
{"id":426,"date":"2007-06-14T07:37:13","date_gmt":"2007-06-14T15:37:13","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.carrborocitizen.com\/main\/2007\/06\/14\/riding-into-retirement\/"},"modified":"2007-06-14T11:08:12","modified_gmt":"2007-06-14T19:08:12","slug":"riding-into-retirement","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.ibiblio.org\/carrborocitizen\/main\/2007\/06\/14\/riding-into-retirement\/","title":{"rendered":"Riding into retirement"},"content":{"rendered":"<p><strong>After 32 years on the Carrboro beat, Officer Bob hits the road<\/strong><\/p>\n<p><em>By Taylor Sisk<br \/>\nStaff Writer<\/em><\/p>\n<p>While Officer Bob Murdaugh says he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s the only person of his acquaintance who\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s ever been bounced from the Boot Hill Saloon during Daytona Beach\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s annual Bike Week, certainly it must have happened to many hundreds of other individuals. Regardless, the image of Officer Bob being bounced, in Daytona Beach or otherwise, is entirely discordant with the image of Officer Bob that\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s been forged in the minds of so manyCarrboro residents in the course of his some 32 years of service, and is no way to begin to tell his story.<\/p>\n<p>Very recently retired from the Carrboro Police Department (May 31 was his official final sign-off), Murdaugh is looking tanned and rested as he enjoys a late-morning breakfast on the patio at Breadmen\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s. He\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s been spending a lot of time aboard his trusty BMW, and, already well out of regs, is eight days into a burgeoning white beard.<\/p>\n<p>He\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s here to talk, in his words, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153facts, fables and philosophy,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d and in the course of an extended conversation, each is well represented.<\/p>\n<p>Back to the bouncing later.<\/p>\n<p><strong>The making of an officer<\/strong><br \/>\n\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Somehow,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Bob Murdaugh recollects, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I was made a member of the safety patrol at Hope Valley Elementary School. So I was in uniform and in law enforcement early on.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153But I never really aspired to be a police officer. It just sort of worked out that way.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<br \/>\nMurdaugh graduated from Durham\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s Jordan High School in 1970 and headed off to become a \u00e2\u20ac\u0153two-time Duke University freshman.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153There was a period of time when I was between semesters at Duke University, and I was in dire need of a job. A friend from high school asked me if I wanted his stepfather to find me a job. He was in the administration at Duke University. And I said, `Sure; I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll take anything.\u00e2\u20ac\u2122<!--more--><br \/>\n\u00e2\u20ac\u0153So I was told to go see `Chris\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 at building 10 on campus. Chris turned out to be a retired FBI agent who was then the director of the campus police. He brought me into the office and told me that I was going to sit in this one chair and answer the phone and tell all his officers where to go &#8211; I was to be a dispatcher.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I said, `Well, I did say I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d take anything.\u00e2\u20ac\u2122<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153That day was one of the more stressful days of my young life. I remember every time the phone rang it was some new crisis and I had no idea what to do about it. I thought the day would never end.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<br \/>\nBut young Bob Murdaugh was the curious sort &#8211; and retains to this day a profound and searching interest in human nature &#8211; and that, more than anything, charted his destiny.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Police officers have a tendency to embellish on their stories,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Murdaugh says, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153and I was a curious young man. So I would ask them to tell me about what happened after I had sent them to a given crisis.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153And to hear them speak, there would be naked women, people with knives and guns, and all sorts of wild things going on. But it all seemed to be over in about five minutes. I was dying to know how this occurred, and I figured the only way to really find out was to become a police officer myself.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>He became an officer on the Duke campus force while living with a friend from high school in Carrboro. Murdaugh tended to keep odd hours (as he still does today) and got to know all the Carrboro cops on a first-name basis.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d ride with them at night \u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 So when I decided to become a real police officer, I decided to do it here.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<br \/>\nMid-70s Carrboro was, of course, a decidedly different place from what we see today.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153They rolled up the sidewalks pretty well at around 11:00,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Murdaugh recalls. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153There was nothing much open after 11:00.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d For a late-night bite to eat, the cops would head over to the old Golden West Steakhouse down at Estes and Franklin, where the Chamber of Commerce now sits.<\/p>\n<p>Carrboro crime in those days of yore was, says Murdaugh, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153mostly disputes between people who knew one another.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p><strong>The making of Officer Bob<\/strong><br \/>\nIt\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s been remarked more than once over the years that Officer Bob Murdaugh seemed to go about his business as if he understood himself to be a peace officer employed in the field of law enforcement. He takes pride in that. It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s always been by design:<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153When I first became an officer at Duke University, I was shocked at the difference in the way people received me. I didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t think that I had changed, but wearing the uniform caused people to receive me very differently. Uniforms were not well thought of or welcomed on university campuses in the early `70s; the Viet Nam War was still going on.