BACK IN PRINT!
Is it possible that it’s been 1 year since I’ve posted on this site?
Yes, it is! Did you miss me?
I’ve been asked at various times “what happened?” I’d like to say I was holding out for more money – but the fact is that I just needed a break from writing.
It was a good friend that recently made me realize that I may actually have something of interest to say on this site, that has convinced me to put pen to paper (well, not exactly in that medium) and once again get this site “up and running”.
So, for anyone who cares – “
I’M BAAACK”
WHAT’S BEEN GOING ON?
Oh, come on. You don’t think I could possibly bring you up to date for the past year, do you?
I will make several highlights, and some reminders of what you can find here in the coming weeks.
I have not in the past, and will not start, to use this site as a “rant” or a “complaint box” for gripes, etc. (This may be what has kept me from writing in the past months- the urge not to succumb to this level).
I will TRY to relate past experiences that may be of investigative interest, pass on new items of interest to the detective, and comment as one would should they be sitting around the Squad Room – on items such as books, cigars, pizza, and all the other good things detective’s comment on as they pass the time.
Want to help pass along a comment, or an idea?
Please feel free to do so by sending me an email to:
LTJAC77@yahoo.comIf you’re new to the site, you may be wondering about the Minister of Investigation title.
That was bestowed on me by a friend and fine detective supervisor, Mark Pouria, back in the days when he and I worked in the 77 Squad. So, that’s me – The Minister of Investigation.
I even have a Certificate signed by a Police Commissioner attesting to this – and I have Ret. Sgt SDS CHRIS CINCOTTA to thank for that!
Let’s all have fun – and be safe!
UPCOMING TOPICSI will be writing a section that will be known as “
The Guiding Light – Principles Of Investigation” which will address common investigative principles and tactics of interest to the detective investigator.
I will continue to update sections of “
From The Bookshelf”, which will concern – you guessed it – books!
“
From The Humidor” will continue to comment on tastings and other interest to the cigar smoker.
Historic items from the NYPD archives will also continue to play a big part.
And, as always – whatever I find interesting at the moment.
SCOTLAND YARDWhat exactly is “SCOTLAND YARD”?
The Metropolitan Police Service of London, England, that is responsible for policing the area of Greater London – with the exception of the area that comprises the London City District – which is policed by the City of London Police - is commonly known throughout the world for the location of its headquarters building – Scotland Yard.
The Commissioner, who heads the Metropolitan Police has traditionally answered directly to the Home Secretary.
This dates back to the formation of the Metropolitan Police and reflects its difference from other police forces and its national and international responsibilities.
The Metropolitan Police Service performs national functions, such as those in relation to the protection of royalty and countering terrorism in Great Britain. In addition to these two, the MPS has a number of other capital city, and national responsibilities such as the protection of certain members and ex-members of the government and the diplomatic community and assisting with enquiries concerning British interests at home and abroad. These responsibilities make the Metropolitan Police Service unique among UK police forces. The Metropolitan Police Service should not be confused with the City of London Police, which is a separate force responsible for policing The Square Mile in the City of London.
Scotland Yard
In 1829, when Sir Robert Peel was Home Secretary, the first Metropolitan Police Act was passed and the Metropolitan Police Force was established in London. The task of organizing and designing the "New Police" took place at 4 Whitehall Place.
The back of this location opened on to a courtyard which, as a popular anecdote would have it, had once been the site of a residence owned by the Kings of Scotland (or, alternatively, a Scottish Embassy), and was therefore known as "Scotland Yard".
These headquarters were removed in 1890 to premises on the Victoria Embankment known as "New Scotland Yard." In 1967 further removal took place to a larger and more modern headquarters building at Broadway, S.W.1, which is also known as "New Scotland Yard".
Scotland Yard's telephone number was originally Whitehall 1212. The majority of London area police stations, as well as Scotland Yard itself, still have 1212 as their last four digits.
