The boxcar episode   9 comments

Boxcar This is a fictional story therefore anyone who says it really happened must be misremembering. Anyone who worked in the Eight-three back in the seventies knows that none of us would have ever actually done this in real life, heavens no. OK, now that that is out of the way here is the story.
Sean and Harry had just left the station house and were driving to get some coffee when as they passed the corner of Myrtle and Green. There they saw a drunk in the street yelling up to a second floor apartment. Coffee would have to wait awhile. They radioed Central and told them they had a pick up job. Gave the dispatcher the info, where they were and what was going on.
When they stopped and questioned the man a woman opened a second floor window and yelled down that he was her ex-boyfriend. He had been harassing her for over a year. It seemed pretty straight forward no physical violence, just a drunk. Harry and Sean talked to him awhile joked around a bit and got him to leave, easy job.
They got their coffee and parked but before their first sip central was calling. The drunk was back and yelling louder than ever. With a sigh Sean advised Central they would handle it and responded back. This time he was just hustled into the car and driven to his apartment about two miles away.

Sean said “Just go inside and sleep it off. Everything will be better in the morning.”

He begged, “Please make her take me back. I love her and I know she loves me.”

“Look do not to go back there, she doesn’t love you. She hates you and I am starting to see why. Go inside and sleep it off.”

There were only two cars available in the precinct that night so they did not want to waste any more time than they had to with him. They hoped it would be over now.
The night returned to normal they finished their coffee and answered a couple of jobs. Then Central called, he was back again. Now it was after one and they were pretty sick of him. They pulled up and threw him into the car without a word. They drove to Queens and threw him out of the car in Forest Park. He had been dropped off over 5 miles away. They went back to answering normal midnight calls.
About 0300 Central called he was back again.

Sean told Harry, “Well we have to admit, he is one persistent little bastard. But they had finally had it with him. They threw him back in the car and this time drove to the train yards in sector George. There they tossed him into an empty box car and put a nail through the hasp so he could not get out. He was told to get some sleep, they would stop by and get him in the morning. With him out of the way they worked the rest of an uneventful night. When the sun came up around seven they went back to let him out. The box car was not there. Not wanting to spend an hour checking them all they asked one of the workers where that box car was. He advised that it had left for Georgia at about 5:30. It may not have been the Midnight Train to Georgia but it was close enough for government work. They never saw or heard from him again. Sean hoped he liked the south.
The boxcar graphic came from this blog. http://bbandm.wordpress.com/2012/02/08/boxcar-graffiti/. Check it out he has some good photos there.

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Posted June 13, 2013 by kevingcox in Random Thoughts

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9 responses to “The boxcar episode

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  1. Another free vacation provided by the NYPD!

    jackshack1013@cfl.rr.com
  2. He at least got an expense free vacation!

  3. Now if you had said he came back two days latter, I would have believed you. Nothing ever works out right PS FINISH the book!

    • Well as Mr. Ripley said believe it or not. By the way I have finished the book. I have just some touching up to do. I am leaving it for a while so when I go back to it I will have a fresh perspective.

  4. Kevin I want an Signed copy 1st Edison. (So my Great, Great, Great, Great,. Grandchildren will be rich!

  5. loved this story BUT knowing the 83rd as I did way back when…..this is definitely a TRUE story ….LOL
    keep the stories going one is better than the other

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