Never have I ever taken a picture like the one you see above. Sure, I might have taken a picture of a chair before. Maybe I’ve even taken a picture of an OFFICE chair. Who knows, I might have even taken a picture of a BLUE office chair at some point in my long life. There could even be a remote chance that one time I took a picture of an ABANDONED blue office chair. But NO WAY have I ever taken a photograph of an abandoned blue office chair with a shirt tied around it like a bow — and a red stain on the seat — on a bridge — that’s part of a major U.S. Highway — over America’s largest river — on Mother’s Day.

What’s the story behind that thing? Is it art? Or is it just litter? Or is it a memorial, of sorts, for some guy who pedaled his chair to the apex of the bridge, took off his shirt, and jumped into the river? I was so intrigued by this particular chair that I took another picture of it from the other side.

Since I only showed two pictures today, I’m going to force you to read a story that happened today.

Never Have I Ever . . . Had A Police Encounter Like This

By Gregory S. Garceau

A beautiful Mother’s Day dawned on MY Town.

The Feeshko is the proud mother of a boy, a girl and a dog. Alas, our son and daughter are adults and no longer live with us, so we take great comfort in having our second son, Diggity, at home every day. He takes us for walks every day too. Twice a day without fail. Three to four daily miles of family togetherness.

We see or experience something new and interesting almost every day so why should our Mother’s Day walk be any different? Well this time it involved the cops, the fuzz, the heat, the po-po.

The three of us were near the end of our walk when a police car stopped just ahead of us and rolled down his window. Of course a thousand thoughts went through my head. What did we do? What does he THINK we did? Did Diggity poop in an unauthorized area? Did he hear about me exceeding the speed limit on my bike last week? Do I look similar to a murder suspect on his APB? Or did The Feeshko do something? After almost 38 years of marriage, how could I not know The Feeshko was a hardened criminal?

In order to defuse the situation before it got violent, I gave a friendly wave to the cop and shouted “HI!”

“HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY,” he shouted in response.

I could not have been more surprised. As a result, I made a fool of myself.

“THANK YOU!” I replied. Only then did I realize he was talking to The Feeshko. I stepped aside and let her say her own “thank you.” But the damage had already been done.

The cop laughed and said directly to me, “but you have a great Mother’s Day too.”

Hi. My name is Greg and I ride my bike a lot. That is to say, I ride my bike almost every day. I go on long rides and short rides. Sunny rides, cloudy rides, and rainy rides. I like commuting, errand-running, day-tripping, overnighting, and touring on my bike. I ride on city streets, highways, gravel, single track, and snow with equal enthusiasm. Sometimes I ride fast and sometimes I ride slow. I try to keep my feet on the pedals at stop lights and I do not dismount when I hop up on a curb. I have a roadie bike, a mountain bike and a touring bike. I try to accept any challenge a bike ride can throw at me without complaint. But I don't like bugs.

3 response to "NEVER HAVE I EVER . . ."

  1. By: Suzanne Posted: May 10, 2021

    Abandoned chair, blood stain, shirt tied to chair – no wonder the police showed up. Oh, it wasn’t the same day? Would make a good story, though.

  2. By: Bill Stone Posted: May 10, 2021

    I hear criminal types such as yourself tend to get a little nervous when the fuzz gets too close for comfort. Besides, he probably knows all about your connection to the crime scene on the bridge….

  3. By: Rich-Illinois Posted: May 10, 2021

    I wonder what is under the bridge?
    Oh, and about Mother’s day . . . . . you had a little participation there . . . . 🙂

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