Very busy day but nothing to write about. Worked an accident, answered a few alarm calls and helped a PTSD guy who took a little more medication then he should have. Pretty much a good day now off for 2 days.
10-7 EOT
Tuesday, November 3, 2015
11/02/15 10-11 by CAD
Ok so after a 3 day break its back to the grind.
Mondays are usually slow but you never know. The shift was going good until we got a call for a 7 year old who ran out of school and took off into the woods surrounding the school with some of the school staff trying to follow him and catch him.
Well they had no luck so they called us and when we get there we set up a perimeter and try and track this kid down. Oh did I mention that this is the same kid that we chased for about an hour abut 3 months ago when he ran from his house in an apartment complex surrounded by woods.....seems he likes running around in the woods.
Ok so after a few minutes we get word that he is down in the local community recreation center climbing on the slide for the pool, we get there and sure enough he up about 15 feet in the air hanging onto the slide.
A couple of officers climb over the fence and start to talk to him but as they do he slides farther away from them so we couldn't grab him. After about 10 minutes we coax him down and drive him back to school. Happy ending right? Well no because I stepped in a mud hole up to my ankle and now I have mud all over my pants and I have a couple of more hours left in my shift so its back to the precinct to wash up a little.
All in all a good day with nothing else to write about. Maybe tomorrow.
10-7 EOT
Mondays are usually slow but you never know. The shift was going good until we got a call for a 7 year old who ran out of school and took off into the woods surrounding the school with some of the school staff trying to follow him and catch him.
Well they had no luck so they called us and when we get there we set up a perimeter and try and track this kid down. Oh did I mention that this is the same kid that we chased for about an hour abut 3 months ago when he ran from his house in an apartment complex surrounded by woods.....seems he likes running around in the woods.
Ok so after a few minutes we get word that he is down in the local community recreation center climbing on the slide for the pool, we get there and sure enough he up about 15 feet in the air hanging onto the slide.
A couple of officers climb over the fence and start to talk to him but as they do he slides farther away from them so we couldn't grab him. After about 10 minutes we coax him down and drive him back to school. Happy ending right? Well no because I stepped in a mud hole up to my ankle and now I have mud all over my pants and I have a couple of more hours left in my shift so its back to the precinct to wash up a little.
All in all a good day with nothing else to write about. Maybe tomorrow.
10-7 EOT
Friday, October 30, 2015
10/29/15 10-11 by CAD
So I'm back after not writing for a long time. I had some pretty interesting shifts lately so I decided to get this blog going again.
The other day I got a message to meet a local MDA (Muscular Dystrophy Association) rep at a firehouse in my sector. When I got there she gave me an awesome t-shirt to thank me for helping the firemen of that particular station collect the most donations citywide. I will wear that t-shirt with pride.
Nobody likes a DOA call and for us it's all part of the job and we have to do it. Well yesterday we got hit with 2 of them pretty much back to back.
We get a call from a friend of this man who hasn't taken to him in about a month and is worried that he might be down inside of his house so he calls us. He explains that the guy is a big time alcoholic and doesn't have any contact with his family. The log officer gets there at the same time as the fire department and as I pull up they find a back door which is unlocked and as they open the door there is a pretty good sized German Sheppard standing guard, an older dog mind you but semi-aggressive non the less. Well they make entry and manage to scare the door into a back bedroom where they shut the door. As I walk up to the rear door I hear a Lt. say "yep here he is" and then all the firemen and ambulance personell come hustling out the back door and when they pass me the not so pleasant odor of death dances across my nose. Now I just came from eating Moe's for lunch and after inhaling that unmistakeable odor I immediately felt sick, but it didn't end there......the other officer there said the dog started to eat the DOA and chewed down to his shin bone. That was enough for me........I'm outta there.
On my way back to the precinct I stopped by the 2nd DOA and this one was a pretty routine suicide where a guy was about to be evicted sot himself in the head.
