Stealing from the Police department

When I was about 14 I was an extremely wild child. I would literally stay out for 3 days and nights at a time running the streets of Dallas, Tx.

Didn't take long for my folks to have enough of this so in their parental wisdom they decided that we should move away from the city, and go to the Ozark mountains in rural Arkansas.

Talk about a fish out of water. Suddenly I found myself surrounded by hillbilly's. The real deal, including missing teeth and bare feet. I hated it so I decided to run away.
When the school bus dropped me off at the school one morning I simply walked to the highway and begin hitch hiking, trying to get back to Dallas and my friends.

After getting a few rides I found myself on foot in a town called Marshall Arkansas. I had to take a leak so I went inside a building to find a restroom. As I was entering the restroom, I heard some lady's speaking to one another about going to lunch from an office directly across from the john. When I came back out I had noticed that office was empty but a purse sit on a desk. I quickly went through it and found 11 bucks. This was back in the mid 70's and 11 bucks was not a bad chunk of change.

After I left the building and was walking away, I turned back to see if I was being followed and notice the large sign in front of the building I had just left. It read, "Searcy County Sheriffs Office." I had just robbed a police station.

I ended up in a Little Rock, Arkansas juvenile after getting picked up as a run away. My parents came to get me, and lucky for me we all moved back to the D/FW area less than a year later.

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