The Metropolitan Police's crime database is housed at New Scotland Yard. This uses a national IT system developed for major crime enquiries by all UK forces, called Home Office Large Major Enquiry System, more commonly referred to by its acronym, HOLMES. This is in large part an acronym derived with the intention of honoring the great fictional detective Sherlock Holmes.
BOOK REVIEW: ON HER MAJESTY’S SERVICE BY RON EVANSAfter a lot of research, I was able to track a copy of this book down and ordered it from a bookseller in England.
Why such a hard book to find?
This book, written by a retired Scotland Yard officer, was published in 2008 but was short-lived on the sellers table – it was the subject of a lawsuit by none other than the world famous author, Salman Rushdie; the printing ceased, and the book was never sent for mass-market distribution.
Knowing this background, I just had to track down a copy and find out what all the hoopla was about.
I can save you the time and money of trying to find out on your own – it really wasn’t all that worth it!
The author, Ron Evans, served in the Metropolitan Police Service in London, England for 28 years. He started out as a constable walking a beat in the capital city of London, did time on a motorcycle patrol detachment and then transferred to Special Branch of the Special Operations Directorate, where he served as part of the “Close Protection Detail” – what we would call “Bodyguard”.
He served in the Specialist Protection Group (SO1) for over 15 years, and it is this time that he spent protecting royalty and the well-known that his book focuses on.
That’s all well and good, and could have probably done just fine on its own, but he apparently “told too many secrets” – or, as Mr. Salman Rushdie claimed in a lawsuit – he told “libelous” stories that were “fiction”. Mr. Rushdie eventually won his lawsuit, and the publication ceased.
What was so terrible?
According to his publicist in the pre-publication publicity for the book, he was “charged with the personal protection of some of the world’s highest-profile figures politicians, businessmen, the cultural elite – expecting to ‘take a bullet’ day after day, armed with a shoot-to-kill policy and instinctive bravery, this exceptional man walked a deadly path throughout his career. He still does, as an international protection officer”.
“He speaks in detail about very close political and operational secrets affecting the highest corridors of power – his years with Margaret Thatcher, George W. Bush, Bill Clinton, Nelson Mandela and various Cabinet Ministers. Ron also exposes the massive problems within the police service and the ‘old boy’ network where nepotism rules over ability and experience”.
But what got him in trouble was his depiction of Mr. Rushdie.
Mr Evans portrayed Rushdie as "mean, nasty, tight-fisted, arrogant and extremely unpleasant" which was the cause for the lawsuit on its publishers.
Ron Evans, the book's author, claims Rushdie was imprisoned by his guards who "got so fed up with his attitude that they locked him in a cupboard under the stairs and all went to the local pub for a pint or two. When they were suitably refreshed they came back and let him out."
According to Mr Evans as he writes in the book, the police nicknamed Rushdie “Scruffy” because of his unkempt appearance. Evans says that when officers asked to drink some bottles of red wine they had found, Rushdie wanted to charge them £45 each. The book also alleges that when officers stayed overnight in his home, he billed the Metropolitan police for rent of "at least forty quid a night for special branch officers to risk their lives to stop him being taken out by followers of the fatwa". Evans wrote: "We were paying or, rather, the taxpayer was paying Rushdie to protect him!"
Rushdie said: "The simple fact of the matter is that nothing of this sort happened. My relationship with my protection team was always cordial, certainly entirely professional. This kind of absurd behaviour never occurred.
"The idea of them raiding my friend's wine cellars then me asking them to pay for this is completely fictitious. It is absurd the idea that they would lock me in a cupboard and go to the pub.
"It is like a bad comedy. My relations with the protection officers were cordial and I am still friendly with a few of them. At the end of my nine years of protection they held a reception for me. I had a lot of sympathy and understanding from the police. Our relationship was the exact opposite of what has been written. I never heard myself called by the name Scruffy in nine years."
"It is extraordinary to have had to go through an experience as unpleasant as that period of sequestration to have somebody to try to cash in giving a false portrait to a publisher. A very senior member of the Scotland Yard protection service telephoned me to apologise and said the police force felt humiliated and embarrassed."
