In the words of Guy Noir, “It was a dark night in a city that knows how to keep its secrets…”
Adam and I had gone to bed. Adam was reading. I was just drifting off to sleep when we heard angry shouting from outside, unusual for our normally quiet neighborhood. I remarked that I felt like I was back at our Kentucky house. Adam peered outside but didn’t see anything and the shouting stopped so I went to sleep and Adam continued to read. Around midnight Adam woke me up to say someone was knocking on the door and he was going to see who it was. Before he was up the steps the doorbell rang and there was another knock. Adam flipped on the outside light only to be told with some urgency to turn the light out and before we knew it an armed police officer was standing in our foyer telling Adam he needed to get us out.
I am still not entirely sure what the situation was, but apparently one of the neighbors was having some kind of issue and was sitting in his house with a rifle. They were evacuating all the houses that were in the line of fire. We dragged the boys out of bed and put on shoes telling them we were going for a bus ride on the Metro which was waiting at the end of the street. We slipped out the access door of the garage on the back side of the house. I was a bit startled to meet two more armed officers as we went out the door. We were escorted behind the houses down the street by an officer with her rifle in hand and joined our other neighbors on the Metro bus waiting at the end of the street. Isaac wanted to know why you need a gun to drive a bus.
Once all the houses at risk were emptied, with no near end in sight, they bused us to the Waite Park Police Department which I think all of us agreed is in need of an emergency supply of blankets, snacks, and drinks. We passed the time playing games, playing with the exercise equipment, and watching the Disney channel. Adam, as usual, had the foresight to bring a book which he read snatches of here and there when children allowed until he got too sleepy. Finally around 5:00 we were told we could go home and were bused back to the neighborhood. At home we ate a bit of breakfast and went to bed. Thankfully the boys seemed unruffled by the situation and besides the wait on the bus being boring, they enjoyed their first bus ride.