Almost Arrested!!! Because of a Painting Class?

In 1995, I took a painting class at UNCW because it was the last art class I needed to graduate. By the end of the semester, I had a stack of paintings—and I had no idea they were about to get me into a very strange encounter with the police. On the drive home from Wilmington to Roanoke, my wife and I stopped in Raleigh to spend the night with my sister-in-law. The next morning, we discovered we couldn't get out the front door. So we did what any reasonable people would do... We climbed out a bedroom window. That's when a police officer showed up. He was angry. I couldn't figure out why. And as I tried to explain what was happening, I honestly started wondering if this situation was about to get a whole lot worse. It turns out someone had seen the paintings, luggage, and a window screen outside the house—and called the police. This is the story of how a college painting class, a locked door, and a Nissan pickup turned into one of the strangest mornings I can remember. #SoWhatsDrewUpTo #RetirementStories #Storytime #FunnyStory #Painting