After twenty-five years chasing the bad guys around the streets of Los Angeles, the author retired to chase his toddler around the house. Instead of dragging a war bag to the trunk of a police car, he started tossing a stroller and diaper bag into the back of his SUV for another “daddy and daughter adventure day.” Now with her PhD in engineering, his daughter works for a high-tech firm in California. And the aging street cop moved to the White Mountains of Arizona.