Rushdie acknowledged that rent was paid to him for the accommodation provided to police officers but said this was at the behest of the police because of the high costs of renting houses regarded as safe enough to protect him. He said: "Police officers thought if I was incurring costs it would be fair to contribute to that. That was an offer made to me by senior officers of special branch, it was never a request of mine. To say that I was trying to extort money from them for my protection is an obscene distortion of the truth."
POLICE HISTORY: 1855What today would be called a precinct, in 1855 was called a ‘Police District’ .
Each district had the same geographical boundaries as the ward it took its number from.
The alderman from that ward recommended to the mayor who should be appointed to that ward’s corps. Patrolmen from that police district or ward were required to be residents of that ward and were appointed for a term of good behavior. Consequently that ward’s corps resembled the ethnic makeup of that ward.
Even though they worked out of a certain ‘Police District’ they would say they were assigned to that (the number) ‘Corps’ rather than say they worked out of a certain precinct. There were twenty two wards in the city, each had its own ‘police districts’ or ‘corps’.
Chief Matsell established the “Reserve Corps” in 1853 as an elite unit of approximately 100 of the best and most competent patrolmen and sergeants.
By 1855 it numbered approximately 150 men. They were assigned to the chief’s office and other high profile assignments such as detective duty, the courts and various other details, etc. On occasion, the reserve corps would fly to various areas of the city and were used for duties similar to those performed by today’s Borough Task Forces.
IN MEMORIAM: DET 2ND GRADE TIMOTHY DUFFYWe at the Brooklyn North Homicide Task Force are still recovering from the loss of a close friend and dedicated detective, Det. TIMOTHY DUFFY.
Timmy died on September 19 in a car accident. His passing was much too soon, and certainly shook up all. There are no words that can adequately express the feelings of his family, friends and those who worked with him.
Timmy left behind a wife and 2 children, beautiful girls aged 10 and 7 years.
A fund has been established to help the children through their education.
Anyone wishing to help out the family can do so at the following:
The Duffy Children Endowment Fund
C/O Kimberly Duffy
The Detectives Endowment Association
26 Thomas Street
New York, NY 10007
IN MEMORIAM: PO IRMA “FRAN” LOZADA
It has been 25 years since Irma Lozada (known to all as “Fran”) was killed in the line of duty.
September 21, 1984 – 25 years ago – this fine police officer, former partner and friend, became the first female police officer killed in the line of duty in New York City.
Members of her command, District 33, held a memorial service on September 21 at the gravesite to mark this occasion. Many thanks need to be extended to PO EDDIE CARR of District 33, who organized the event with the help of the Commanding Officer of District 33, DI KENNETH LEHR. Help was also provided by MIKE MORGILLO of the PBA.
At the service, Insp. JAMES CAPALDO made a memorial presentation to all who were gathered. It was nice to see some of our fellow Academy graduates come out for the occasion, a fitting tribute to a fine officer.
It may be 25 years already, but, Fran, we do not forget.
Editor’s Note: The following was written 5 years ago when the 20 year Memorial was organized. I am publishing it again on this site, in memory of Fran and the passing of 25 years.SHIELD 4721“Shield 4721, come in to Operations… Operations to Shield 4721”
I remember that radio transmission as if it was coming over the air this very minute.
I was working in the plainclothes Citywide Task Force, Transit Police Department. It was September 21, 1984. I was working with my steady partner, Jimmy, who came to the Task Force from District 33 the same time I did. We were two white-shield plainclothes cops working a “Train Patrol” post in the Bronx. We were looking to make arrests and write summonses. The Task Force was the department’s career path into the Detective Division. Anyone from Transit will recall the Task Force and “Dunlap’s Pie” – the measuring stick created by Capt. John Dunlap to evaluate the Police Officers, and ultimately rank them for entrance into the Detective Division – and the gold shield.
Jimmy and I had just stepped off a southbound #4 train at 161 Street. With Yankee Stadium as the backdrop, we were writing two summonses for people smoking on the train. The Task Force of the Transit Police was doing quality-of-life enforcement as a means to repressing crime long before it was chic to do so.
