mind was put to ease.
The hotel was hosting a police officers' convention.
I took a cab to the hotel because my train didn't arrive at Union Station until 11:30pm. When the cab pulled up to the hotel around midnight, there were about 20 police cars parked in front of the entrance.
I immediately wondered whether some horrible thing had happened at the hotel. I couldn't imagine what would trigger such a huge police response.
The second I walked in the door, my mind was put to ease.
The hotel was hosting a police officers' convention.
Tuesday, January 27, 2009
New York's Finest
As I was exiting the subway at 43rd and 8th Avenue, a young boy stood at the top stair crying and wining. He did not want to move.
A moment later, I could see why.
A mounted policeman's horse was standing a few feet from the entrance, and a small cluster of New York City children were gathered around admiring the animal.
At one moment, the horse made a big movement, such as lifting its neck from the ground to shake it high in the air. The children, who looked likely to be a difficult-to-impress street smart group, were awstruck and delighted.
The policeman was answering their questions with a big grin. He clearly enjoyed entertaining them. It was a joy to hear their childish laughter as my heels clicked down the street.
A moment later, I could see why.
A mounted policeman's horse was standing a few feet from the entrance, and a small cluster of New York City children were gathered around admiring the animal.
At one moment, the horse made a big movement, such as lifting its neck from the ground to shake it high in the air. The children, who looked likely to be a difficult-to-impress street smart group, were awstruck and delighted.
The policeman was answering their questions with a big grin. He clearly enjoyed entertaining them. It was a joy to hear their childish laughter as my heels clicked down the street.
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