I ended my shift on a sad note because 2 people died with nobody to care about them.
Make sure you tell your family and loved ones that they matter and that you care for them and that when they get down in the dumps to call someone and talk.
10-7 EOT
The other day I got a message to meet a local MDA (Muscular Dystrophy Association) rep at a firehouse in my sector. When I got there she gave me an awesome t-shirt to thank me for helping the firemen of that particular station collect the most donations citywide. I will wear that t-shirt with pride.
Nobody likes a DOA call and for us it's all part of the job and we have to do it. Well yesterday we got hit with 2 of them pretty much back to back.
We get a call from a friend of this man who hasn't taken to him in about a month and is worried that he might be down inside of his house so he calls us. He explains that the guy is a big time alcoholic and doesn't have any contact with his family. The log officer gets there at the same time as the fire department and as I pull up they find a back door which is unlocked and as they open the door there is a pretty good sized German Sheppard standing guard, an older dog mind you but semi-aggressive non the less. Well they make entry and manage to scare the door into a back bedroom where they shut the door. As I walk up to the rear door I hear a Lt. say "yep here he is" and then all the firemen and ambulance personell come hustling out the back door and when they pass me the not so pleasant odor of death dances across my nose. Now I just came from eating Moe's for lunch and after inhaling that unmistakeable odor I immediately felt sick, but it didn't end there......the other officer there said the dog started to eat the DOA and chewed down to his shin bone. That was enough for me........I'm outta there.
On my way back to the precinct I stopped by the 2nd DOA and this one was a pretty routine suicide where a guy was about to be evicted sot himself in the head.
I ended my shift on a sad note because 2 people died with nobody to care about them.
Make sure you tell your family and loved ones that they matter and that you care for them and that when they get down in the dumps to call someone and talk.
10-7 EOT
Friday, October 11, 2013
10/11/2013 10-11 by CAD
Third day of rain here in the RVA on a three squad day so it shouldn't be busy right? A couple of sick outs and 2 officers assigned to a warrant sweep made for a thin crew.
Got my vehicle and the computer would not cooperate so I had to go see the computer guru who managed to get it up and running so I'm back in the game. Dropped off the Precinct's radar forks to Special Operations to get re-calibrated and hit the Wawa for my Gatorade.
At about 0930 I get a call to assist the citizen................
OK so I get there and they direct me to the side of the house to an area of dirt, bushes and some small trees and I can see a few small holes where they had been digging trying to get him out. They told me that the cat went into one of the holes about 6PM last night and they feel that it is stuck somewhere under ground. After a few minutes I head what I believed to be a muffled meow and it sounds like the cat is right where we are standing but under ground. I grab a shovel and start digging and as I'm digging I keep hearing the "meow" but now it sounds like it is in a different place so I figure the cat is moving under ground so we stop and start digging in another spot where we think it's coming from but we are having no luck.
After about an hour and a half of digging holes I sadly told the lady that I could do no more and that she might want to call a landscaping company who may have better tools that just shovels and excavate to the side and then dig parallel to the ground to hit the tunnel that the cat is in.
Now I'm all muddy and head over to the firehouse to clean up and run into 2 Lieutenants that I know and I ask them if they have access to a thermal imaging device and would they mind trying to help me out. Without hesitation they both grabbed some gear and followed me back to the house. Sad to say the thermal imaging device was not helpful since it would not penetrate the dirt so it was decided to start digging again. All three of us went at it full bore and as we dug we could hear the cat's "meow" which gave us more determinitation to keep digging because now we have a lot invested in this cat so we hammered on. We call in an Engine Company for some more man power and we dug. We dug a hole big enough to bury a car in and kept hearing the "meow's" but we had no luck finding him.
