I Was A Badass....

Before I joined the Navy, and I was underage, my Dad made it clear he had ZERO tolerance for me drinking. He told me one time "if I ever came home drunk, don't come home."

Before I joined, I worked for the local PD as a "radio operator", dispatcher, nowadays. On normal nights we had maybe 3 patrolman up to the end of "swing" then 1 or from midnight to 8AM

But on summer weekends when the "kids" were active, they would have extra guys on at least til midnight. We only had one patrol car "car 10" but they'd get the fire chief's car and even sometimes one guy would run around in the Cushman meter patrol rig.

They'd typically confiscate beer from 'juvies' and call their parents to take them home. And the beer, mixed bottle and broken cases and six packs would get dumped in the chief's office. The cops would divide this up unless some was for court evidence

Nobody really knew what was there so I'd pirate a couple six packs and toss em in the trunk of the car. We'd go out Sat/ Sun night and drink them This did not work so well about this time of year because IT CAN FREEZE and now you have ?"ice"? beer

Operator has her hand on the local freq down on 38 some odd Mhz, "low band VHF". This serviced a LOT of ground, the sheriff and town, the county sheriff and county seat PD of the next county "Boundry", and also "Kootenai" although city of Coeur d Alene I believe had a second freq for their PD. State patrol was on this at "Huetter port of entry" so there was a bunch of stations on it.

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Chief Elliott for a posed photo at the teletype. I was not there then, and he and a few of the other officers did not think much of it. The "dispatch" and PD was a small place, and I bet the noise irritated them

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