In the 1970s, driving out the canyon before cell phones, before the toll toad and before traffic, I got a flat tire in my VW Bug. To my amazement, a Laguna Beach motor officer stopped and changed my tire. I was forever grateful.
Forty years later, last week while sitting in traffic on Laguna Canyon Raod, I saw one of our Laguna Beach motor officers pushing Daisy in her wheel chair (until they passed all the bumps in the side walk) motor helmet and all.
Now that is service with a smile.