Saturday, July 24, 2010


Barry was my very first warrant arrest. No big, it was a summary traffic he decided to ignore and I as the new guy got stuck with it. Barry had a twin who managed to stay below the radar but from what I gathered was just as bad a Barry when it came to doing stupid stuff. Barry's Dad was a contractor and a mean drunk. He used come home and thump everyone when he had a few at the Moose. Barry's Mom was a semi-attractive woman who drove a bus for the School District. She paid the Warrant for Barry. Don't think she ever go the money back on that one. Barry was a Chip off the old block and took after Dad when it came to tuning up his significant other of the moment. I didn't have dealing with Barry too much after that as he lived in town. Danny was a Crime guy from headquarters and had Barry as a suspect in an Assault. He called me and asked me to meet him in town. When Danny pulled up, he had a witness from the assault in the car with him. Told me we were looking for Barry and did I know him. You Bet! Let's Go. Go to Barry's Pad and convince the Pit bull tied up at the bottom of the steps to go back inside his doghouse. go up and knock on the door with no response. I was all for booting the door but Danny said not to. When we had pulled up Danny had gone past the address and turned around and went nose to nose with my car. I was facing towards the river and Danny was facing up the hill. Just as we came around from the back of the house Barry drove past in an old Chevy sedan. He sees us coming and he jets. I get the Le mans start and haul up into the street. Barry's got a good head start on me but his car is a POS. He leads me on a merry chase up the river into the next town. Bails out of his car and takes off down an ally. Block and a half later he stops turns around and says "OK, I give up." Oh HELL NO. I just chased you seven miles and now you want to quit? As some are wont to say I was just warming to the party. Danny got turned around and headed up the river. He found us by the simple fact we were the only two cars sitting in the middle of the street, Mine with the lights and siren still going. That's a clue. I've been told. Just as Danny Pulls up, Barry comes sailin' over the hood of the State Car. Danny Looks out of the corner of his eye at the Witness in the passenger seat and all she said "I don't see nothin".

I do a special guest appearance back there as a Patrol Super seven years later. Barry is still being a Jerk. Ronnie had him for another domestic and he was giving Ronnie a hard time. I am on the way but haven't got there yet. Ronnie just told Barry to cool his jets as the corporal was on his way and wanted to talk to him. Barry Said "Yeah, Who's that?" "Big Daddie" Ronnie says "and he wants to talk to you." " Christ, he's back" Barry Said. I get there and Barry is "Yes Sir, No Sir". Guess he learned something all those years ago. He's still an asshole.

Friday, July 16, 2010

Open Carry

Throwing in my opin.

Here in PA it is LEGAL to Open Carry (OC). Don't mean its a good idea, just that it is legal to do so. Now just about everybody has weighed in on this. I don't have a whole lot to add but consider this. I was in Uniform for 22 years with State Cops. I wore a weapon everyday. I ALSO had it in a level three holster and had intermediate weapons at my disposal and a radio to ramp up the call if needed. Joe Citizen does not wear body armor, use a retention holster and carry a communications device and have access to back up 24/7. They are lucky if they keep their heads up and the threat radar on half the time.

Guys look. I am all for universal carry. I rather have you on my side then the other side. But I will say this. You never telegraph a punch, Give away an advantage or let the bad guy know who/what you are until you decide. To do so negates all of the benefits of carrying. Think about it. Now go shoot.

Sunday, July 4, 2010

Dos Gringos

Couple of Fighter Jocks who think they can sing. Not bad actually. If you are a pilot, you'll understand. If not, listen anyway. They're a hoot.

Friday, July 2, 2010


Back about 20 years ago, I was a medic in a coastal southern town. Hot as a bastard in the summer and chilly in the winter but the spring and fall were pretty good. Made about 700 bucks after taxes every two weeks and paid my bills and had a little left over. I was part of a great organization and it spoiled me as to some of the less then stellar outfits whom I have had to deal with in the ensuing years. We rolled down there. County had a EMS division as part of County Police, Catholic Hospital purchased a EMS outfit when Trauma Central bought out two organizations to start their EMS Division. I was part of Trauma Central. Worked with Rick and Hal, both of whom did the Flight Medic thing on their off shifts. Both Very good and tried pass that on to the rock breaker (Me). I worked with a very eclectic bunch of folks. Pretty good bunch but each with own way of doing things.
Worked with one of the brothers, one was a Nascar kinda guy and the other was a bit too cerebral but still a very good medic. I was working with Premed that shift and we got a call down into the Gardens. Bit of a rough place but not as bad as some in the downtown area. Delta was a pretty town on the surface but was in the top ten in the country for homicide. Trauma Central is/was a Level One Center and was profiled on one of the Reality shows here not too long ago. It was good for a reason, 4 Trauma Alerts going on simultaneously tends to bring out the best. Luke's Mom had bailed on a bad abusive relationship. She was staying in the Gardens with some friends until she got things sorted out. She didn't have much but she had Luke. Luke had the Croup and he wasn't sounding good. Mom called 911 and we picked up the call. Me and Premed walked in the door and I could hear the stridor walking in. Luke wouldn't tolerate a nasal so I got him on a simple mask. We didn't do field nebulizors at the time. Luke weighed all of twenty pounds. I scooped him up holding the mask, Mom had a lock on my arm that left fingerprints. Premed Carried the O2 cyl out to the truck. I held him on the short ride to the hospital and carried him through ER right in to Med/Obs. Handed him over and told Mom the ER Folks would take care of him. Got back out on the road. Came in about hour or two later. Luke was bouncing all over the ER. Ain't Epi grand? Ran into Mom month or two after that. She gotten a job at the hospital. Asked how Luke was doing. I don't remember names of the folks I took care of. Luke was the only one I ever remember by name. Twenty years ago.

Thursday, July 1, 2010

Mcdonald Vs Chicago

Judge Scalia is my Hero. I write with a blunt crayon. He scripts with a lazer scapel. I am not worthy. Glad he is on our side.