So now we are over 3 hours into the dig and still kept hearing sporadic "meow's" so we kept digging. At this point a plumber showed up with a pipe camera and as he was gettinig ready to insert it into one of the smaller holes we heard the cat again and at this exact moment someone looked up and spotted the cat in a tree right 50 feet above where we were digging.........................."you gotta be fucking kidding me" was all I could say and I believe that everybody there was thinking the same thing.
We stopped and laughed and just stood there and looked up at the cat who was probably up there laughing at us but I didn't care because the cat was alright. One of the firemen said "did you ever see a cat skeleton in a tree?" "No because he will eventually come down"
With that we all shuffled back to our cars and left. I had to go back to the firehouse and get cleaned again and spend the rest of the shift with semi muddy shoes and pants but I felt good.
I'm going to stop by tomorrow and check on them and see if the cat climbed down, maybe I'll take a picture with him if he lets me.
All in all a good shift
Got my vehicle and the computer would not cooperate so I had to go see the computer guru who managed to get it up and running so I'm back in the game. Dropped off the Precinct's radar forks to Special Operations to get re-calibrated and hit the Wawa for my Gatorade.
At about 0930 I get a call to assist the citizen................
After about an hour and a half of digging holes I sadly told the lady that I could do no more and that she might want to call a landscaping company who may have better tools that just shovels and excavate to the side and then dig parallel to the ground to hit the tunnel that the cat is in.
Now I'm all muddy and head over to the firehouse to clean up and run into 2 Lieutenants that I know and I ask them if they have access to a thermal imaging device and would they mind trying to help me out. Without hesitation they both grabbed some gear and followed me back to the house. Sad to say the thermal imaging device was not helpful since it would not penetrate the dirt so it was decided to start digging again. All three of us went at it full bore and as we dug we could hear the cat's "meow" which gave us more determinitation to keep digging because now we have a lot invested in this cat so we hammered on. We call in an Engine Company for some more man power and we dug. We dug a hole big enough to bury a car in and kept hearing the "meow's" but we had no luck finding him.
So now we are over 3 hours into the dig and still kept hearing sporadic "meow's" so we kept digging. At this point a plumber showed up with a pipe camera and as he was gettinig ready to insert it into one of the smaller holes we heard the cat again and at this exact moment someone looked up and spotted the cat in a tree right 50 feet above where we were digging.........................."you gotta be fucking kidding me" was all I could say and I believe that everybody there was thinking the same thing.
We stopped and laughed and just stood there and looked up at the cat who was probably up there laughing at us but I didn't care because the cat was alright. One of the firemen said "did you ever see a cat skeleton in a tree?" "No because he will eventually come down"
With that we all shuffled back to our cars and left. I had to go back to the firehouse and get cleaned again and spend the rest of the shift with semi muddy shoes and pants but I felt good.
I'm going to stop by tomorrow and check on them and see if the cat climbed down, maybe I'll take a picture with him if he lets me.
All in all a good shift
Sunday, September 8, 2013
9/6/2013 10-11 by CAD
Sorry for the late post on this but I was tired on Friday and really didn't get a chance to get some time on my computer until now so here is my stupid story of the day for Friday 9/6/2013.
Things were going good the shift started out ok and I had Circuit Court at 0900 in which the Commonwealth and defense made a deal on the case I was there for so I didn't have to spend too much time sitting around doing nothing.
Not much going on after that until I get dispatched to a hit and run call to the local mall parking lot. The notes in the call stated that the complainant's vehicle was struck by a Grey BMW 545 which left the scene and made the complainant's air bag deploy on his parked vehicle.
