Letters: Two big police officers, one lost little girl

I was walking with my granddaughter on a recent Friday evening when a police vehicle pulled up. Two large and meticulously uniformed officers exited the vehicle along with a tiny girl wearing a white tutu. As if they stepped out of a Norman Rockwell illustration, one officer took the girl’s hand and continued down down the street while the other officer walked over to me. He asked if I knew the girl, whom they found wandering alone. “No one has reported her missing,” he said. “But she keeps pointing down this street.” He then drove the car down another block and then another while his partner caught up with the little girl in tow.

My granddaughter never took her eyes off the little girl even as the trio became a blur. Later, she breathlessly told her dad that policemen were helping the gi