Another day, I was trying to get to the family I worked with in Watervliet. As I approached their street, I entered a potential war zone. A helicopter was hovering as it was leaving the area. The street was blocked with tank and SWAT team. The streets were lined with people watching the action, and among them the woman whose house I was going to called out to me. It was her house that was the center of the investigation, or invasion, if you will. She asked me to drive her to the Police Station where they had taken her boy friend. She said he was innocent. And s it went...
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