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153But I was offended. I thought wearing the uniform should indicate that I was a good guy, and that it was a perfect excuse to crank up a conversation about nothing in particular without creating concerns.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I set about to do that,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d and in the wake of such conversations, he says, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I could see a kind of look in their eyes as I walked away, like, `Well, that wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t particularly unpleasant. What just happened there?\u00e2\u20ac\u2122<br \/>\n\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I enjoyed doing that.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>Taking a similar approach into situations of conflict or potential conflict: \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I found I had pretty good success. I would consider who was involved in the situation and go in as probably more of a mediator than an enforcer &#8211; doing what I had to do in the long run, but trying to convince people that I wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t doing it just to get my jollies &#8211; and truly, I wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Carrboro is a small enough town that I knew early on that I was going to be seeing a lot of the same people over and over again, and why go out of my way to make them angry, just to make the next contact that much more difficult.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know that I could have been the officer that I was in a larger area.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>Somewhere along the way, he was dubbed, by a Breadmen\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s waitress, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Officer Bob.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153At first I was kind of resistant to the `Officer Bob\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 \u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 but it seemed to work pretty well.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<br \/>\nWhile negotiation has always been Officer Bob\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s preferred modus operandi, there is, he explains \u00e2\u20ac\u0153always Plan B.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Which essentially boils down to this: \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Dazzle them with b.s. till the cavalry arrives.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153My motto was, `Misery loves company.\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 If it was going to be miserable, I was going to wait for the company to get there, if I could, before I chose to act. It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s very easy to have people accept doing something for me when there are a couple of large, big guys standing behind me.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d He says that there\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s generally an option preferable to going to jail, and that most would-be lawbreakers are aware of this. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I tried to allow people to take that opportunity without losing face.\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6 That seemed to work well.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>His voice &#8211; a distinctive baritone, pitched to the particulars of the moment, obliquely authoritative and somewhat soothing &#8211; certainly must have helped<\/p>\n<p>He allows as how, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I got bruised or scuffed a time or two &#8211; very rarely though, really. The one most recent, this one young guy mopped up the whole front of the Food Lion with me. But I was able to hang on till the cavalry got there, and he was collected up. He was a felon who had been forging stolen checks all over town and\u00e2\u20ac\u009d &#8211; and what follows is some classic Officer Bobspeak, ever diplomatic &#8211; \u00e2\u20ac\u0153he was rather desperate not to be apprehended at that particular point in time.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p><strong>Police officer, human<\/strong><br \/>\nBob Murdaugh has, over the years, often been seen out and about in and around Carrboro in the capacity of a regular citizen.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I never saw any real good reason that police officers shouldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t be seen as human. I felt like it was an asset that we be seen as human, and just doing a job.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I never tried to say that I was perfect, and I understood that most people aren\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t perfect. We tended to meet officially on those days when somebody wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t being perfect &#8211; when they were being more human than law-abiding.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Going out when off duty gave him an opportunity to spend a little unofficial time with the masses. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I tried to set a good example when I was off duty, and the majority of the time I think I did.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Being approachable caused any number of people to ask me questions and sometimes give me information that was beneficial to me as a police officer. There were any number of people who were in a bit of a bind and would stop and visit with me to find out how much trouble they were in, how serious was it, what would be the best course of action. I would never promise what might occur in court or something like that, but I would tell them how things usually worked.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>Providing information was a habit of Officer Bob\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s on duty as well:<br \/>\n\u00e2\u20ac\u0153One of the things that I would do with my prisoners during an arrest process would be to keep them informed of what the process was about to be. Some of them were very practiced in this and had no particular need of new knowledge. But particularly when someone is suddenly having their life flashed before their eyes, being arrested for the first time, risking all sorts of things, just knowing how this is going to proceed in advance is a comforting thing, I think.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p><strong>Facts, fables and philosophy<\/strong><br \/>\nHere\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s the thing: Though Officer Bob said at the top of this story that, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I never really aspired to be a police officer,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d and that, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153It just sort of worked out that way\u00e2\u20ac\u009d &#8211; don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t buy a bit of it.<\/p>\n<p>For, as he himself readily admits, through the general course of Officer Bob\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s adult life (and, who knows, perhaps even at Hope Valley Elementary), if something crazy was going to happen, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I was somewhere nearby. And it got to the point where if something did happen and I wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t around, people would say, `Where were you?