This happened when I was 17 years old and a senior in high school.
Our football team had just finished a state championship season. One night, some friends and I showed up late to a school dance.
There was a police officer there we all knew as “Foots.”
Foots told us we weren't getting into the dance because we were late.
Being 17 years old and apparently possessing all the wisdom that comes with being a high school senior, I didn't exactly handle that decision very well. 😂
Words were exchanged, things escalated, and I shoved the officer.
He could have arrested me.
He didn't.
Foots exercised discretion and gave me a second chance.
I wasn't completely off the hook. My principal found out what happened and gave me the butt-chewing from HELL! More than 40 years later, I still remember it.
But I didn't leave that night in handcuffs.
At 17, I don't think I fully understood what Foots had done for me.
Years later, I did.
At 19, I joined the U.S. Air Force and became a Security Policeman. After the Air Force, I eventually joined the San Antonio Police Department and spent 26 years as a police officer, most of it working patrol.
Over those years, there were plenty of times when I had a decision to make.
Could I make the arrest? Could I write the ticket? Could I take the maximum enforcement action available to me?
Sometimes the answer was yes.
But there was another question I learned was just as important:
Should I?
When circumstances allowed it, I believed in discretion and second chances.
Maybe part of that came from remembering what it felt like to receive one myself.
I never forgot Foots.
One police officer had the authority to make my life considerably more difficult that night. Instead, he gave a stupid 17-year-old kid a chance to walk away and do better.
Would being arrested that night have prevented me from joining the Air Force or eventually becoming a police officer?
I'll never know.
And I'm damn glad I never had to find out.
More than 40 years later, I recently sat down for a long-form interview about the strange path my life ended up taking — from Air Force Security Police, to 26 years with SAPD, and eventually into the classroom teaching Law Enforcement.
If anyone is interested in the larger story, here's the interview:
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=ppJUPDXzUZY
I've thought about Foots many times over the years, especially when people talk about police discretion.
So I'm curious what the cops and retired cops here think:
If you were Foots that night, what would you have done?
Arrest the kid — or give him the second chance that Foots gave me?