Pain and immobility dissolved by forgiveness

I was a police officer for 30 years until I retired in 2006. The culture of my department in the early years of my career was that humor was of the “anything goes” variety; it was never malicious, just considered good-natured.

One day in 1984, before the shift started, several of us were engaging in this bantering, when I dropped a particularly biting zinger on one of the guys, which included racial language, in response to an equally off-color remark he had just made. Much to my surprise, he became incensed and actually acted as if he wanted to fight me.

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