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Steve:
As a "glorified traffic cop" and archaeologist at Fort Ross in the
mid-sixties I remember well that time I had to tell 100+half-stiff
Hell's Angels that they had to move along. I learned two things from my
survival that day: 1) I wasn't cut out to be a park ranger, and 2)
Somebody up there liked me - at least a little.
John
Stephen Austin wrote:
> --- Ned Heite <[log in to unmask]> wrote:
> > Are we going to have archaeology
> > contracts written
> > and supervised by park rangers who are nothing but
> > glorified traffic
> > cops,>>
>
> Ned - I realize you said this in 'jest' - but as one
> of those "glorified traffic cops" and also the CRM for
> several large operating projects - I am more than
> slightly offended. I bet you have never run up on a
> meth lab in the middle of the night four miles from
> the road and your vehicle... Bet you have never had
> to take guff off of someone who is doing a simple
> little bit of 'arryhead' collecting, someone who is
> likely to be carrying a gun, and is really pis...d
> about the citation you are going to write him that is
> going to cost him a couple hundred dollars for a $.50
> point he could have bought in a flea market. Why - if
> you weren't so far away - I'd have to hose you down
> with my pepper spray (now - I'm the one kidding!!).
>
> Stephen P. Austin
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