“Shield 4721, come in… Operations to Shield 4721”.
I recognized the identifier immediately; Shield 4721 was PO Irma “Fran” Lozada. I recognized the shield because I worked with Fran in District 33, where we went after we graduated the Police Academy in the spring of 1982. Fran was still working in District 33, in the Anti-Crime assignment that I left behind to take the Task Force spot I was in. If you wanted to be a detective, you had to go to Task Force. I was there, Fran stayed in District 33. She went for the interview, and was approved for the Task Force the same time I was. We would have gone to Task Force and partnered up, having worked together in District 33, but she was talked out of the move by a current boyfriend from District 1. The work in Task Force was ridiculed by him, and she listened. Fran stayed in District 33, I left for the Task Force.
When you understand the radio system of the Transit Police at that time, you understand how it was that I was monitoring this radio transmission. I was in the Bronx, Fran worked Brooklyn. Why was this coming over the air?
The Transit Police radio system was a simplistic one; there were only two radio frequencies. One frequency for the above-ground RMP’s, a second for all the other portable units on patrol. One frequency, with many different repeaters and antennas throughout the transit system. The dispatcher would activate the closest antenna for the unit he was broadcasting to. The dispatcher in Brooklyn would activate the Brooklyn antennas; in the Bronx, the Bronx antennas. All radio broadcasts over the same frequency, but only those radios closest to the underground antenna would receive the broadcast (in theory). Much has been written about the transit police radios; their operability was always an unknown, at best. Anyway, if you were above ground – as I was in the Bronx at the time – you could pick up all sorts of radio transmissions from the outdoor antennas. Hence, I was receiving the Brooklyn broadcast in the Bronx.
“Shield 4721, come in to Operations”.
They would never receive a reply to that call. Shield 4721 could not answer her radio because she lay dead in a vacant, weeded lot in Bushwick. She was shot with her own gun, after pleading for her life, by a low life whose only other claim may be that he shares a similar name to a Yankee great.
Fran Lozada was the first female police officer to be killed in the line of duty in New York City. She chased a chain snatcher from the train at the Wilson Avenue station of the “L” line, as we had done times before. She was alone at the time; in plainclothes, working in Anti-Crime, she was separated from her partner. Had they split up for their meal period, with plans to reunite at the end of meal? Had they been separated when they entered the train en-route back to the command for meal? Does it really matter? What remains undisputed is that Fran chased the culprit from the station onto Cooper Avenue, through a lot next to the train tracks, into a weeded area. She chased him because she was a cop. That’s what she did, alone or not. The Transit PD Communications Unit received no radio broadcast from Fran; maybe she was in a radio dead spot, maybe she never got to her radio. The fact remains that after a chase, then using a ruse that she was looking for a lost dog, she confronted the thief at gunpoint in an empty lot. When she tried to cuff him – alone – she was overpowered by the creep. Court records indicate that she pleaded with him. He shot her to death with her own gun and fled.
She lay in the garbage strewn lot behind a cemetery building for several hours.
I was seated in the District 11 Office inside the 161 Street Station, with my partner, completing our paperwork, when we learned that a female cop in Brooklyn was found dead. The report said she had been missing, and after several hours of searching, she was found in an empty lot, the victim of gunshot wounds. We learned it was Fran, and hitched a ride with two PBA Board Members who were heading to District 33. Their plans to make a PBA election speech before the roll call had quickly changed. We drove there in a Board Member’s VW bug; a somber and silent ride.
I was at the lot, and saw Teddy, the District 33 cop I shared an RMP with times before. Teddy was the low keyed, experienced cop that let nothing bother him. Teddy was a practical joker who opened himself up to the rookies. He was assigned to an RMP that night, his regular post, and when I saw him I instantly knew he was the cop who found Fran in the lot. Years later, when I ran into him at a Home Depot, we chatted for a good fifteen minutes. Neither of us could bring up that night.
