Cops Kid Gets Child Molester Nabbed
Written by Firewriter
I was eleven on that hot summer night when my boyfriend Jimmy Carr and I were at East Park in our small town Fallion, PA.
We were watching a softball game, sharing a large overly buttered popcorn and slurping down a root beer float. I was so into Jimmy, being so funny and looking like a blonde Donny Osmond with long wavy hair. Finally the game was over and Jimmy walked me to the middle of the park, kissed me goodnight, and said to me "See you tomorrow Trese (his nickname for Teresa).
I only lived about a 1 minute walk down Third Avenue, so I started my short walk home when I heard "Hey Trese!" from the darkness under a large oak tree. I walked over and kind of giggly said "Is that you Jimmy?" And he quickly and nonchalantly said "No, I'm his uncle Ted!" I trotted off faster to my house yelling "Sorry, I don't know any uncle Ted!" It was too dark and I couldn't even see his face, but I remembered his voice. As a Policeman my father had taught me many important things. How to tell makes and models of cars, don't talk to strangers, and if one tries to grab you, run and scream as loud as you can that you don't know this person.
A few days later I was cutting through the park again coming home from swimming. Some guy on a bench against that same big oak tree yells out "Hey kid come here a second!" I recognized his voice from the last meeting and I asked him why I should come over there to him. He quickly went into some rant about selling magazines, while I stood far enough out of his reach. Then he pulls out some porn magazines and asks me if I knew anyone who might be interested in buying them. I said "Uh, I seriously doubt it." Then I quickly ran home and got my bike because I saw a car parked near where he was sitting. It was a purple AMC Gremlin.
I rode by the back of the car to get the license plate number (another skill dad taught me to remember) and he got up and got in his car. I turned into a series of allies and he was getting closer, but then I noticed he stopped where another little blonde girl a year younger than me was playing. I cut back through a different ally and saw him pull away where Cara and now Jimmy came out of his house were standing. He had exposed himself to her. I quickly rode home and gave dad the tag number and told him all that happened. Boy was he mad that I was playing detective, putting myself in harms way. I just had to get his tag before he did something to a kid like kidnapping or even murdering for all I knew.
He was arrested that night, and told the cops he wanted to thank the little blonde girl that got him caught. His wife had dyed her hair brown from blonde and that was his excuse that he "missed his blonde". Then he joined the Navy the last I heard.
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