A police officer forced my 72-year-old husband to lie face-down on scorching asphalt all because his exhaust was too loud
The cop made my 72-year-old husband lay face-down on the asphalt in 97-degree heat, his arthritic knees grinding against the burning pavement while four squad cars blocked traffic for what they called a “routine stop.” Twenty-three minutes Harold spent there, his gray beard pressed to the road, hands cuffed behind his back as passing motorists … Read more