Walt, some of those guys I know. Most notably is Sgt. Wengert and his notorious radio lingo.
1. Radio send me a sand truck and post car to Marley Creek Bridge….”there’s ice and frozen water all over the bridge”. I got there and holy shit, Haul Mary x3, you’re right Sarge. I’ll wait for the truck. We were the only two cars in Marley. SMH
2.Sarge was tooling (driving real slow north on Ritchie near 16th Avenue. An emergency call went out further north. He never drove fast. A patrol unit passed him so fast…..it caused him to key his mic., Radio, “who was that car that just passed me”….long pause….Car 250….”I don’t know, I can’t see him from here”., we laughed till we were half nuts.
3. Then the time he kept calling himself…”250 to two fifty”…..after the third call, dispatch said sarge, you’re calling yourself. LMAO again.
He was a card. I went to his barber shop on Stewart Ave. but not while he was a barber. He sold to a Chinese couple. They still own it.
Charlie Schreiber was a great cop. Never worked wit him. But as a teenager, I went to a teen dance at the National Guard Armory on Dorsey Road. Me and some guys were on the back lot drinking beer. Holy shit Hail Maryx3, … He and Bob Tarik, working a detail, caught us. Shaking in our bell bottom pants, they made us dump the whole case. WHEW!! We had to buy more. Too funny.