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November 3, 2017 Art Labrousse
Chapter Two
At Last a Full-time Police Officer
Sarge came
back out with my Training Manuel (issued by The Board on Police Standards and
Training) and a book of City Ordinances that we enforced.
It was
telling that he didn’t give me a traffic statute book...I got that from my
Training Officer who happened to be PFC John.
However,
John wasn’t on duty that night; it was a Thursday night/Friday morning and it
was John’s days off.
Sarge
assigned Norm to start my training. He
told him to have me ride until 0400 and then come in and learn how to work the
radio and teletype with Dorthea, Graveyard Matron.
When I first
came on the force we had three Matrons; one for each shift. They had a number of jobs in addition to
having to dispatch officers and respond to their needs, such as requests for
license information, warrant information, pulling over a violator, etc.
It was a
hectic job, in addition to listening and responding to the radio and doing their
assigned paperwork (each shift was different) they also had to greet anyone
coming into the office to meet with officers, file complaints or anything else
citizens may need to have addressed.
Then the
reason they were called Matrons; the City had a jail in the basement. While no one stayed downstairs with the
inmates, we did have an intercom system so the Matrons could listen to see if
there was any difficulty.
Day shift
was the worst, far more traffic in and out of the office – it also put officers
at risk in the field. The Day shift
Matron did the best she could, but there were times there were lapse and too
much time before she could respond to officers as they called on the radio.
The Matrons
had Saturday and Sunday’s off, except for Dorthea who had Sunday and Monday
off.
New officers
were expected to sit the desk, no matter the shift, when the Matron was
off. As officers gained more experience
and could work the street without close supervision the task might be taken by
an older officer; especially if they had paperwork that needed to be completed
and turned in.
Our shifts
were Graveyard 2330 until 0800, Day shift 0730 to 1600 and Swing 1600 to
2400.
We did not
have a roll call, like people see on television. We had the daily report that highlighted
activity for the day and we would review that – if necessary we would look at
individual cases. We also had teletypes
that we looked at to see if there was anything pertinent to our department and
finally we would talk to the officers on the outgoing shift to see if they had
anything in particular to tell us about.
Working the
desk was not a particularly ‘glamorous’ or interesting job. At first it did give me time to read up on
the laws, study the 10-code, and other things pertaining to our department.
The training
I received was pretty basic. I practiced
on the radio after Dorthea showed me how, I ran checks for car registrations and
to see if they were stolen, operator’s license checks, and checks to see if a
person was wanted or not.
Sarge had a
habit of coming into the station at 0400.
He would do some work around the office and then go down to Johnny’s café
to get breakfast for the inmates. When
he wasn’t working usually the junior officer (unless working the desk) would go
and get the food.
Inmates were
served at about 0600 hours and again at about 1600 hours, each time getting the
meals from Johnny’s.
The inmates
we had in our jail were arrested for municipal ordinance violations, most were
for disorderly conduct, drunk and disorderly, but a few would be charged with
traffic violations and minor assaults.
If it was a
felony we would take the inmate to the County Jail a couple of blocks up the
street.
Monday
through Friday one of the day shift officers – usually the junior officer – at
0800 would take the inmates up to Municipal Court where they would be
arraigned. He would then take them back
to the county jail or process them in the city jail.
On my first
day of work, after sitting with Dorthea and working for a couple of hours, the
Sarge came up and said, ‘let’s go have some coffee.’
We then went
to the Recreation café’ a block down the street and sat down and had
coffee. Sarge then started talking to me
about his philosophy and what he wanted on his shift.
In going
over the traffic bails I noted there were two violations of Reckless
Driving. One was just Reckless Driving
and the other was Reckless Driving with alcohol involved.
The second
charge was generated by Sarge. He said
he became tired of always being the bad guy and the judge being the good guy and
reducing DUII charges to reckless driving.
So, he
decided he would be the good guy and instead of arresting them for DUII he
arrested them for Reckless Driving, alcohol involved.
Sarge had
his own way of doing things. He told me
stories of his actions in law enforcement and some of the things he had
seen.
He had
worked Graveyard the entire time he was with The Dalles. He rarely saw the Chief or Asst Chief, he ran
the shift his way and no one challenged him on it.
