Newsreel Narrator: "Here we see Sgt. Mullin of the Quincy Police waiting for a call. Yeah, Sgt. Mullin has been on the job quite awhile and started before telephones were even in use. You'll have to forgive him for being a little confused." Or..... "Remember kids, cell phone use while driving is ILLEGAL. If you want to make a call, pull over to the side of the road like Sgt. Mullin of the Quincy Police has, and keep everyone safe." or..... from speaker: "...and don't forget the milk this time, you forgot it last time and the poor cat had to starve. And remember to pick my mother up at the hair salon. She's due to spend a few days with us while her house is being fumagated. I told her you'd fix her breakfast tomorrow. Did you take my laundry to the cleaners like I told you to? Well? Oh, your brother was by this morning, when is that bum going to get a job? And further more......"
Quincy PD - 1975 Not sure what's going on here, other than changing a tire, but I remember the "Scout Jeeps" shown in the picture. They were issued to officers who normally walked a foot beat (there were TONS of walking beats in the 60's-70's) to give them greater mobility. They had all the amenities of a hockey penalty box, but extended the range of a walking officer quite a bit, even with a 50mph top speed. Sector cruisers were still police-package sedans.
1991 - Capitol Police (RIP), MSP, RMV Police (RIP) and unknown. Governor Bill Weld greets members of various MA PD's.
A little further down the South Shore, Plymouth has quite a few historic photos posted on the PD's website: http://plymouthpolice.com/coppermine/thumbnails.php?album=9 Apparently they still busted chops 72 years ago, from a 1940 Association yearbook: Can you spot the Masscops member in the photo from this 1990 range qual? I betcha he can... For you canine guys... Caption: "Ptl. Donald Ward w/ K-9 Rommel circa 1973" Woof.
I can't get MY dog to drink from the doggie bubblah at Stoddard Neck and this guy gets his to drink from a PEOPLE bubblah? WTF? My dog would make a lousy police dog unless we were hunting fugitive rabbits.
I could see the Capitol with the Mets and maybe the Registry with the State, but I drew the line there. Too bad MY influence was ignored, as usual. I tell ya, if the people running this country would only listen to ME...... I just like to think all the radio issues were finally solved. Who else here remembers that oh so brief period where there were some ALL WHITE MSP cruisers???
Obie, that link was amazing. I couldn't get over how many photos there were. Someone is doing a nice job keeping the history of the department going.
That merger was such a shit show. The badge bunnies were quite confused for the next few years. Never understood why so many Troopers had the initials RT.
Per the back side of the photo on ebay: Howie Croxton (MCP), William Cederquist (MSP) Gary Cedarquist (RMV) (they are brothers)and Joe Scuziano (MDC)
January 1965 (my mother was pregnant with me at the time) - Quincy PD Patrolmen Daniel Lyon (L) and John Mulligan (R) at the scene of a bank robbery where $100,000 was stolen. Mulligan retired as a lieutenant before I got on, but I met him at several social events over the years....those who worked for him raved about him.
The major difference between a "LEADER" and a "BOSS". Anyone can be a boss and are either soon forgotten or forever hated. Only leaders are remembered fondly and celebrated. I can think of two people at my job who will be forever hated long after they leave (if that ever happens). I recall a friend of mine getting on a job southwest of Boston. One of his first nights on, his training officer took him to the cemetary where the former chief was buried. The exited the car, approached the grave and the TO SPIT right on the grave. "That's what I think of HIM!" He then went on to tell the guy how lucky he was to have missed that chief's admin.
"You locked the keys in the car again, didn't you?" "Uh, yeah, kinda, BUT, it's snowing and I....ah shit." Sorry Bruce, I HAD to. You don't understand these urges inside of me......
I once locked the keys in the cruiser (before they were keyed alike) with the engine running and a prisoner in the back.
No prisoner, but yeah, I did it too. I was on an alarm call. Had just cleared and the alarm came in again. The shift was essentially over so to say the least, I was NOT a happy camper. I got out of the car, threw the door shut (not a slam for a change) and stormed towards the building, keys in hand, ah, but NOT the cruiser keys which I suddenly realized about 10 steps from the car. I had to wait for the DAY shift to bring a spare set down because for reasons unknown, we've NEVER had all the cars keyed the same!
Before ours were keyed alike (one of the best things we ever did), it sucked when you got home (it seemed like it was always after a last half) and the phone rang, with the desk sergeant asking if you took the cruiser key home. You had to go back to the station, which really sucked, as you had to be back in for a first half in less than 8 hours (first/last schedule). Now, I carry 2 cruiser keys...one for the ignition, and the other is on a ring with my entry fob, a long handcuff key, and the key to the gates at Faxon Park. Once I turn on the cruiser, I leave it running....when I get out, I engage the gearshift lock and lock the doors with the engine running.
OMG, I can't believe I did not recognize Joe Scunziano. He was my platoon Sgt. for a time and then my First Sgt. Good guy. He had been promoted out of my unit but made sure to be at the airport when we shipped out for Bosnia.
Nope, it's Fidel allright, and I wonder what the dear leader would think about one of his idols smoking around American youth? Or any of the other Libs for that matter!
