Coming home today I passed the local PD. Raging microburst happening (wind, lightning, thunder,rain like a firehose) as these 2 young cops on their Harleys were coming out of the lot. As I let them in I noticed grins and a "Looks like rain, who cares" attitude. I rode along nice and dry, trying to imagine it. Wet kevlar front and back. Vision=0. Leather duty belt= soaked thoroughly. Leather knee-high boots full of water. Reason for no ponchos= 20 mins later sun is out and back to 90 degrees. Sure takes a certain kind to do it around here. I imagine right now about halfway through the shift they are either miserable or changed everything. The next 4 months will be brutal outside, I don't reckon they could pay large enough for me to do it, even if I was 35 years younger. What motivates someone to do it day after day, it sure ain't the money? Joe