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On one occasion, a driver I observed drive through a stop sign without stopping wouldn’t stop when I tried to pull him over. He drove for several blocks with me behind him, lights flashing. Finally he did stop in front of a house but jumped out of his car and ran inside. His wife, who he left to deal with me, was laughing so hard when I approached the vehicle she could hardly contain herself. She handed me his wallet and told me he didn’t stop because he had to get home to use the bathroom. His need was greater than his fear of the police. I decided under the circumstances I might have done the same thing and let the matter pass.
Joyce spent 21 years on the Dallas Police Department. These are some random anecdotes from her time in uniform.