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Rookie Mistake #1

Radio Operator: February to September 1979. One night, while working as a radio operator, I received a phone call from a citizen in Zone 1. Back then, Zone 1 had only one patrol deputy per shift. That night, it was Deputy Robin C. (the same

Women in Law Enforcement Part 2

One night on a ride-along in Carrollton, in the 0-dark-thirties morning hours, Dean’s sergeant told us to 10-25, meet, in some parking lot in Carrollton somewhere. Hell, it was about 0300. His Sergeant drove up and was a female. She was of stocky build and

Women in Law Enforcement Part 1

In the 1970’s, very few women were in law enforcement. It was thought that women were too fragile for law enforcement. At that time, women really didn’t apply for law enforcement positions. They would usually apply and be hired for matron, secretary, or clerk positions.

The Van Part 2

As we turned onto Kings Highway, I had already been listening to the chatter on the car-to-car channel and heard the night shift patrol Lieutenant R.S. (Bob) gather his zone 1 deputies to set up a good roadblock at King’s and 5. When the van

The Van Part 1

One early morning in the early 1990s, around-o-dark 30, the D.U.I. Unit met for lunch.  We called each other on the sheriff’s band to meet at the Waffle House at I-20 and 92. At that time, the DUI Task Force consisted of members LT. R.

My Written Reprimand

As you may recall from some of my previous stories like J.B. part 1, I had mentioned a reprimand. This story will also tie into other stories. Well, here’s what happened. In the fall/winter of 1980, Novemberish? My good friend and riding partner Deputy D.M.

Navy Buddies

One cold, dark winters night, my young protégé Andy and I were in the D.U.I. UNIT patrolling Douglas County. Andy was a young jailer or radio operator at that time.  Andy decided to take the fast track to patrol, much the way I did. He

Nathan’s Story Part 3

After the hard cell flood, Nathan was moved to the Hospital cell. We had turned off the water in the Hospital cell. Concrete floor, iron walls, iron bars, and a cold steel bunk attached to the wall. The Sheriff’s orders were for Nathan not to

Nathan’s Story Part 2

I finally got off the night shifts after a year and a half. My love life would finally improve. This happened in about the summer/fall of 1980. I worked with the Chief Jailer, Sgt. George G. The night shift jailer consisted of one jailer working

Nathan’s Story Part 1

Nathan Teal was Douglasville/Douglas County’s Ernest T. Bass. He was short, thin, and appeared to be in his forties. Nathan was a homeless man. Everywhere he went, he caused turmoil. His family had given up on taking him in. Nathan was not your typical drunk