\u00e2\u20ac\u2122\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>Over the years, the off-duty Officer Bob has seemed to find himself in at least as many hairy situations as his on-duty counterpart. Go figure why.<\/p>\n<p>There\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s the story that involves a chainsaw in a well-established Chapel Hill bar. (Bob\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s pretty sure that firing up a chainsaw in a public place can be \u00e2\u20ac\u0153construed as going armed to the terror of the people.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d) There are stories from the Sturgis rally in South Dakota and another in Flagstaff. In each case, Bob traverses unharmed &#8211; and, in most cases, moderates.<\/p>\n<p>Except for the Boot Hill incident.<br \/>\n\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I actually am the only guy I know of who got kicked out of the Boot Hill Saloon on Main Street, Daytona Beach, Bike Week,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Officer Bob says with, yes, some pride.<\/p>\n<p>Here\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s how it went down:<br \/>\n\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Apparently as I was making my way through the crowded bar, this woman &#8211; well, somebody pinched her on the butt just as I was passing by, and she turned around and knocked my hat off, thinking it was me. I swear it wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>Long story short, the woman pointed Bob out to her boyfriend, words were had &#8211; the boyfriend \u00e2\u20ac\u0153making a lot of noise\u00e2\u20ac\u009d &#8211; off-duty Bob finishing his beer. So here comes the bouncer, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153and I figure here comes justice.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153And I found out what bouncing is all about. I got wrapped up and bounced out the door\u00e2\u20ac\u009d &#8211; Bob here pantomimes traveling bouncy, bouncy, across the bouncer\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s hip and forthwith out the door &#8211; ejected.<br \/>\nThe epilogue is that Bob slides back into the bar through a side door, and resumes his evening unchallenged.<\/p>\n<p><strong>A gradual process<\/strong><br \/>\n\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Situational thinking,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d says Officer Bob Murdaugh, is what\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s gotten him through the years. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I guess I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122m a bit more of a social worker than most police officers\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6. I tried to tailor my approach to the individuals involved and the given situations, as opposed to a standard approach for all situations.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<br \/>\nIt\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s not for everybody, he allows; and it don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t come easy.<\/p>\n<p>Officer Bob tells this story:<br \/>\n\u00e2\u20ac\u0153There was a new officer who saw me interact with a drunk person and reported it to my supervisor as being unsafe, not good police procedure.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153This person was particularly drunk &#8211; I couldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t decide when I first saw him if he was falling down or trying to get back up. He was leaning on a shopping cart for support. I helped him over to a bench and we sat down together to talk about what might be best for him in this circumstance.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153The other officer came by as my backup and he saw the two of us sitting there together, and this fellow was sitting on my right, and that was the side I had my firearm on, and this officer thought that it was unsafe that we would be sitting so close together.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153What he didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know though was that this particular drunk guy had spent many hours drinking coffee with me at various places around town. I would see him frequently, we were on a first-name basis, and when I first walked up he looked up and saw that it was me and said, `Oh; Bob.\u00e2\u20ac\u2122 He was happy to see me. But he didn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t look like a lot of other people in town. He was scruffy, he had long hair, he had a beard, he looked like a cross between a biker and an old hippy; he was an element that was sort of foreign to this young officer.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<br \/>\nOfficer Bob explained the situation to his supervisor, who knew the person, knew they had a good relationship.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153But he said, `What you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve got to watch out for, Bob, is doing things to let these new officers think they can do it too the first time. They don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t see the time you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve invested and the relationships you\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve built. You have to let them know that this takes work, it\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s not automatic.\u00e2\u20ac\u2122<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I hadn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t considered that; I really hadn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153This has been a very gradual process over the years &#8211; relationships that I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve developed with the good, the bad and the ugly\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6. I took a lot of pride in being able to walk into an anxious situation and have it immediately calm down. I very much preferred that it calm down.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>He\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s done it in Spanish as well &#8211; though he admits that despite several Spanish I classes in high school and college, he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s far from fluent. But: \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I couldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t imagine being a police officer [in this community] and not speaking any Spanish. It was a big help. Even if I couldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t do it all myself, I could usually ask, in Spanish, `Do you know someone who speaks Spanish and English?\u00e2\u20ac\u2122<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153It seemed that the members of the Hispanic community, when I did speak some Spanish, became less fearful of the police.