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Post by oldtimer on Aug 4, 2013 14:16:47 GMT -5
Almost 24 hours since last post, maybe this will perk things up a bit a little humor a little pathos.....This occurred during my years as a Detective...We had a new Police Comm...He was a large man who bristled with New York Athority where he had recently retired from...A new man who I was breaking in as a detective answered the phone. I heard him say ''Yes Sir''....He told me the Comm. said ''Tell Perrotti I want to see him immediately'' He also said to me ''What the hell did you do now''..I was surprised because I did not think he knew me by name as yet............I walked down the hall to his office. He said to me ''Perrotti, the Dept. Comm. gave me your name and told me you could handle this for me. Go down to the Apt. on Pelham and see if you can straighten this guy out. He is retired NYC CITY Detective that used to work for me. He does not like me.. He has already called the Mayor, City Mgr. and the Assistant DA. His car was vandalized and he is busting chops......................I went down to the Apt. which was on the 5th floor. A tall raw boned man about 60 answered. I knew he made us as his first words were ''What the Hell do you guys want''. I told him the Comm. sent us. With that his face flustered, he raised his arm and said ''Tell that fat bastard to go to hell'' That was is last words on earth as he fell into my arms... I eased him over to the couch and did what I could for him while my partner called for the Fire Dept. and Ambulance, but he was gone as I suspected. I found his Docter's name and phone number on a pill bottle. Called and told him what had transpired. He was not surprised, told me that he had a severe heart condition and he was a time bomb. He would sign the Death Certificate. The Coroner gave permission to remove body to a funeral parlor of family's choice........Back at Headquarters I went into see the Comm.......''How did you make out'' he asked...I could not resist ''You told me to straighten him out and I did, He is dead''. He looked up at me and to my surprise gave a little smile and a nod as I fully explained.. I was tempted, but did not give dead mans last words....
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Post by sharkey on Aug 4, 2013 15:34:24 GMT -5
Great story OT, keep them coming !!
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Post by chelseadal on Aug 4, 2013 17:15:07 GMT -5
Great story OT, keep them coming !! +1 Loved it
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Post by qs on Aug 5, 2013 10:36:58 GMT -5
Detective Perrotti always came through! Loved it!
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Post by tootie223 on Aug 6, 2013 8:10:30 GMT -5
Oh gosh, this is why I LOVE this Board. Hoops talk you can get anywhere, but OT's stories are priceless - and those are just the ones he can tell in public. Imagine the stories that he can't tell
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Post by IONA86 on Aug 6, 2013 12:18:58 GMT -5
Very funny!!!
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Post by ic59 on Aug 6, 2013 12:52:12 GMT -5
A great one, from a great one.
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Post by gregcrow on Aug 6, 2013 21:36:33 GMT -5
Friggin hilarious. Thanks Detective OT!
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Post by oldtimer on Aug 10, 2013 16:58:22 GMT -5
Enough with trivial animosities...Time for another oldtimers tale...The war was in its last year. We invaded the Island of Okinawa. It was a long and narrow island just a little smaller then Long Island, fairly modern with population just short of 1 million. The sea and air battle was furious, but the landing was lightly opposed. We captured Yontan Airport and cut the island in half on the first day... We then proceeded south. The opposition got increasingly heavy, the weather was cold as the Monsoon season neared, It rained quite heavily. Walking in the mud soaked fields was nearly impossible. Looking around for shelter, we noticed many caves in the nearby hillsides..........We decided to use one of them to spend the night. We climbed and entered the cave. To our surprise, it was clean and tidy but filled with 4 foot clay jugs...Each jug had Japanese writing on the outside. They were filled with human bones, with a skull on top.....As we needed room, we dragged a few outside...In the process, a few rolled down the hill and crashed on the rocks below....We made a fire, dried ourselves cleaned our weapons, posted look outs and spent a fairly restful night.......The next morning the weather was a little better...About noontime we observed 4 jeeps working their way up the muddy road...As they got closer we saw that one was occupied by 2 Army Colonel's and 2 M.P's. The second by 4 uniformed members of the Clergy. The next two by several Okinawian dignitaries top hat and coat tails and camera men.....One of the Colonel's jumped out and bellowed at 2 our Lieuts.........''You are all under Court Martial for desecrating a Sacred Japanese gravesite''. He kept it up for half hour, then ordered us to pick up the scattered bones and broken jugs...He had photo's taken, and advised that we would be officially charged as soon as the Island was secured.......The next day we continued our advance and the carnage ahead...Before we reached the southern shore, 115,000 enemy troops, 125,000 Civilians and aprox. 45,000 Americans lay dead....Another few hundred died as they jumped off the cliffs at islands end to the rocky shore below....Over the next few years I often thought of the incident and the humiliation of the Colonel's scolding.................................Post Script..............As more years went by at a Memorial Golf Tournament, after dinner and tales a elderly lifetime ARMY Capt...cornered me and said ''TOM...Did you ever entertain the thought that it was only a charade put on by that Army Colonel for the benefit of the Japanese and civilians''....He was a wise old Capt...What ever the truth, the STATUTE OF LIMITATIONS on war crimes has run out.......
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Post by qs on Aug 11, 2013 12:01:16 GMT -5
Another classic!
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