Just Friday night Peter had an encounter with the police at a high school football game. He was playing on a designated hill where most of the children congregate during the game, conveniently located near the concession stand. About midway through the game, Peter comes to me sobbing and saying that he wants to kill the policeman who reprimanded him for throwing rocks and ordered him to find his parents since he wasn’t his “baby-sitter.” Every parent of a child on the spectrum knows that “shushing” your child during an emotional breakdown, while explaining their faulty reasoning, only escalates the child’s anger. Peter has a one-track mind and given the means to retaliate against the police, I believe he’d try. That scares me. I tried explaining to him that the police are our friends, but he wasn’t having any of it. I remember hearing a news story about a boy on the spectrum whose mother informed the entire police force in her town about her son’s diagnosis. While that may be reasonable in a small town, and wise in theory, I doubt that’s realistic in most metropolitan areas.