Funerals suck. They especially suck when the sun shines on a spring day. A day meant for laughter with family, with friends, in the joy of life. The joy that the deceased […]
Funerals Suck
My Dad, My Brother in Blue
“…a bond that will never be broken nor a journey forgotten.” After my dad died in 1979 I’d think of him often. But it was always as my dad. Not recently. Now […]
Blood and Brotherhood
When the bloodied and ashen cop walked onto the train, the passengers screamed. She had eight months on the job, a cop working her subterranean beat…under the city of New York. Very […]
The Dash…of Life
The train’s motorman released the control handle, hydraulic brakes froze the wheels but the train hurtled on. Tombstones carry a dash between date of birth and date of death: Jan 1, 1955-Feb […]
Epitaphs…Our Own
Det. Vincent Romeo was buried yesterday. See previous post: https://wherethesundontshine.net/2016/01/27/the-detective-producer/ When I attended his wake and spoke with his family and friends I saw floral sprays that were reflective of Vinnie’s career in […]
Our K 9 Service Veterans
When the sign says, POLICE DOGS DO NOT ENTER, well, you just don’t enter without an escort. That’s just your basic survival mechanism talking. So I called inside by phone. P […]
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