Living as I do, along Nazareth's busy Main Street, I get hammered by parking tickets. Unlike responsible people, I almost always ignore them until a constable comes knocking. When I was younger, I'd jump out the window with a disguise, but Constable Smith always nailed me. These days, he just calls and tells me it's time.
Over the years, I got to Nazareth's magistrate, Elmo Frey, quite well. He would patiently listen to my entreaties, and always had this one word response - GUILTY. He's one of the best magistrates I've ever seen, a quiet guy with a great sense of humor and common sense. He was forced to retire last year, and his wisdom will be hard to duplicate.