I was biking on the Eastside Esplanade yesterday at about 10:30pm. There were maybe two dozen cops standing around under I-5 just north of the Hawthorne Bridge. There wasn’t another soul in sight.

Being a police officer isn’t an easy job. It’s unknown what or whom one will face each day and how things might turn out. For one Virginia State Trooper, that meant leaving behind a cigar mid-chase to ...