Stranger Fear: Is It Unfounded?

Watched ‘Blackish‘ a new ABC series last night where the episode focused on the father character, a hip and attractive Andre “Dre” Johnson, (played by Anthony Anderson,) tries to impress his nonchalant son Andre Johnson, Jr., (played by Marcus Scribner), on the significance of Martin Luther King Jr., holiday and in general on being, well, blackish.

He goes about trying to prove what he thinks is a blatantly racist world we live in. He provokes every situation they encounter loudly AND obnoxiously.

Fast forward to tonight’s sunset. It was a clear sky with a gradient hue developing as the sun made its way to the horizon. The last few days cold made today feel like spring, even though 31 degrees is still cool. After sitting indoors all day till 5:30 I was compelled to pull over on the approach ramp to 691 East. There’s a full view of Hubbard Mountain, and it appeared purplish as that sun was saying farewell. I set the hazard lights to flash and tucked the car inside the white line next to a metal divider separating me from a deep ravine to the right.

With the set to ISO to 12800 I leaned into the steering wheel for a 1/50 second exposure at f8. If the viewfinder where a canvas I’d be painting in orange and near-to-black colors.

IMG_6503I was so absorbed in what I saw through the viewfinder I didn’t notice a car had pulled behind me. A blue light flickered from inside the car and thinking it had to be a police vehicle, I got scared nonetheless as the officer approached my window. He asked if everything was ok and it was, but I couldn’t help but to blurt out, “You scared me for a minute!”

Why would I be scared? For not knowing what to expect? I wasn’t completely sure if this person was a cop, with nothing to identify the car as such, only a hint from its interior blinking light.  I feared it wasn’t a cop and why would anyone pull behind me and approach? I thought what profiling must feel like in that moment.

He was actually a young officer, perhaps four or five years older than my own son. He had a flashlight in hand, more like a small penlight, not unlike something I just purchased for my son so he could find his way around. Glad the officer didn’t use it … that would’ve felt weird him peering inside my car.  I said I’m taking photographs of the sunset, and wondered if he thought I was a loony! He smiled and said I’m fine to stay where I was, he was only checking.

Imagine if instead of an on ramp in a busy area of Meriden, CT,  I was in Fargo with no street lights? Too many movies and real life events of late that gets my imagination active.

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