I met my very good friend Steve for dinner and a beer and afterwards we just went rambling around in his truck. We ended up “touring” the area of the city he covers as a city firefighter. I have to hand it to him; it has some real rough, scary parts. There were even makeshift shrines in the streets for people killed by drug related gun violence. I wanted to get some poignant photos of them but he refused to stop saying I would end up shot instead. As we headed home, we spotted this Raccoon, Procyon lotor, trying to get out of traffic.