He was gone a few minutes, then suddenly he shined a light in my window and tapped. I rolled down the window, and he asked if I was Sharon Parker (which I was, before marrying John). My husband said, “No, she’s Sharon Cole!” The officer said he needed to see my drivers license because he had a warrant for the arrest of Sharon Parker. I was a little shook up! I asked what the warrant was for, and he said forgery. A warrant for forgery? Can’t be for this grandma! I’ve never forged anything in my life, not even a sick note in school. He looked at my birthday on my license, and decided that it was not me. Apparently the warrant was for someone else’s grandma, because she is nine years older than me. Whewww.
So I told my sister about this when I got home, and she called me jailhouse grandma! Can you believe that? What if I had not taken my purse with me? I don’t look good in stripes!
