Monday, March 31, 2025

I was blessed to grow up in a small town with a good Old School police department.

As I age my memory does odd things. Little things pass through my squash and then again I have a hard time remembering what I ate for breakfast. It is what it is.

Funny but I just remembered the time a cop wandered into the post office and asked the post mistress, "Seen Pearl lately?"

"She was in for her mail about an hour ago," she answered.

I heard it and filed it away somewhere and forgot about it. 

Some sixty odd years later as I sit here the file opened and I just put things together after all these years.

The cop, a longtime officer was an Old School busybody that looked out for the people in his sector. He was just running a welfare check of sorts on Mrs. Mallory, first name Pearl. 

There was a certain amount of Toody and Muldoon on the force but they were no slouches when if came to solving serious crimes.

A toddler was murdered and buried in the woods back in the mid 60s and the department had the case solved in jig time although the arrest wasn't made until about a month after the fact. That's probably because the department wanted an airtight case before making the actual bust.

One time the CLEO went on record of making a comment about "One of the town characters, who is not to be mistaken for a wrongdoer, suggested (whatever). The CLEO and department knew that small towns had any number of harmless small town characters in it and as a rule defended their right to be different.

Looking back on it, the department did a good job of living up to the old motto of 'To protect and serve'.


To find out why the blog is pink just cut and paste this: http://piccoloshash.blogspot.com/2009/12/my-feminine-side-blog-stays-pink.html NO ANIMALS WERE HARMED IN THE WRITING OF TODAY'S ESSAY

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