Yesterday, in the middle of writing up an article, I noticed the sound of a plane flying dangerously low (or so I thought). A few nights ago, we saw a “Red Baron” like plane, and that is what I supposed it was. I was wrong.
After I got up to investigate because I still heard it and it was getting lounder like two minutes later, I realized that it was instead, a helicopter. Now, I live in a relatively quiet, suburban neighborhood in a really small community. Our cops drive through our neighborhood like every night a dozen times each. Why? Because there isn’t anything else to do. Yes, it’s just that small of a community, even though it is in a much larger community. Hard to explain.
So anyway, back to the annoying plane hovering around. So I check it out and it appears that they are searching for something. I see no cops, no nothing, but this really annoying, loud helicopter flying RIGHT above my house. I’m thinking fugitive, so I lock the back door. Freak much? Yeah, I know. I’m nuts. I go back to work.
Five minutes later, its still circling and I am getting no writing done. Mike gets up to see what the comotion is and as he’s going out the front door, I see a man cross behind our back window. Freaked me out! Turns out it was just our local undercover detective checking to see if we had a pool. Why?
Because apparently, some neighbors of ours, just down the street, have a disappearing three year old child. A boy. Wearing a black batman or black spiderman shirt. Mom couldn’t remember.
Within seconds of Detective Scared Me Half To Death, being in our yard, we see cops swarming everywhere. Plain clothes, uniformed, you name it. They were hopping over fences, spilling out between houses, and just generally running around panicked.
Turns out, the three year old was at some other neighbors house. Thank GOD!
Just one question? Didn’t anyone think to go door to door before calling out swarms of officers (all probably within a five to ten minute distance from where we are), a helicopter (probably could make it in less than 10 minutes) and the news crew?
Uhm…the news crew that’s station is 45 minutes away. Yeah. So in 45 minutes, nobody thought to go door to door? At least one cop didn’t think of this? *sigh*
Made me hug my kids tighter last night.
Well that is great that he was found – but kind of crazy for them not to check the neighbors house…
Of course that begs the question of how the boy got out of the house without being seen by his parents? Haven’t they ever heard of a top lock (the one you put on the very top of the door)…
It’s like that Supernanny where the mom never knew that her son ran out of the house played for an hour and then came back when he felt like it, lol…
Well, I’m glad you said it. I have been wondering the same thing ever since. My kids did not play outside along at three years old. Even when we did live in a super safe neighborhood.
I don’t get the whole thing, and although the news people were here, I saw absolutely NO coverage of it last night.