Easter Nostalgia

Easter weekend of either my Junior or Senior year in high school is a memorable one to me. It is the first and only time I have been held at gunpoint, and thankfully by a cop. 

My brothers and I had gone over to Sergio's house for the day because fellow skater Cody in that neighborhood was getting rid of his ramps in the cal-de-sac that we would skate. We didn't want them to be scrapped so we took them to the most reasonable location available: the abandoned concrete factory across the street. 

We used Lydia's jeep to help move the ramps. The concrete factory across the street had a long and winding path leading up to the actual facility. I think we had to rest a few times getting the first ramp down there. Lydia stayed in the car near the intersection. We picked up our boards and headed back up to the car for the next load and as we come to the clearing we see two cop cars and two police with some rather large rifles. We were thinking, "Oh great, we're getting kicked out." but continued walking towards the cars. 

"Hands up!" said the cop as he pointed his rifle at me. I'm thinking, "Oh shit! That's a big gun." I wanted to ask him about it, but I didn't say anything. I dropped my board where I stood and put my hands in the air. Kevin, Steven, and Sergio followed. They asked us if we had anything in our pockets that they need to know about. Sergio told the cops he didn't know and proceeded to dig through his pockets. This angered the cops and caused them to shout at him. Lydia was near her car crying as they proceeded to search us. 

Long story short they asked us what we were doing back there and we told them. They told us they got a call from some neighbors that four large hispanic males were stealing from the warehouse, which is in fact the opposite. Sergio thought it was funny they sent two small white officers with big guns to take down the hispanics. Things can be like that sometimes. 

After the whole ordeal, we went back out front of Sergio's house and could not get our minds off what had just happened. It was very surreal, almost like a dream. We couldn't get our selves to skate anymore so I think we just went home. I think it was a Friday after school, not sure, but Easter was the following Sunday.