So I get there and find the complainant's vehicle and there is no one there so I just sit there for a minute and run the tag to get the owners information which comes back to a couple in the 60's. After about a minute the complainant comes running towards me and in a frantic state starts telling me that someone has hit his car and took off. I talk to him for a bit and he finally tells me that it is his girlfriends car (I already knew it wasn't his since he wasn't 60 years old). He told me that he parked it right where it is and started to walk into the mall to get his girlfriend who was getting done work and as he was walking he heard a "bang" and he turned around and saw the Beamer driving away very fast after smashing into the drivers side of the car. I asked him what the driver looked like and he really couldn't tell me so I said was he white or black and he said "mixed" I said "come again" and he said he was black and white so I said could he have been a light skinned black male and he said "yea". Ok now were getting somewhere. I checked the air bag and its still hot and I could smell the chemical odor so I figured he's telling the truth but I'm not 100 % sure it happened the way he said it did because the damage is not consistent with his story. The car is parked perfectly in the parking spot and would have moved significantly if it was struck as hard as it would have been to cause that much damage.
I start to look closer at the damage and I can see what I believe to be concrete dust on the fender as well as a big scuff on the tire. I cannot see any grey paint transfer on the car that would have been left by the striking vehicle. I then look at him and say something doesn't add up here, there is no paint transfer and it looks to me like you hit a concrete pole or something similar and as I said that I turned to my right and saw a light pole in the parking lot that had a concrete base so I go over to it and say "something like this" and point to it and as I am walking towards it I can see blue paint on the concrete light pole base (his car is blue by the way) and a big rubber mark along with several scrapes that are pretty consistent with the marks on his car. I turned to him and looked him straight in the eyes and say "do you think that if I measure those scuff marks on your car that they will match perfectly to the ones on that pole" he says "I didn't hit that pole some BMW hit my car" so I said "I'm not doing any hit and run report, you better man the fuck up and own this because if you don't I'm going to lock you up for filing a false police report". At this point he lowered his head, pulled out his phone and called a friend and said that he needed a tow truck. I bid him a good day and rolled out.
Moral of the story.....if your going to try and scam the police on a phony hit and run, don't park your car right next to the pole you hit.
10-7 EOT
Things were going good the shift started out ok and I had Circuit Court at 0900 in which the Commonwealth and defense made a deal on the case I was there for so I didn't have to spend too much time sitting around doing nothing.
Not much going on after that until I get dispatched to a hit and run call to the local mall parking lot. The notes in the call stated that the complainant's vehicle was struck by a Grey BMW 545 which left the scene and made the complainant's air bag deploy on his parked vehicle.
So I get there and find the complainant's vehicle and there is no one there so I just sit there for a minute and run the tag to get the owners information which comes back to a couple in the 60's. After about a minute the complainant comes running towards me and in a frantic state starts telling me that someone has hit his car and took off. I talk to him for a bit and he finally tells me that it is his girlfriends car (I already knew it wasn't his since he wasn't 60 years old). He told me that he parked it right where it is and started to walk into the mall to get his girlfriend who was getting done work and as he was walking he heard a "bang" and he turned around and saw the Beamer driving away very fast after smashing into the drivers side of the car. I asked him what the driver looked like and he really couldn't tell me so I said was he white or black and he said "mixed" I said "come again" and he said he was black and white so I said could he have been a light skinned black male and he said "yea". Ok now were getting somewhere. I checked the air bag and its still hot and I could smell the chemical odor so I figured he's telling the truth but I'm not 100 % sure it happened the way he said it did because the damage is not consistent with his story. The car is parked perfectly in the parking spot and would have moved significantly if it was struck as hard as it would have been to cause that much damage.
I start to look closer at the damage and I can see what I believe to be concrete dust on the fender as well as a big scuff on the tire. I cannot see any grey paint transfer on the car that would have been left by the striking vehicle. I then look at him and say something doesn't add up here, there is no paint transfer and it looks to me like you hit a concrete pole or something similar and as I said that I turned to my right and saw a light pole in the parking lot that had a concrete base so I go over to it and say "something like this" and point to it and as I am walking towards it I can see blue paint on the concrete light pole base (his car is blue by the way) and a big rubber mark along with several scrapes that are pretty consistent with the marks on his car. I turned to him and looked him straight in the eyes and say "do you think that if I measure those scuff marks on your car that they will match perfectly to the ones on that pole" he says "I didn't hit that pole some BMW hit my car" so I said "I'm not doing any hit and run report, you better man the fuck up and own this because if you don't I'm going to lock you up for filing a false police report". At this point he lowered his head, pulled out his phone and called a friend and said that he needed a tow truck. I bid him a good day and rolled out.
