The people in your neighborhood

This afternoon I walked back from my lunch break on the 16th Street Mall where they were setting up for an evening concert. I happened to pass two police officers who animatedly discussed something or other.

Not far off, a saggy fellow of indeterminate middle age watched on. He wore a volunteer fire department cap. He looked as though he'd just dropped his ice cream.

I think he just wanted to go up to the officers and ask if they'd be his buddy.