My guest blogger today is Policeman Michael from Make Way for Ducklings. Everyone knows about his actions that one spring day. But he has a few things to clear up.
I’ve never been asked to be on one of these bloggers before. So I appreciate the invitation.
First off, I only play a small part in that story. And I still say I did the same thing anyone else would. I’m not a hero. Just doing my job. Sometimes I’m asked not so nice, didn’t you have anything better to do? Like stopping the guy who broke my car window and took my laptop on Charles Street? I remind all you e-readers that the occurrences in that book took place in 1941! There were no laptops to steal. It was a different time. It wasn’t all rush, rush, rush. The world war was building and people needed to understand that the little things were still important.
Also, I would like to clarify: Only three times did I stop mid-day traffic. By far the most celebrated was when I did so for those ducks. But I also stopped traffic for a crazed squirrel and one additional time for a couple from Topeka. They were really lost. Thought they were in Philadelphia. And I really need to give a nod to Clancy. He sent a car that day and I always appreciated him doing that.He wasn’t the most easy going guy, but working at headquarters wasn’t an easy going job. Still isn’t I suppose.
Now it’s back to my favorite chair beside the pool. Florida is lovely this time of year, as long as you can escape into air conditioning! Thanks for letting me talk to your readers today. You do have readers right? I mean, how do you even know? Oh well, these computers are all a mess to me. But my granddaughter bought me an iPad, now that I love.
Michael
With thanks to Robert McCloskey. Make Way For Ducklings is still one of my favorites. The copy I have was given to me in 1973 for my birthday (the writing is still on the inside flap). And here it is, still on my shelf all these years later.
Great guest blog. Next, maybe you could contact the Wild Thing who looks like a rooster. They only let him on a couple of pages. He doesn’t really seem that wild. He didn’t even stick around till the end. I’ve always wondered what he was doing, hanging out with that gang.
That’s a great idea. I wouldn’t mind interviewing Harold of the Purple Crayon either. The other one I thought about was the Pokey Little Puppy. Keep an eye on the blog. Who knows who will be next.