Archive for January, 2012

Boise Police department

Today my son home came home at lunch and came back into my office to tell me that there was a business card stuck on the front door for a Boise Police Department Property Crimes Detective. Last November (2011), right around my birthday, someone broke into my truck and took everything that wasn’t nailed down including my new carton of Marlboros. I was frustrated and disappointed to say the least. I am proud to live in the North End and like to believe that we all kinda watch out for each other. At the very least, I didn’t think that we stole from each other. It was probably the first time in 5 years that I had forgotten to lock my truck (in fact, I suspect I hit the ‘unlock’ button on my key fob, rather than ‘lock’). At any rate, I mourned the passing innocence of our community and the fading feeling of safety and security I had enjoyed here for so many years.

When I discovered that I had been the victim of apparent ‘jockey boxers’ – I let out a heavy sigh (they even took my owner’s manual!) and did what one is supposed to do in this situation: call the cops. Actually, I didn’t go inside and call the cops immediately, first I went on Facebook, found the Boise PD Facebook page and complained my heretofore safe and secure community. Whoever administers the page immediately replied that I should go their official website and fill out a police report. RRRRRiiiiggghhtt… that’ll be time well spent, I thought. Well…. it was.

The detective, as it turns out, found my stuff. Well – they found a lot of stuff and a number of people involved. Turns out I was actually robbed by a girl. I don’t know why that surprises me but it does. I think most if not all girls are law abiding, community building, nurturers – apparently not all of them are.

The few minutes it took for me to fill out online police report did not seem very effective at the time but once the ring was broken and the garages full of stolen items recovered – their was my little Garmin GPS, complete with the serial number I had so anally recorded when I bought it and included in my police report.

Garmin GPS

In the past I have often been heard lamenting the Boise Police Department (usually coinciding with a ticket of some sort being received) but from now on I will be telling this story, mainly because I am amazed. It’s like when someone actually finds a note in a bottle washed up shore or you clean out your winter coats and find a forgotten $20 bill – it was a wonderful unexpected surprise. Thank you Boise City Police.