I’m guessing it means I need to shave when a sergeant I know tells me, “You know, man, you look like you could be a narc.” What it means when an hour later a lieutenant says I should have been a detective after I asked some detailed questions about a homicide case, I’ll leave to [...]
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People keep giving me crap because this is where I spent a good chunk of my yesterday. There was no air-conditioning in this room. Trust me, I could not have been more paranoid driving home. How cool would it be for the cops reporter to get pulled over reeking of weed. “Sir, would you step [...]
I caved. Ditched my semi-ancient BlackBerry for a Droid. Been a long, long (long, OK?) time since I got myself a new toy. Why, how did you think I was writing this post? I did actually file a story on deadline once from my old phone, which didn’t even have a full keyboard. Used it [...]
I’ll sometimes volunteer to work Memorial Day. It’s a decent day to find an interesting story to tell. I didn’t work it this year. The last two, I have. This year, it was sunny, hot. All of the Official Events featuring Important People giving what were likely horrid speeches took place as planned. Not last [...]
Yesterday was my third anniversary working in this crazy place: I mean, the third season of “Lost” hadn’t even ended yet. Clearly I’m getting old.
Finally had a chance yesterday to drop by the Capitol and see for myself. Very cool feeling, all because of this story. And there they are: Also got an e-mail from the National Law Enforcement Officers Memorial Fund in D.C. telling me that Smith was added to the national memorial on Panel 7 West, Line [...]
I write a lot about death. Even a lot of times when I don’t write explicitly about death, I’m still writing about a time when someone died. Which means I get a little used to it. So the phone call I got not too long ago was unsettling. An old friend of mine, a guy [...]
If you have any interest at all in the ways justice can elude people, read this. Please.
Sometimes it’s better not to wait. A regular source of mine mentioned a letter his office got from a national organization for cops killed in the line of duty. The group was trying to research two names to see whether they belonged on a national memorial. The two men died in 1887. My dude gave [...]
I saw the van coming. I don’t think it slowed down. I saw the impact. Which seems odd to me, remembering like a snapshot when metal hit metal, right on the driver’s side door of my wife’s Rav4. I saw the world change. One minute, I was heading back to work to write a story, [...]