He said that
he and his wife would walk somewhere downtown and she would see business people
she worked with at the bank, while he would see the hobos and drunks that he
worked with at night.
He had an
affinity for these people. Most of them
were harmless, and just couldn’t really survive in regular society.
Yes, they
were alcoholics and some of them could get a tad contrary at times; but most
actually respected the police and I think a lot of that was because of
Sarge.
One story I
won’t forget was the story about one of the guys, Tony, who was almost always
drunk.
There was a
large caterpillar on a railroad flat bed. The problem was no one knew how to operate it
and get it off the flat bed.
While there
several people trying to figure out what to do, Tony staggered up to the cat and
then climbed aboard. When the group saw
what he was doing they started to yell.
He didn’t
pay any attention, started the machine and drove it off the flat bed onto the
ramp and then onto the street.
You never
know where these guys come from, what they have done before they started getting
drunk on a regular basis and couldn’t be counted on for a regular job.
Each person
has a story and most of them are quite interesting if you listen.
It was
almost 0800 and end of shift when he said it was time to go back to the
office.
Before I
went home several of the officers on both shifts wanted to know what Sarge had
talked about. He had NEVER done that
before.
Sarge and I
got along fine, for the most part.
I had the
next night off and then came in and did my time on the desk, Sunday and
Monday.
One of the
problems with a ‘rookie’ riding the desk is that there is far more to it than
just sitting, answering the phone, dispatching and answering the radio.
Another
officer that was hired about the same time I was, was working Day shift; he was
sitting the desk.
An officer
ran a checks for registration and warrants on a Florida plate. The rookie typed the information into the
teletype and a few seconds later a teletype came through on a stolen
vehicle.
He radioed
to the officer that the car was stolen.
The officer headed after the car and coordinated with other officers on
how and where to make the stop.
When you
stop a stolen car, you never know who is in the car, what other crimes they
might have committed, if they are armed or not – so you take great care in
stopping the car.
It is call a
felony car stop. Normally at least two
cars will be used, one will pull over the car while the other places himself in
a position to cover, where depends on the road and lay of the land.
The officer
will not go to the car. He will stay
back and order the occupants, starting with the driver, to put their hands out
and slowly exit the car – the driver will be told to take the keys out of the
ignition and drop them outside the car.
This is an
intense situation, you have a stolen car and you don’t know what the occupants
are capable of – you have the occupants walk backward to the patrol car and then
kneel down with their hands behind their heads.
An officer
will come up and handcuff the person, bring them back where they can quickly
search them and place them in the patrol car.
This is
repeated until all the occupants are in custody. Then the officers make sure there isn’t
anyone else in the vehicle.
A successful
felony stop is made when no one is hurt and all are in custody.
Sounds good,
however, in this case, the officer told the rookie to contact the initiating
agency and let them know we had the car and the people; as the rookie reads the
teletype in its entirety he finds that it was a stolen vehicle report NOT that
this was a stolen vehicle.
The
occupants took it in good humor. They
asked to have a picture taken of them with the officer and they went on their
way.
What
happened was after the rookie entered the information of the Florida plate, a
report of a stolen vehicle came through right afterward – at the top of the
report was ‘STOLEN VEHICLE.’
It is very
doubtful this kind of thing happens today.
Almost all departments now have a communications center with trained
dispatchers. They have a long training
time with the agency and then spend several weeks at the training academy.
Things are
different today and they just keep improving.
That is a
good thing.
The next day
that Sarge and I worked together it was just him, me and Dorthea. Forth day on the job and I was told by Sarge
to take a car, patrol the hill area and stay out of trouble!
Then I found
the open door.
To be
continued:
Copyright
November 3, 2017 Art Labrousse
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1 Thessalonians
5:13-15 KJV “And to esteem them very highly in love for their work's sake.
And be at peace among yourselves.
14 Now we exhort you,
brethren, warn them that are unruly, comfort the feebleminded, support the weak,
be patient toward all men.
15 See that none render
evil for evil unto any man; but ever follow that which is good, both among
yourselves, and to all men.”
Kind of a job
description for Police Officers.
Later, Art
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