I did live in California for awhile. My parents and sister came out to see me. I had a large camper on the back of Ol' Blue, so we decided to take a trip down the coast. It was Dad, Mom, Jean, Jon, Jessie, Joline, Deb and I. It was quite the truckful! The first night we got a place at a campground in Oceanside. It was really nice, it was right across from the beach. Oceanside is where the Big Marine base is. After we put everyone to bed, we went for a little walk in town and on the beach. Deb went to check on the kids, and I just laid there watching the tide rolling in. I might have fallen asleep, when all of the sudden someone kicked me in the back. I jumped up. It was a cop! He told me that I was under arrest. I thought he was kidding so we walked to his car. He told me that I was coming peacefully so he didn't need to use any handcuffs. I asked him if I could tell my family. We could see the camper from there. That was my first clue that he wasn't kidding.
So off we went to the city jail. They threw me into a padded holding cell. Before that they strip searched me in the hallway in front of an office with women in it. When I was bent over I looked between my legs and asked them, "Do you see anything you like?" I guess that was the wrong thing to say. After awhile when I was in the holding cell, a cop came in trying to be a big man, I guess. He wasn't nice. He came in quickly, and I jumped up fast and made a fist. Just as fast, I spread my fingers. He fumble for his night stick and I just stood there thinking he wouldn't do anything. I was a little wrong. He beat the shit out of me! I put my hands up over my head, and he still beat me! He split open my elbow and probably broke or chipped it. My shirt was covered in blood. the girl in the office thought that I should probaby go to the hospital, but they weren't up for that.
After awhile, they took me to the hospital. When I got there, a nurse told the cop that a woman got the shit knock out of her and was raped. They liked that so they went to see her. she was still unconscious. There was a
lot of ohhing and aweing as they inspected her. I was handcuffed to the chair. The Doctor finally came in, and was an asshole. He brushed my open elbow. Damn that hurt! He said I was fine.They decided it was time for me to go back to city jail. On the ride there, I let one go. It was rotton! They pulled over the car on the side of the road. The one cop told me that if I did it again, he would beat the shit out of me. So naturally, I let a bigger one go. He just went and left. He didn't do anything. City jail was like the Hilton compared to county jail. I was in a cell with at least twelve other people, mostly illegal immigrants and a few druggies. One guy in the corner had a business suit on. I guess he was traveling from San Diego to Los Angeles. He had only had one drink and was a little nervous. There wasn't any sink, or any bathroom. All they had was a toliet in the middle of the room. I wondered where I would be able to get a drihk after awhile. I saw a guy pick up a plastic jar just by the toliet, then used it to get a drink from it.
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