By Jim O'Neil,Mel Fazzino
A Cop's story specializes in ny City's such a lot violent and corrupt years, the 1960's to early 1980's. Jim O'Neil - a former NYPD cop - grants an extraordinary examine the logo of legislation enforcement that ended Frank Lucas' grip at the Harlem drug alternate, his cracking open of the Black Liberation military case, and his event because the first cop at the scene on the "Dog Day Afternoon" financial institution theft.
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Most of the time it was pretty routine, walking a post, busting junkies, making arrests for an assortment of crimes, and breaking up fights. I remember one we broke up in the Irish Harp, one of the many Irish bars sprinkled throughout Washington Heights. We were two doors down when we heard yelling and the sounds of a fight in progress. ” We took out our axe handles, which were longer, heavier, and better in a fight than our nightsticks—hey only dumb animals don’t use tools. Fairness was not in our creed but winning on the street was.
I went upstairs, had my meal, then gathered up my prisoner and took him into the precinct for processing. Good thing for him there were no fire alarms during dinner. The roll call officer assigned foot posts randomly every month. Not wanting to leave our foot post assignment to chance, Davy and I gave, as was the unofficial custom, half a hat to the roll call officer at the beginning of each month. The expression “a hat” was around long before I came on the job. ” It was more of a thank you than a bribe.
The rash of floaters pulled out of the waters surrounding Manhattan, in the weeks following the end of the riots, was obviously a very large coincidence. Davy and I returned to 125th and Eighth and started working our way up toward 135th Street. While we had been up on the roof, the 12th Squad had suppressed the rioting along Eighth Avenue up to 127th Street so Davy and I hurried to catch up with them. We’d enter any store that had broken windows and if we found anyone inside we would beat them to the ground with our axe handles, then move on to the next store without making any arrests.
A Cop's Tale. NYPD The Violent Years by Jim O'Neil,Mel Fazzino