This Morning

This morning Romeo and I were walking down East School Street. A police car passed us and then his lights came on. I could see a man was on the bridge. On top of the wall. The man climbed down and was handcuffed and another cop arrived. The man's red backpack was searched for contraband. Presumably something was found because he was loaded into the back seat of the first cruiser and they all drove away.

I turned and walked into the park. There was a group of elderly folks in the parking lot in the sun using gigantic long orange and blue rubber bands to stretch. There were about a dozen people in pairs. One person would walk a few steps forward with the band wrapped at both of their waists while the partner held on being still. Then the active person turned around and walked back. They switched off. It was like square dancing on Mars.

As I walked by the warehouse heading home I watched a bright yellow forklift driving on a truck ramp unloading a heavy boxed appliance. I heard a crash and saw the forklift with driver inside fall back. The ramp of the restaurant supply truck had slipped off the loading dock. The forklift smashed into the cement loading dock with the driver. The ramp, forklift and appliance were all now stuck at a 45 degree angle. Luckily nobody was hurt. The driver got off the ramp and called to his coworker in the warehouse.  A few minutes later he came out and they both surveilled the mess.

That's enough excitement for today.