Memories

[indy78]

True, But....

I recommend retired life.. I went to my old office yesterday and told my friends that "I am retired and you are not. Have a nice day at work tomorrow." They did not like it very much. hahaha

It means you are old. That's one of the downsides to being retired.

[CinnamonBear723]

I was cleaning out some things in my closets and found this holster. Put my Python in it and it brought some memories of old times. My department issued me a Smith & Wesson model 67 38 Special revolver with 2 speed loaders. I have never carried the issued revolver once I graduated the academy.

My waist was 30 inches then, and I could only fit the holster, 2 speed loaders, 2 handcuffs, baton ring, and keys. I was very envious of BIG guys who could put a lot of things on their belts.

Now that I retired, it does not matter anymore.

What..........what is that thing............?

[BigStiCK]

I'm not too crusty old yet but have a funny story about holsters. So our 'State Issue Bucket' was famous for having lousy retention & ejecting your sidearm at the worst possible moment. I sprung for a fancy triple-retention rig right out of the academy but alot of guys just didnt want to drop the coin.

So my rook year me & a buddy are working graves. He wore the state bucket & I would always tease him that if we ever had to chase anybody he better hold on to his junk. Sure enough we pull over this dirtbag one night & he takes off. I'm shotgun so I'm out first after him. Buddy secures the PV and is about 20 yards behind. Not 10 seconds in I hear the distinct sound of a pistol hitting the pavement then getting kicked down the road. Simultanious to this I hear buddy screaming "God-D***....MotherF*****!!!!"

Out of the corner of my eye I see his pretty silver S&W skitter down the road to my left. Now I dont know how many of you have ever had the pleasure of chasing somebody in full police gear, but its 10 times harder when you're laughing as hard as you possibly can.

By this time I was catching up to the dirtbag, and I saw him look back at me several times with the funniest expression of fear & confusion I've ever seen. Here was this Chippie laughing at the top of his lungs getting ready to tackle his azz & beat the snot out of him, poor guy prolly thought I was El Diablo himself.

Dude pretty much gave up when I got close. I was laughing & gasping so hard I couldnt give any commands. I just tackled him & started hooking him up. Buddy shows up a moment later. I'm still laughing so hard my face hurts & my eyeballs are literally throbbing. All he would say as we picked the dude up was "You know what- F***You!"