Thursday, July 8, 2010

Nothing stays the same...well almost nothing

Made it back from the short trip up to Missouri. We made a side trip to Cahokia, where I grew up and graduated high school. I don't think I had been back to Cahokia in over 20 years. The town sure looks different. One thing I remember was the police patches. I remember this patch from the late 70s early 80s when we would get told to go home when it was getting close to curfew. An officer was nice enough to let me take a picture of his patch.

8 comments:

Olivier said...

cela fait toujours bizarre de revenir dans son ancienne villa natale, souvenirs souvenirs

B SQUARED said...

Our former homes always different and smaller than we remember them.

Kate said...

It is a distinctive, well-designed patch. Why, Jim, as a teen-ager you were wandering the streets late at night before curfew?! What a surprise!

Small City Scenes said...

Welcome home! To Terrell I mean. MB

SRQ said...

Oooh, insight into your teen years...prowling the streets of Cahokia near curfew. I bet this officer looked a lot younger than ones you saw in the late 70s. : )

Halcyon said...

Where is Cahokia? Is that in TX?

I guess you were out on the streets taking photos when you were a teen? ;)

brian stout said...

and he's got a Motorola radio =) they used to make pagers...

Linda said...

You were lucky to get this shot. In my experience police are not too happy to be photographed. Perhaps that's just Scottish police?

What is the curfew? Is it just for young people, or for everyone? We don't have curfews here, so excuse my question!