Also, I am now thinking, I should not discount all of the good police officers that I knew personally as a grade schooler. Those guys always took time to come to school, gently scare us with statistics, listen to us being broken records... all while maintaining a friendly but official fatherly facade. Officer Friendly (apparently his real name) was a real peach. And that guy with a mustache and a less memorable name was always special to me as well. I never became a druggie, possibly because of them.