I walk to work frequently. I talk with local and Thai friends over ham radio on the walk into work. On the walk home I usually try to talk with my brother.<\/p>\n
A few years ago, \u201cMichael, you\u2019ll never guess what I just found.\u201d It was a cello in a soft case, about as fragile as a baby in a onesie. I checked the case for ID, there was none. I picked it up and started carrying it in to work. You cannot just leave a cello on the side of the road.<\/p>\n
I work in the same building as the music department and I figure they would be able to figure out whose it was. By the time I got to campus my brain had started to work and I wondered if carrying what might be stolen property to work was dumbest thing I ever did. I stopped at the guard booth on the way into campus.\u201d Can I use your phone to call the police?\u201d. They said \u201cno\u201d. \u201cO.K. , says I, \u201ccan you call em for me?\u201d. Shirt stuffing says, \u201cno\u201d. Louis, a bit miffed says, \u201cWhat kind of guard booth is this? Do you just stand there and get paid for it?\u201d. He says, \u201cOK you can use the phone.\u201d I call the campus cops, and they send some one over. \u201cWe can\u2019t take possession of it, it was not found on campus\u201d. I say, \u201cOK, I am just letting you know I have it so you don\u2019t think I stole it. I am going to take it to the music department to try and find out whose it is.\u201d Just as I finish this I hear my ham radio call letters on my handi talkie. Its a local ham who is also a police lieutenant (not sure of rank). He heard my earlier conversation. \u201cLouis we found the owner of the cello. It was stolen this morning. Can I send my officer over to pick it up?\u201d The officer and I missed each other and the pickup took way too much time. I saw the lieutenant the next month and apologized for wasting the officer\u2019s time. The lieutenant said, \u201cAnytime we can return stolen property with half a day from when it was stolen, don\u2019t quibble about wasting a few minutes\u201d.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
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