My wife and I went to dinner Saturday night in downtown Hartford. We had a great meal, and contemplated the possibility of a stroll down the street for a nightcap. It was only 9:30.
And then we stepped outside.
There were flashing lights on the left of Main Street, and there were more on the right. Police were everywhere (which is a good thing, I suppose) tending to what appeared to be crimes of a minor nature. Still, not conducive to taking a walk on a nice night.
The valet parking attendant got our car, and we went home.
My wife was born and brought up in Hartford. I worked downtown for more than a dozen years.
So what must people who aren’t familiar with the city think?
What a shame.