Gentle readers, a dark cloud has hung over the house of Boulware yea these last weeks. On September 20th, the devious Officer R of the Nashville Metro Police cited yours truly in the misguided notion that I failed to obey a traffic device in downtown Nashvegas. There was much tearing of hair and gnashing of teeth as I made the decision to stand up against this false “justice” and bear witness to my cautious (grandmotherly in fact) driving habits in a court of law.
After over a month of not turning in the foul citation, Officer R, with great shame I am sure, did indeed log his complaint with the authorities and a judgment hour was set for 10:30 am this morning. I arrived at 10:15, prepared to deliver the tale of my woe and throw myself before the mercy of whichever wise Justice was on duty in Courtroom 1B. At a little after 10:30 the judge arrived and called my name. Officer R was no doubt cowering in some dark corner where he thought the light of truth could not reach him. He did not dare appear in the court room this day, my friends, and my ticket was dismissed.
As I left the courtroom a free man, I took a long deep breath of the open air and looked around at the wide world. Being on the outside again, I have to tell you, it’s a rush.