JQPublic1
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- Aug 10, 2012
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I was sitting in a restaurant minding my own business this morning when two White cops walked in. I hoped they wouldn't sit anywhere close to me and they didn't. Instead both sat near a window several tables away from my position. I wondered if they were "good" cops or "bad" cops. In either case I superimposed the faces of these two young officers in my mind over the faces of the heroic cops killed in Dallas.
When the waitress came to take my order, I asked her to put their tab on my bill. I can't explain why I did that, I just did.
When the two cops finished their meal and went to pay, the cashier pointed in my direction and told them I paid their bill. They nodded, smiled and I gestured back with a salute. I felt good and still do.
When the waitress came to take my order, I asked her to put their tab on my bill. I can't explain why I did that, I just did.
When the two cops finished their meal and went to pay, the cashier pointed in my direction and told them I paid their bill. They nodded, smiled and I gestured back with a salute. I felt good and still do.