A Lieutenant who later became Chief of the Transit Bureau grabbed me by the arm, and walked me away from the scene. “You don’t want to go in there, John”. When he was a Sergeant in District 33, it was he who teamed Fran and myself up in plainclothes, when the District Captain was worried about two people still on probation (we were the first class with an 18-month probation period) working in plainclothes. We showed him he made the right choice by coming back having written a book of summonses the first night, and with two collars the next night. He walked me away from the scene.
I was standing in the street when I learned the scant details of what happened. She was working with her regular partner, who now had become the target of blame by some of his peers. I can’t even think about that.
I spoke with the Desk Officer when I called from the Bronx. The Desk Lieutenant was a solid professional; a great cop, and the one who talked me into making the move to Task Force. He convinced me the chance of a gold shield was there at Task Force; he couldn’t convince Fran of the same. He was still there on the Desk when I got to District 33. A lot of finger pointing was to be done soon: why was there a delay in commencing an all-out search, who notified whom, things to that effect. After that night it’s safe to say that he would never be the same again.
I was there when the Sergeant cleaned out Fran’s locker. Your personal belongings placed in a plastic garbage bag. No one ever wants that task.
I was there when her partner walked back into the District from that horrific night. I watched him walk into the command, around the desk, and commence filling out his overtime slip. He filled out his overtime slip. I wished I had the nerve to do what another cop did on the street with him.
Fran’s killer was caught quickly. Some great detective work went into a canvass that produced a witness; some greater detective work went into convincing the witness to tell what she saw. These same detectives picked up the creep, and conducted a great interview that included an admission that would help send him to jail for the rest of his life. A senseless killing. What a waste.
“Shield 4721, come in… Operations to Shield 4721”….
“LEST WE FORGET…” THE NYPD MEMORIALOctober 4, 1928 Ptl John Gibbons, Mcy1, Motorcycle accident on patrol
October 6, 1864 Ptl Charles Curren, 42 Pct Brooklyn, shot during arrest
October 7, 1968 Ptl John Varecha, 18 Pct, Shot-investigation
October 7, 1989 PO William Chisolm, 45 Pct, Shot-off duty incident
October 8, 1900 Ptl Charles Horn, 58 Pct Brooklyn, Stabbed
October 8, 1928 Ptl William Stoeffel, 4 Pct, auto accident on patrol
October 8, 1956 Det William Christmas, 92 Sqd, Shot-off duty incident
October 8, 1966 Ptl James Cosgrove, Mcy4(Hwy3), Auto accident on patrol
October 8, 1993 PO John Williamson, HA-PSA6, head injury-bucket from roof
October 9, 1866 Ptl John Hipwell, 45 Pct Brooklyn, Shot,burglary
October 9, 1928 Ptl Thomas Wallace, Mcy2, Motorcycle accident on patrol
October 9, 1965 Ptl Philip Shultz, HA-B/SI, Shot-off duty arrest
October 10, 1973 PO George Mead, 42 Pct, Shot-off duty robbery
October 10, 1975 PO Walter Tarpey, MSTF, Auto accident on patrol
October 10, 2004 Det Robert Parker, 67Sqd, Shot-arrest
October 10, 2004 Det Patrick Rafferty, 67Sqd, Shot-arrest
October 12, 1946 Ptl George Hunter, 30 Pct, Shot-robbery
October 13, 1968 Ptl David Turman, TPF, Shot-mistaken ID, off duty
October 13, 1970 Ptl Maurice Erben, Harbor, Boat accident
October 13, 1996 PO Brian Jones, PSA4, Shot-off duty dispute
October 15, 1932 Ptl John Fink, 71 Pct, Fire rescue
October 15, 1964 Det James Donegan, 71 Squad, Shot effecting arrest
October 15, 1964 Det Salvatore Potenza, 71 Sqd, Shot effecting arrest
October 15, 1994 PO William Kennedy, Info unavailable
It seems we’re spending a lot of time memorializing officers in this “return to print” issue. We cannot forget that 5 years ago Det. ROBERT PARKER and Det PATRICK RAFFERTY of the 67 Squad gave their lives in the line of duty while effecting an arrest for DV. Time goes by swiftly, do not let their memories fade.