Man Gets Stopped By Police And His Facebook Post About The Treatment He Received Goes Viral

A man named Steven Hildreth Jr. was pulled over by a Tucson Police officer because of a broken headlight. But as it turned out, the officer had questions. He wanted to know if Steven had any weapons, to which he said yes. He explained that he had a gun but had a permit for carrying one.

Then the officer asked for the man’s licence and registration. As he had them in his right pocket, the officer had to disarm him so that he could reach his wallet.

Steven shared the rest of the story on his Facebook page and it quickly went viral with more than 600,000 shares.

“So, I’m driving to my office to turn in my weekly paperwork. A headlight is out. I see a Tucson Police Department squad vehicle turn around and follow me. I’m already preparing for the stop.

“The lights go on and I pull over. The officer asks me how I’m doing, and then asks if I have any weapons.”

“Yes, sir. I’m a concealed carry permit holder and my weapon is located on my right hip. My wallet is in my back-right pocket.”

“The officer explains for his safety and mine, he needs to disarm me for the stop. I understand, and I unlock the vehicle. I explain that I’m running a 7TS ALS holster but from the angle, the second officer can’t unholster it. Lead officer asks me to step out, and I do so slowly. Officer relieves me of my Glock and compliments the X300U I’m running on it. He also sees my military ID and I tell him I’m with the National Guard.

“Lead officer points out my registration card is out of date but he knows my registration is up to date. He goes back to run my license. I know he’s got me on at least two infractions. I’m thinking of how to pay them.

“Officers return with my Glock in an evidence back, locked and cleared.”

“Because you were cool with us and didn’t give us grief, I’m just going to leave it at a verbal warning. Get that headlight fixed as soon as possible.”

I smile. “Thank you, sir.”

“I’m a black man wearing a hoodie and strapped. According to certain social movements, I shouldn’t be alive right now because the police are allegedly out to kill minorities.

“Maybe…just maybe…that notion is bunk.

Maybe if you treat police officers with respect, they will do the same to you.
Police officers are people, too. By far and large, most are good people and they’re not out to get you.

“I’d like to thank those two officers and TPD in general for another professional contact.”

“We talk so much about the bad apples who shouldn’t be wearing a badge. I’d like to spread the word about an example of men who earned their badges and exemplify what that badge stands for.

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