Moral of the story.....if your going to try and scam the police on a phony hit and run, don't park your car right next to the pole you hit.
10-7 EOT
Friday, August 9, 2013
8/9/2013 10-11 by CAD
Did you ever have one of those days that start out bad and go downhill from there? Well today was that kind of day. Oh and I woke up with a nasty sinus headache to boot.
It starts out with me driving
a vehicle with my Sergeant and two others officers to the city garage
to pick up some vehicles that were recently serviced and are ready to be
put back into service. We get down there ok but when we pull around to
the side to pick up the cars one of the officers in the backseat says
there is something burning in the rear of the car. Well we all jump out
and I pop the trunk and it's on fire....yea a real live fire in the
trunk of the car. The officer grabs the fire extinguished and puts out
the fire and we discover that someone had left some flares loose in the
storage compartment in the trunk and one of them must have ignited and
set the other 2 off. The fire did some pretty good damage to the trunk
and would have probably been a lot worse if the one officer didn't spot
it when he did.
Second call was to assist the
EMS crew with a sick person. I get there and I'm told that there is a
62 year old lady who will not take her medicine and will not verbally
communicate with anyone and just keeps pacing in the kitchen. I go into the house and this lady is pacing
back and forth and would not respond to anyone. I get
some background that crisis was out here the other day and the husband
tells me they did nothing for her so I called crisis and found out that
when they responded she did not fit the criteria for a TDO or ECO
because she was simply having a panic attack so they told the husband to
take her to the hospital himself. I ask them to respond and they told
me that we should try and have the husband take her to the hospital and
to call them back if we had no luck. Ok so onto plan B. I go back into
the house and the husband then tells me that after crisis left the
previous day it took them 3 hours of trying to convince her to take her
medicine and when she finally did, 10 minutes later she was fine. I
politely told him I don't have 3 hours so he needs to get her to the
hospital right now. Well after some hollering and some gentle prodding the husband
gets her in the car and off to the hospital they go. I heard on the radio later that a TDO was issued for her.
After the previous call I
decide to drive down Riverside Drive to look at the river and calm down
a little and smoke a cigarette. As I'm driving I see about 12 to 15 kids, 11-12
year olds tubing down the river towards a dam that has really bad
hydraulics and have claimed many lives (see the sign below).
I stop the car
and get out and start yelling at them to paddle over to the side and get
out and walk around, which is what you are supposed to do, and get back
into the water. Well kids being kids they did not listen and one by one
they went over the dam and went ass up in the water and got separated
from their tubes. I watched them as I got on radio and told them what I was out on and when asked if a water rescue was needed I told them to hold on that it looks like they all are going to be OK as they all made it through the hydraulics
and were not in any danger and continued down the river minus the tubes. This got me thinking about where are the adults with all these kids in the water and after about 3
minutes I finally saw an adult floating along with 2 more kids coming towards the
dam. I got the adults attention and told him to get over to the side
which he did along with one of the kids. The second kid, a girl went
over the dam and got hung up in the hydraulics and started to scream for
help. I took off my gun belt and radio and was about to jump in when
she managed to grab hold of her tube and get out of danger. I then had
some choice words with the adult who was supervising the group and asked
him if he was the only adult here and he replied no there was another
adult at the front of the group at which time I replied well why
didn't he make the group get out of the water and walk around the dam
like you are supposed to do? As he struggled for an answer his cooler,
which was still in the water, went over the dam and got caught up and
when it did it opened and spilled all of the kids lunches into the
water. The boy who was standing next to me said "there go the lunches"
and I said "yep there they go" Pretty scary for a couple of minutes so I
pulled into a parking spot and had my cigarette.
