Mid 1990's, I was still with the NYPD, I was working with the Bronx DA's office. I was on my way to work at Bronx Supreme Court, which, (if you ever see photos of old Yankee Stadium looking out from behind home plate), is the big office building in right-center. I used to go visit the office Burton Roberts, back then then the head judge in the Bronx. You could see from the batter's box to short CF from behind desk. Nice perk!

Anyway, if you are coming in from Westchester, to get on the Major Deegan you gotta come off the Bronx River Parkway and take the service road for 1/4 mile. Just before the Deegan entrance there is a light. There are 3 lanes. The left-most lane is clearly marked LEFT TURN ONLY, and makes you turn away from the Deegan entrance. You need to be in the middle or the right to access the Deegan. It is always backed up during the morning rush.

I am in the middle, waiting at the light, front of a long line of cars waiting to get on the Deegan. I notice a Mercedes Benz convertible pull up next to me in the left turn only lane. The top is down, behind the wheel is a well-dressed black guy. Light is red, the "LEFT TURN ONLY" green arrow comes on, the SOB ain't turning. He starts to inch up. Seen this game before. I dunno about other parts of the country, but in my part of town, we don't let that stuff fly. I start to inch further, signalling my "You aint getting in pal" intention. He lurches again. OK--raising the stakes. Time to roll turn the head and give him the bad news verbally. I prep the middle finger, get half the "F--k you, buddy" out of my mouth when I realize-----holy smokes it is REGGIE!!! He sees that I see, puts on a huge smile and goes---"Well, may I?" I say "Lucky it's you Reggie! Go ahead" He laughed, hit the gas and headed off to his desk job at the stadium.