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>So here\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s the deal, as Officer Bob sees it: \u00e2\u20ac\u0153Carrboro really is a friendly town, and it seems to welcome everybody. It\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s amazing how many different kinds of people we have that seem to get along together &#8211; and I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ve seen this remarked about by visitors to the area.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>He tells of working a gay pride parade, a day in which he was free to stop and visit and talk with people.<br \/>\n\u00e2\u20ac\u0153There were some lesbians from Texas &#8211; I think the Houston area &#8211; who had stopped prior to the parade at a convenient store, and they had seen some Hispanics get out of a car, and they saw some blacks get out of another car, and saw some skinhead-looking white guys get out of another car. And their hearts immediately sank, and stomachs fell, and they thought they were about to be in the middle of one hell of a rumble.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153And they were totally amazed when these people went about their business, ignored each other, and got back in their cars and left without any sort of incident. That just wouldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t have happened where they were from.<\/p>\n<p>We take so much of this for granted; this has been the norm \u00e2\u20ac\u00a6<br \/>\n\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I have to be careful when I go to other places, that I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t think it will be that way there.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p><strong>A man and his moto-bega<\/strong><br \/>\nOfficer Bob will remain a reserve officer. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I told them I would come back for command performances and guest appearances, maintaining my certification.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153Come the Christmas Parade, I hope to give Santa Claus a run for his money,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d he says, stroking the makings of that beard. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t know if they\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re going to make me shave for being in the public eye. We\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll see\u00e2\u20ac\u00a6.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<br \/>\nIf he gets bored, he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll find something else to do. He\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s only yet 54.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t have a wife to beg permission from, and I don\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t have any kids to grubstake in life. So as long as I go broke the day I die, I think I\u00e2\u20ac\u2122ll be all right.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>He\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s off again on the bike tomorrow for a rally in the mountains. \u00e2\u20ac\u0153I have a little pop-up camper that I haul behind my motorcycle, and when I hitch the two together I refer to it as my moto-bega.<\/p>\n<p><strong>Shaking on it<\/strong><br \/>\nSo who does Officer Bob admire?<br \/>\n\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I admire so many people who keep doing what needs to be done, in spite of what would appear to be a sort of never-ending situation where not much seems to be getting accomplished. The people both in public service and in private who maintain their good attitudes and keep doing vital jobs. The rest of the world seems to take those people a bit for granted sometimes, but it needs doing.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>As a peace officer for the town of Carrboro, North Carolina Bob Murdaugh says he learned this:<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153I learned that there was some good in everybody. I met very few people who were truly all bad.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<br \/>\nHe learned that \u00e2\u20ac\u0153if you could appeal to the good in somebody, and ask them to bring it out, let it out, and to do the right thing &#8211; and [convey to them] that you expected them to do better, that you knew that they could &#8211; oftentimes they would.<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153You could get on my [explicative] list, but it wasn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t like you couldn\u00e2\u20ac\u2122t work your way off. It was very few people who were truly on my [explicative] list, and nobody wanted to be there.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>He describes the \u00e2\u20ac\u0153handshake situations,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d in which he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122d ask an individual who might otherwise be offered accommodations for the night courtesy of the town to promise to do better, and to give him a shake on it.<br \/>\nThat done, \u00e2\u20ac\u0153The officers and I would leave, and the other officers would say, `Oh, we\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re coming back; I know we\u00e2\u20ac\u2122re coming back.\u00e2\u20ac\u2122<\/p>\n<p>\u00e2\u20ac\u0153But invariably, to this day,\u00e2\u20ac\u009d Officer Bob says, no one has reneged on the handshake- \u00e2\u20ac\u0153at least through the end of my shift.\u00e2\u20ac\u009d<\/p>\n<p>And what more, really, could be asked?<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>After 32 years on the Carrboro beat, Officer Bob hits the road By Taylor Sisk Staff Writer While Officer Bob Murdaugh says he\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s the only person of his acquaintance who\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s ever been bounced from the Boot Hill Saloon during Daytona Beach\u00e2\u20ac\u2122s annual Bike Week, certainly it must have happened to many hundreds of other individuals&#8230;.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":12,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[9],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-426","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-features"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ibiblio.org\/carrborocitizen\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/426","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ibiblio.org\/carrborocitizen\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ibiblio.org\/carrborocitizen\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ibiblio.org\/carrborocitizen\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/12"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ibiblio.org\/carrborocitizen\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=426"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/www.ibiblio.org\/carrborocitizen\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/426\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.ibiblio.org\/carrborocitizen\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=426"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ibiblio.org\/carrborocitizen\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=426"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.ibiblio.org\/carrborocitizen\/main\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=426"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}