Louie Miller

Louie Miller

We remember Detective Louie Miller, especially this time of the year. He sacrificed his life for us on March 11, 1987. In December, 1981, my first day on the job after graduating the Police Academy, I met a man who I would remember and look up to for the rest of my...

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My dear friend, Mrs. Irene Cox, returns to her daughter Jacqueline on the same day of the year she passed away.

My dear friend, Mrs. Irene Cox, returns to her daughter Jacqueline on the same day of the year she passed away.

Sharing some sad news, Mrs. Irene Cox, a friend of mine, passing away today. In 2008, I was in McDonald’s on Flatbush Avenue, off Avenue R. A woman who I had seen there before, with the warmest smile and such beautiful eyes, saw the stars on my white shirt under my...

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A Person of Service

A Person of Service

We remember Chief Steve Bonano, who died six years ago today, from 9/11 cancer. Steve was my Executive Officer in Brooklyn South. A great man, with a strong background in policing, including assignments in Aviation (Steve was a pilot) and Emergency Service. He was...

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My “Other” Birthday

My “Other” Birthday

On January 8, 2018 – a day I call my “other" birthday – I retired from the NYPD after 37 years of service. My career was amazing, a true journey, emotionally and spiritually. I experienced the greatest honors, and inspirations and joy, as well as some of the...

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A Gift, Like No Other

A Gift, Like No Other

In 2016 and 2017 I would listen to the audiobook by Wayne Dyer, “Change Your Thoughts - Change Your Life”, over and over again, when I walked on the boardwalk in Rockaway. The book is a collection of his interpretations of the “Tao Te Ching”, written by Lao Tzu in...

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Thomas “TJ” Curly

Thomas “TJ” Curly

I live in an apartment on the beach in Rockaway and every window faces the ocean. At about 4:00 AM on December 3, 2017, having fallen asleep on my recliner, I woke and saw emergency lights flashing onto the otherwise dark boardwalk. I went to my terrace, leaned...

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Louie Miller

Louie Miller

We remember Detective Louie Miller, especially this time of the year. He sacrificed his life for us on March 11, 1987. In December, 1981, my first day on the job after graduating the Police Academy, I met a man who I would remember and look up to for the rest of my...

My dear friend, Mrs. Irene Cox, returns to her daughter Jacqueline on the same day of the year she passed away.

My dear friend, Mrs. Irene Cox, returns to her daughter Jacqueline on the same day of the year she passed away.

Sharing some sad news, Mrs. Irene Cox, a friend of mine, passing away today. In 2008, I was in McDonald’s on Flatbush Avenue, off Avenue R. A woman who I had seen there before, with the warmest smile and such beautiful eyes, saw the stars on my white shirt under my...

A Person of Service

A Person of Service

We remember Chief Steve Bonano, who died six years ago today, from 9/11 cancer. Steve was my Executive Officer in Brooklyn South. A great man, with a strong background in policing, including assignments in Aviation (Steve was a pilot) and Emergency Service. He was...

My “Other” Birthday

My “Other” Birthday

On January 8, 2018 – a day I call my “other" birthday – I retired from the NYPD after 37 years of service. My career was amazing, a true journey, emotionally and spiritually. I experienced the greatest honors, and inspirations and joy, as well as some of the...

A Gift, Like No Other

A Gift, Like No Other

In 2016 and 2017 I would listen to the audiobook by Wayne Dyer, “Change Your Thoughts - Change Your Life”, over and over again, when I walked on the boardwalk in Rockaway. The book is a collection of his interpretations of the “Tao Te Ching”, written by Lao Tzu in...

Thomas “TJ” Curly

Thomas “TJ” Curly

I live in an apartment on the beach in Rockaway and every window faces the ocean. At about 4:00 AM on December 3, 2017, having fallen asleep on my recliner, I woke and saw emergency lights flashing onto the otherwise dark boardwalk. I went to my terrace, leaned...