The captain looked sharp in full uniform…though he was deceased. I attended his wake. I worked with Harry Hassler in Transit Police Dist 20 in the 1970s. We were both cops. […]
Messages, We Live Them
Wherethesundontshine
Faithful readers, I’ve started a new blog to supplement this sunny-side blog of leebythesea you’ve been used to. The new one serves in a kind of brother sun, sister moon capacity. Here’s the […]
Sex…Beneath the Surface
“He was only humping me.” A female subway rider. As you descend into the subway you feel the air rushing up as it’s pushed ahead of a speeding train. It’s almost like […]
Blood of Steel
Is there ever a silver lining to murder? How about a steel lining? Job, such a tiny, compact, three-wheeled word to carry so much freight. But it does. It often carries […]
Some Memories can be da bomb.
Can’t have enough of ‘em. On the subway ride to Penn. Sta. after my downtown NYC visit, (see previous post) I came upon a uniformed female police officer who was boarding […]
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