CODE7

The photo will bring back fond memories of days past and the glory of it all.

Not much in that area has changed. Baron's Liquor is still busy as can be.

By the way, every once in a while I bump into some young Deputy. The stories of FPK still are out there and the reputation is much applauded.

Take care,

George Skalsky

FPK 71-76

Harry Penny Thursday, 4/1/04, 4:31 PM

Agree on the FPK ways. Code 7 was grab-it-when-you- can. I can remember one time working 18 Days. I pulled into the A&W on Carson. They still had carhops. Just as she was bringing my tray and went to set it dow, she turned around to say something to someone else. I had received a 211, roll code 3, and was pulling out. The tray went right where I was (10 seconds earlier). Went back later. Got another tray. On the ELA riots patch, I have the one with the burning buildings and the words "Participant - ELA riots 1970-71". There is nothing like being an FPK trained cop. Top regards. Harry

Dates at FPK: 65-67

Jerry Boyd Wednesday, 3/31/04, 10:16 AM

If you stop and think about it the fact that FPK Deps did not take "Code 7" and did not use 997 like other stations is just one small way of explaining the differences between FPK and everywhere else. Some other things that come to mind are offering to handle calls when you knew the assigned unit was sleuthing around trying to make a good follow-up arrest. In fact, that's another thing---doing more than just taking the original report...busting your butt to ID and 10-15 the responsibles. What made it all possible, other than the initiative and dedication of the troops, was having some brass with the guts to let us occasionally stray from the "letter" of the policy and procedures manual and focus on the "spirit"--which was, bad guys go to jail. I can think of a few times when Sgts. like Adkins,Bullis, Preimsburger, C. Kennedy, Wenke, etc. let my partner and I "stray" out of FPK's area to go find a crook in the city or in Lennox or even ELA....and that was as patrol deps, not detectives. One of the things that stands out in my mind was how often FPK Deps got the "lead" role on major incidents that occured elsewhere in the county. Those of us who were involved as FPK deps in the preparation and response to the "second ELA riot" will never forget what a kick in the pants that was. In fact, there was a neat patch (which I still have) created to commemorate that event. The words on the patch, in Spanish, translated to A Big Kick In The Pants. Enough reminiscing for now, but it is enlightening sometimes to just stop and think of how and why FPK was both different and special

Dates at FPK: 68-71 Sgt 74

Curtis Jackson Thursday, 7/31/03, 11:47 AM

Just finished having lunch with fellow Arkansas hillbilly, Rich Thomas. (FPK 70's) Exchanged numerous stories; some true (mine), and some not so true (his). Had some good laughs. He reminded me that eating a hot link at "Stops" was "one" part of the prerequisite for getting off training. True FPK deputies all loved Stops' hot links. There was just something about eating a hot link with the locals, around midnight, directly accross the street from Nickerson Gardens Housing Project. It was a culinary delight, with an ambience that was impossible to duplicate. Lot of stories; some good, a lot funny, and some tragic, generated from in and around Stops. Stops was definitely part of FPK history.

Dates at FPK: 70's

Harry Penny Monday, 6/23/03, 4:51 PM

Speaking of hot sandwiches, I remember one place in 12's area that had the best hot pastrami sandiwches. However, if you were riding with Brad Mills...well it goes like this. I was booking so Brad went up and made the order. As he was coming back with the food, including strawberry shakes and fries, we get a 245-shots fired code 3. We roll and get to the scene. The guy is laying on the front lawn and is 927D. So, being FPK trained I make the diagram in my notebook, etc. and as you know, we didn't have yellow tape or that stuff. We contained thescene. Wile awaiting Homicide and the coroner, I start to eat my sandwich. I was unaware that Brad had put "hot" jalapenos between each layer of pastrami. My eyes watered up, ny nose and mouth burned and all I could do was yell obscenities at himn on the other side of the scene. Later, the media came along with everyone else. I was eating my fries and ketchup (to lessen the fire) and the young photog started getting queasy. When the coroner went t put the 927Din the body bag was just at the point when I slurped the bottom of my milkshake. The photog immediatley lost his cookies. I still, to this day, don't trust Brad anywhere near my food. STFB, Brad... Harry

Dates at FPK: 65-67

Gar Austin Sunday, 6/22/03, 11:49 AM

Just read a few stories about the scorchers from Jalisco's. Reminds me of being a boot Lt. at FPK and was advised of a chow run. I ordered a burrito and should have noticed the sly grin that I got in response. I dove into that beauty as I sat in the coffee room and noticed all eyes were on me. Fortunately I had just come from ELA and my mouth had already been cauterized by more than a few barrio burritos or I may have stuck a fire extinguisher down my throat. Knowing that I had been had I tried to act nonchalant and ate the whole damn thing without a word but I know the sweat pouring out of me was a dead giveaway. The greatest group of guys ever to work the streets. P.S. No one copped out but I know it was you Spiller!

Dates at FPK: 1962-1964

John Stacy 9-15-04

I have an original "Wanted" poster for Patty Hearst and the Harrises, and when I see it, I'm reminded of when we used to go to Hercules Burgers, on Imperial, east of Alameda, to get something to go. The girls that were working there at that time told us, on more than one occasion, that two white females and a white guy, in a van, who looked a lot like Patty and the Harrises, had come in several times to buy large numbers of burgers, etc., to go. We told them that it couldn't be them because Intelligence had briefed us on the SLA and insisted that they had good intel that everyone had gone to the San Francisco area. I remember how shocked I was when I went home, after working the North end day shift, and turned on the TV and saw a remote broadcast from 54th & Compton. I remember a TV reporter asked a local resident, while they were in a nearby alley, what he thought of the SLA shoot-out, and his response was, "I don't know, I just wonder what Randolph Scott thinks about all this!" Despite the rounds going off around them, the reporter looked at him with a startled _expression and asked him what did Randolph Scott have to do with the SLA shoot-out? The gentleman replied, "You know, Patty's father!"

John Stacy FPK 72-79