We had some excitement in the neighborhood today! Early this morning, a man apparently shot at two police officers who were pulling into the police station just up the street from my house. The officers weren't seriously injured, but that didn't stop the police from locking down our neighborhood and conducting an all-out manhunt from 4:30 am until about 4:45 pm.
Helicopters circled a 25 block radius, while armed SWAT team members marched up and down the street, searching every backyard with German Shepards. Check out the video that my security camera caught!
At least this time my yard didn't have a toilet in it!
With nothing else to do for twelve hours (daytime tv only holds one's attention for so long), we basically just sat in front of the big living room window and watched the big scary police vans roll by.
Toward the end of the search, when the police seemed to be giving up all hope, Garrett and one of the neighbors spotted a man who matched the suspect's description enter the apartment building two doors down. Like ducks on a june bug, the coppers swarmed the street, walked everyone out of the building, and arrested the suspicious character.
Then they were gone, just as suddenly as they had come! People kept asking me if I was terrified, and I have to say, it wasn't nearly as scary as the last time. If nothing else, at least I was surrounded by police officers all day - it was probably the safest street in the city!
Still, I have to admit, the situation does beg the question. Is it time to move?
