“Finally, he sent his son to them thinking, ‘They will respect my son.'” Mt 21:37
My mom has been a Special Police Officer in my hometown for over forty years. From time to time, she had to participate in target practice and serve on matron duty when a female was taken into custody. Mostly, she directed traffic for the schools, and still does so today.
As a senior in high school, I was pulled over for speeding on the way to our rival’s school to toilet paper the place before the big Thanksgiving game. You can bet I mentioned my mother’s name as soon as I could, hoping to get special treatment. Sure enough, I got just a tap on the wrist and a quick lecture to slow down.