Halloween Brush With the Law

Okay, let me start by saying it wasn’t my fault.  No, honestly, it wasn’t.

I  was in college, and my roommate and I needed to decorate our room for Halloween.  Not like everyone else.   In a unique way.  And a stroll down State Street gave me the perfect idea.  In front of an army recruiting station was a huge “Uncle Sam Wants You!” sign.  We could borrow it and set it up in such a way that Uncle Sam pointed right to our room.  How cool would that be?

usam2That was one huge sign, so we went back to school to find someone with a bigger car trunk.  Since it was dinner time, we waited until after we ate.  Then we had to find an available (and willing) car-with-driver.  That took more time than we expected. So did Heather, who stopped by with a box of cookies. It was almost  9:00 o’clock when we finally got back to the recruiting station.  Bummer!  The office closed at 6:00.  The good news was that it would be closed for the  next two days.  Which meant they wouldn’t be needing the sign.  Which meant good ol’ Uncle Sam surely wouldn’t mind if we borrowed it.  So the three of us–roommate, car driver, and I–grabbed hold and pulled.

Who knew it was solid metal?  And chained down?  And weighed something like a ton?  But we were young and determined. We got Uncle Sam loose, and almost to the car, when three police cars screeched up to us.  We thought they were nice guys who wanted to help us. We were wrong.

We explained our situation, and how much we would appreciate Uncle Sam pointing to our dorm room.  This was well before 9/11 and the resulting zero tolerance for shenanigans, so the police drove off to look for worse criminals.  Which meant we were left to get that ton of steel into the car alone.  I’m proud to say, we did it.

I’m glad to report our room decoration was a resounding success.   And, yes, we did get Sam back home–at 3:00 a.m., when we were certain no one would be around. We made it back with two smashed toes, a badly bruised hand, and a dorm mate with a large car who never spoke to us again.

But it was worth it.

“Mistakes are part of the dues one pays for a full life.”

~Sophia Loren~


About kaystrom

Kay Marshall Strom, who am I? Well, I’m a traveler, a railer against social injustice, a passionate citizen of the world. I’m a follower of Jesus Christ. I’m a 21st century abolitionist who speaks out against slavery of all kinds. I am a beach walker and a gardener and the off-key singer of songs. I’m a wife, a mother, a sister, a daughter, a friend. Most people, though, know me as a writer and a speaker. So here is a bit more about that part of my life: Of my 43 published books, seventeen have been translated into foreign languages, and two have been optioned for movies. My writing credits include magazine articles, books for children, short stories, television scripts and two prize-winning screenplays. I love to write, and speak, about topics close to my heart. I speak at seminars, retreats, writer’s conferences, and special events throughout the country. And because I enjoy travel, I even speak on cruise ships. Because I don’t see how a writer can really reflect another people and land without spending time there, I’ve been trekking through India, China, Indonesia, Cambodia, Nepal, Sudan, Senegal, Morocco, Tunisia, and Egypt, Japan and South Korea, tape recorder and camera in hand, to gather stories from the world-wide family of God. Thanks to my “virtual friendship” with John Newton, 17th century slave ship captain turned preacher, I traveled through Ireland. In West Africa I toured an old slave fortress off the coast and saw a tiny set of baby manacles bolted to the wall. I was struck dumb. From that horror came a story question, and from that question, my foray into fiction: The Grace in Africa trilogy. Come join me as I travel and rail against injustice. Maybe you will choose to be a 21st century abolitionist too.
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2 Responses to Halloween Brush With the Law

  1. Jean Stewart says:

    Haha! Fun and funny.

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