Ahhhhh, daylia, from what you've reported, I think I understand why the cops were so friendly... Like thay had to breathe, too.
Reminds me of Lenny Lancaster's hippie wedding back in '70. Lenny was a big time dealer, who somehow never got caught, but not from lack of attention paid him by the vice squad. Well, the wedding was held at a farm just outside if Richmond on a Saturday night with rock bands and all. And, of course, the cops. Well, there was plenty of food with lots of *special* flavorin', if you catch my drift. Seems that the neighborly thing to do was to offer Lt. Higgins and his men some food, right? Last we saw of them, they had tried to back out of this long drive way and had their unmarked police car hopelessly stuck in a ditch...
Nevermind, and sorry for the drift, 'er flashback, 'er whatever. I think I got a contact buzz reading your last post...