One hot humid evening, here at N 16 th Street, I had just taken a cold shower to cool off. I was in my bedroom drying off and having a conversation with my nine year-old daughter. We were discussing the weather and how tempting it is to sleep naked. I stated that for safety reasons it’s wiser to have clothes on in case of a fire or emergency. Little Lissy loves to play jokes and tell fibs to trick me and gets a huge kick out of it. As I was drying myself, she yells, from the top of her lungs, ” Mom, there’s someone behind you in the window!” I sarcastically replied, ” Yeah, m-m-m- h-m-m-m.” She yelled even louder, ” Mom I’m serious, there’s someone behind you and they have a flashlight on you!” I truly stood there and said, ” OK who ever is behind me and looking can look at and kiss my Greek-Italian-Puerto Rican booty!” Two seconds later I hear this powerful voice behind a speaker demanding, ‘ Put your hands up and come to the front door!” I almost urined on myself! I dropped my towel as I quickly put my hands up. My daughter had to hold the towel around me. When I opened the front door, there were five male and one female police officers. They actually had a warrant for some guy named Randy Michell. I had no clue who on earth that was so they just apologized and asked that I call them If I saw this guy around. As they left and walked to their car, I peeked through the window and over heard the female cop jokingly saying, ” Well you saw the moon but not the stars.” They were all laughing.