Dr. NoSleep

The article itself didn't say what kind of festivities these were, but it mentioned that the visit would be to encourage every American to participate as a source of civic and national pride.

Whether or not this was about America Needs You wasn't clear, as I could find nothing else regarding festivities around this time.

Throughout my entire two hours at the library, I had the feeling that the librarian was watching me.

It wasn't in that old, stereotypical old woman librarian watches you because she thinks you're being too loud.

It was more that she was keeping track of me.

looking at me when she thought I wasn't paying attention.

At one point, I think she was writing something down about me until I turned my head and she suddenly stopped what she was doing.

In an anticlimactic twist, however, nothing happened while I was there.

There were no men in black coming in to take me away.

The librarian didn't call up secret agents to arrest me, nothing like that.

It was on the way home that something happened.

I must have been speedy, or maybe I didn't use my turn signal when I made a left-hand turn.

I was about two miles from my house when I noticed the cop car behind me.

Either it didn't turn its sirens on right away, or I was too focused on whatever else to hear them, because I looked back in my rear view and saw a state trooper riding my bumper.

I pulled off to the shoulder and the trooper slows down, goes around me, and then parks directly in front.

He did it at an angle, close enough that if I were to move forward, I'd run into him instead of getting onto the road.

The cop gets out and I start getting my license and registration ready.

The trooper's badge seemed unusual.

Now, I'll admit that I didn't take too good a look at it, but even with just a quick glance, I could tell it wasn't an ordinary badge.

From what I could remember, it was silver and diamond shaped, the crest depicting two swords crossing each other with an American flag in the background.