Seven or eight police cars?

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I'm not sure what is going on but in the last few minutes I have had at least seven police cars go by, heading out into nowhereland. With lights and sirens. I am not sure if there was an abulance in the first group or not, though usually they sound enough different that they are easy to separate. Then again, the first sounds were pretty distant, probably coming from a different route and coming through the far side of town. I don't know if there was a firetruck(s) either. Out here I suspect... a fire or a bad accident. I just opened my front window curtain a bit (I've been keeping curtains closed due to the heat, of course). It looked, as I just barely looked in time, like a red fire SUV but sounded exactly like a police car. Now I can't be sure how many of what may have passed by.

It just reminded me of when I lived in Iowa City-Coralville. Only it was always police, and several times a month somewhere between six and eight, or more, squad cars surrounded the apartment complex next door and went in with swat gear. Yes, the same town where when I called to report a drug deal I was told they would have someone get right back to me, and three days later some secretary called to ask what I had called about. I just told her to never mind, it was just a drug deal, nothing for her to worry about, then hung up. I knew, then and there, it was time to leave. Here? It means if I can, it is time to consider offering to volunteer at the fire department. Even if all I can reliably be counted on is to occasionally go over and do some minor tasks, sweep, help sort gear, whatever, and when I can.

It's a different world out here. And I like it that way. Oh, since there really isn't a local paper, other than perhaps in Logan, I sure wish I could be more social. I would like to know more about what is happening here. The only way to find out would be to know people who know people, I think. There is a little store in the middle of town. I think they have a little spot for resting one's bones and eating. Though not really a restaurant at all, or even really a coffee spot, I think it might be what passes for that. I might have to... be adventurous and risk planting my feet there. Hmm, I don't know though. I am so opinionated that it might not work.