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| There's your lunch kiddies! |
A few calls after that to assist EMS and I figured I'd cruise until EOT. Wrong.....I got sent to another sector to handle a recovered auto(trailer) call at about 30 minutes before EOT, no biggie I can recover the vehicle and bang out the report in 30 minutes so I'm good. Well the victim meets me and says he got a text from a guy who said that someone tried to sell him a trailer for $300.00 and that he thinks it is my victims trailer. I said OK how do you know this guy and he says he doesn't recognize the number that he was texting from but the guy just said this is the last text I'm sending because I'm going out of town. Now this is getting weirder by the minute and all I want to do is take his trailer out of the system and go home. So we walk up the driveway and he says yep that's mine so I told him I need the registration and the original report number so I can do my recovery supplement report and clear it from the system. He tells me he doesn't have either and that they are at his house. I said OK for now I will just run the tag when you pull it out and get the registration information that way. So he pulls it out and I run the tag and it comes back to a totally different trailer with a different owner name and address nowhere near where this guy lives. Now I'm thinking that this is not his trailer and I am helping him actually steal this one. That I had a moment of clarity, the person who stole his trailer took the original tag off and put another one in its place so if anyone ran the tag it would not come back as stolen. The victim hooks up the trailer and I follow him home so I can get the report number and look at his registration. I get all the information from him and it all checks out and I'm only looking at being a little late getting off but it's cool until I realize that I need to put the tag I found on the trailer on a property voucher and hold it for the detectives in case they follow up with this. Went down to property and did my thing and got off an hour late....oh well I'll survive.
A very long day.....now 2 days off.
10-7 EOT
A very long day.....now 2 days off.
10-7 EOT
Wednesday, August 7, 2013
8/7/2013 10-11 by CAD
Well back to work after 10 days off and boy was it hard to get up this morning and get motivated. Made it into work and it started off with an accident that was pretty much handled by both drivers before I got there. They exchanged information and did not want any police involvement. Cruised through the day answering run of the mill calls until I was dispatched into another sector to assist Crisis in evaluating a mental party.
It was alleged that a 62 year old pushed her 94 year old mother's head through a screen door window. The 64 year old was off her meds for about a month and it appears that being off her meds for that long contributed to her sudden anger issue. TDO was issued and she was transported to the hospital for psychological evaluation.
Other than that I was not faced with anymore stupidity, but alas my sector mates did encounter some stupidity.
One of them gets a call for a lady waving a knife at some tree workers who were cutting down some tree's on a neighbor's property. When the officer gets there she is armed with a spatula.......yep a spatula. I guess she's one mean cook!
The second call was for a lady complaining about some guy who was cleaning out a house and left some type of furniture item partially on her property. The officer gets there and moves the item back onto the original property and sends in a defect notice to have it removed problem solved.
Good first day back after being off, can't wait for tomorrow and the 3 squad day!
10-7 EOT
It was alleged that a 62 year old pushed her 94 year old mother's head through a screen door window. The 64 year old was off her meds for about a month and it appears that being off her meds for that long contributed to her sudden anger issue. TDO was issued and she was transported to the hospital for psychological evaluation.
Other than that I was not faced with anymore stupidity, but alas my sector mates did encounter some stupidity.
One of them gets a call for a lady waving a knife at some tree workers who were cutting down some tree's on a neighbor's property. When the officer gets there she is armed with a spatula.......yep a spatula. I guess she's one mean cook!
The second call was for a lady complaining about some guy who was cleaning out a house and left some type of furniture item partially on her property. The officer gets there and moves the item back onto the original property and sends in a defect notice to have it removed problem solved.
Good first day back after being off, can't wait for tomorrow and the 3 squad day!
10-7 EOT
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