Tales from the Blue Line 25

Thirty years plus – the amount of time I spent as a police officer – can seem like an eternity, to borrow from an old cliché. But then so can thirty seconds, given the right conditions. Some who study time and space say that it’s proof that there really is no...

Tales From The Blue Line 24

It had been a busy stretch. An immediate assignment “right out of the barn,” as we used to say, virtually every day. At 4:00 p.m. we’d be running to the squad straight from roll call. Better this than getting some over-the-hill day shift detective’s...

Tales From The Blue Line 23

I was initially assigned to the general duty section of the Detective Bureau. We investigated every kind of major felony, but mostly kept track of burglaries in our respective areas. Three of us were assigned to the same unit, to cover the days when one of us was off....

Tales From The Blue Line 22

The first day that I was assigned to work a one man police squad was – different. Of course I was anxious, as all cops are under that condition. But a short while later my anxiety turned to a sort of bravado. I was young. What did I know? My assignment was in a very...

TALES FROM THE BLUE LINE 21

A gruesome murder that created many weeks of Milwaukee Journal newspaper headlines created much, much more than the description of a crime and an acknowledgment of the fear that rippled through the city. International intrigue eventually grew from the violence and the...