text: One evening back in the 1980s, I was walking up South Bragaw headed towards the old auction house on Mountain View Drive.  I did exactly that at the crosswalk next to the old Williwaw Elementary.  I thought the redneck who wound up stopping for the red light was going to shoot me or jump out of his truck and beat me down.  My point being, I learned that such tomfoolery may have unintended consequences and I shouldn't be so eager to continue such practices, especially considering that Anchorage was hardly as overrun with cops as compared with today.  Not that they would have really done anything one way or the other.