Ever been mistaken for a criminal & had a LEO point a gun at you?

LEO point a gun at me? How about 3 or 4 of 'em.

40 years ago, I'm hoofing it back to Great Lakes Training Center after a local bar had closed for the night and I had to 'answer a call of nature' (as they say).

Soooo... I ducked behind a closed gas station, was doing my thing, pool at my feet, when about three car headlights lit me up and there were all the cops - all pointing their handguns at me.

Yikes!

Turns out that many gas stations had been broken into and the cops had staked out this particular one and were in high hopes that they had caught a bad guy.

After things settled down, we all had a great laugh over the event and they gave me a ride back to the base.

I recall that I stopped shaking after a few hours...or maybe it was after a few days?

Owen
 
Yup, me too. I've posted this somewhere before, but here goes. 1968 and I was a college student home on break in Rockville, Maryland. Just before dark a buddy and I went out on the Pike to a little dive of a store, looked around and he bought cigs and a Playboy. On the way out of the gravel lot there was an old muddy Ford with one of the stacked headlights out and three wheel covers. It was inhabited by two unshaven, leather coat wearing guys giving us the evil eye.
Well, they started following us through the narrow residential streets and trying to get around us. I wouldn't let them by, cranked up the tape deck and headed, at 25mph, to my parents house.
Three houses away they hit the siren. I stopped in the middle of the street and wouldn't let 'em by. One drew on my ear and the other was across the trunk aiming through the rear window.
"Why didn't you stop?" I pointed at the tape deck.
"Where's the bottle of wine?" I handed him the Playboy rolled up in a brown bag.
"Where's the receipt?" You know Belby's doesn't give receipts. Never did.
"Why didn't you stop?" Well, officer. We go to school down in the mountains of Virginia and we've had a little trouble with rednecks." (I hope I'm a little smarter now.)

End of conversation. Except by then a dozen kids had gathered round and kept interupting him with "John, what's going on?"

Idiots. I didn't look like a high school kid buying wine when I was a high school kid buying wine. Sheesh. Gotta be careful. John
 
Dennis;
Doesn`t ring a bell but I wasn`t Security so I guess that`s why. When I came back from Nam in I worked in a gas station part time. That was at Otis AFB on Cape Cod. EC121 early warning aircraft. Great place in the summer and the food off base was half price in the winter. I remember steak dinners for $2.50 in a real fancy place!
 
With me it wasn't so much a mistake, just me in the wrong place at the wrong time. I was 16 and cruising the strip with a buddy when we started dragging with thsi Plymouth laser, we were in the undefeatable 1989 Mustang GT 5.0 :) Anyway, when the nice officer got behind us after we were clocked at 148mph :) my friend decided he could outrun them. Big mistake, we had to make a turn, he dropped from 5th to 4th gear at about a 100mph and blew the clutch. Needless to say we didn't get much further than the corner. Taken down at gunpoint, 9mm berreta to back of head and all that not so fun stuff.

Of course my main concern (being a minor)was whether to go to the juvy center or have my mom come and get me at the PD. Well, she was pi@@ed when she got there, and I didn't get to leave the house for over a month.

Lesson learned. Try to stay away from trouble, but sometimes it just happens, ey FUD?

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My Colt .45... Better to have and not need, than to need and not have.
 
Dennis;

It must be something in the young male mind (read - brain dead).

At a similar age (16), I and some friends used to bait the local door-shaker until he gave chase. One night he decided that he would "shoot us down" and he opened fire with his trusty .38. The only thing that saved us was the piece of steel boiler plate that replaced the rusted out brackets that held up the back of the rear seat. We eventually eluded him,but not before he put three holes in the trunk lid. Thereafter, he was referred to as "Wyatt Earp".

The only other time (still during my brain dead stage) was in the service. Driving back to my ship late one night, I passed through the Mission District in old San Fran. When an SFPD black & white pulled me over, I thought I'd be helpful and mosey on back to them and show my military ID. The next thing I heard was "Freeze", followed by the time-honored sound of a pump shotgun jacking a shell into the chamber. Needless to say, I froze.

Learned a lot from both of those experiences.

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If "the people" in the 1st, 4th, 9th & 10th amendments, means "the people", why do some folks think "the people" in the 2nd amendment means "the state"? :confused:
 
I've related this story before, so just the facts, mam. West Sacramento. Stopped for being a biker. Reach into my vest for license and registration and I'm drawn upon and ordered onto the hood of the squad. Business card, RNC membership card, insurance papers. Didn't matter. A 45 minute roust.

One of many such encounters. Suspicion of rape (suspect description was a 20 year-old black man; I'm white). Suspicion of robbery. Suspicion of murder (_that_ was a fun one).
Suspicion of not being from the lily-white community I lived in.

Always be polite, never give them reason to be nervous, and don't claim you know the chief.

Dick
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Fud,

Strangely enough, I was in Atlanta (Marietta) from about 1700 Monday through 1600 Tuesday. FYI, I believe a local radio station (750 AM ??) this morning reported a murder in Buckhead. Perhaps that's why the northern suburban Atlanta LEOs were "extra vigilant"?

Regards.
 
The evening of the day that DR. Martin Luther King was killed I and 3 friends were coming back from Philly, going to the Bainbridge Navy base in Maryland. We were in my 58 Pontiac with Oklahoma plates, and having been drinking all day, knew nothing about the assasination or the riots they had in Delaware. We drove into Dover about 2 in the AM, being very careful because I was a little (!) drunk. Turned the corner downtown and 5 police cars forced me to the side of the street. Not knowing that 1; they had just finished a heck of a riot, 2; we were in a black part of town in an Okie car full of white guys and 3; that the local cops were scared to death, I got out to ask "What's the problem, Officer?" I never realized HOW BIG a 12 ga. is from the front! After eating the hood ornament for the time it took to drag everyone out and slam them beside me and search us, we were able to show our ID's and prove that we were just incredibly stupid and uninformed sailors who wanted to go HOME! Escorted us to the city limit and told us to go around every town between Dover and the Susquehanna River. Did it, Too!


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Tonkin Gulf Yacht Club
68-70
true story, a Union Gen. once said "Don't worry about those Rebs. They couldn't hit an elephant at this dist..SPLAT.
 
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