Riding With A Cop

Last night, instead of watching (or not watching) some football championship game, and instead of reading a book as I had planned, I jumped at a chance to do a “ride-along” with a cop who serves my police district. I had signed up for that opportunity some time ago, and had forgotten. I got a call to ask if I were interested in going on a ride-along due to a last-minute cancellation. My reply?

Absolutely! I met POIII Smith (name changed to protect the innocent) at the local station, did some paperwork, and was given an orientation by the Station Commander and a trainer. Soon, I got in the cruiser, riding shotgun (but without a gun… giggle.)

I observed a lot — how cops are always so vigilant. They literally see everything. Their training is superb.

I was told to wait in the cruiser while the cop conducted traffic stops. Many suspected “DUI” (driving under the influence) situations. Each time, the cop was professional, calm, and thorough. Often provoked (people on drugs or alcohol tend to behave in nasty ways), the cop always, always, maintained a cool composure. I don’t know how he did it. I would have lost my temper more than once.

Ofc. Smith explained that such behavior and dealing with it is part of the job, and he is used to it. It does not mean that he likes that behavior; he accepts that people do not like to be confronted with their bad behavior and often act out.

There were other stops, too — mostly for safety reasons. People driving with their headlights off (several); pedestrians wearing black clothing darting across busy streets and not at controlled intersections with crossing lights; and even two who were stopped for driving while yakking on cell phones — one guy had a mobile device in each hand and it is alleged that he was steering with his knees. How stupid.

Nothing else — no shootings, bank robberies, or other crime. Mostly silly driving and bad human behavior.

Sorry, no photos. Photography during a ride-along is not allowed.

I have always had respect for cops and their jobs, but this ride-along taught me even more about how tough a cop’s job really is.

Next time you see a cop, thank him or her for their service.

Life is short: appreciate your community heroes.

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I am an average middle-aged biker who lives in the greater suburban sprawl of the Maryland suburbs north and west of Washington, DC, USA.

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  1. I did a ride-along a few years ago with our local police department. By comparison to what we experienced, you had quite an eventful tour. The most exciting event we had was that a guest in someone’s home accidentally set off their house alarm. But just as with you, I became more appreciative of the work the police do. I felt very glad to get to know the officers I went along with and I miss them even though they earned a very well deserved retirement. They were both “pearls of great value.”

    Oh well, maybe it’s time I go on another ride-along just to see if anything has changed?

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