""The 13th Precinct"...." Topic

The Fine Officers of The 13th Precinct are finished and up on my blog.
Ready to take on the ne'er do-wells on the dirty streets of my city, they keep the law and order….

Take a look and enjoy!

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Comments are always appreciated.

Thanks!

What? You kidding me?

I knows for a FACT, that least four of dos guys is onna take.

Geddoutta here.

Nice work Murphy, funny they are all Irish…except Roz.

Memories. The old 13th precinct was on 22nd street between 1st and 2nd avenue on the lower east side of Manhattan, and it *was* full of Irish cops. We had a love/hate relationship with them. They busted our chops and kept us moving because they figured we were on our way to start some kind of trouble, or we were *thinking* about starting some kind of trouble. And they were *right*. LOL. But they really weren't bad guys. They grew up just like we did, and they knew the ropes. Anyway, at Christmas time they collected used, but still useable toys and then wrapped them up for the younger kids in the neighborhood. We lined up all around the block waiting to get the gifts. Girl gifts for the girls and boy gifts for the boys. The cops all looked like they were in a very good mood as they passed out the toys. Probably because they were half lit from their Christmas party. LOL. So all I can say is cheers to the "harness bulls" of the old 13th.

Hey Murph, who makes those figures?

DO you have Car 54?

Hi Bashy;

They are from Bob Murch's "Pulp Figures" in their "Gangland Justice" series "The Boys in Blue"….

The Shadow…wow…thanks for the info. And yes…Here's to your old boys on the beat…

Taking of the Pelham….1….2….3 if you're go as bust a rhyme then come see me! These guys look like perfect newyork constables

The 13 pct is still there.
The old Police Academy is on the other side (23 street) and Emergency Truck One is housed next door.

I used to love going into those old houses. Lots of history
hidden in those walls and plenty of ghosts wandering the hallways. Reading the old blotters was a source of endless fascination. It's reall a shame the way the NYPD keeps records. Most of the stuff is just piled up in boxes in a basement or closet somewhere. Generally, it floods or someone takes it upon themselves to just throw it all out.

All that history……

Just curious…why the 13 th?

Nevinsrip; it just sounded good…I was going to go with the 45th but I said "What the heck, lets use 13…"

Just curious…why the 13 th?

So they can be neighbors with Barney Miller and the guys of the 12th

>>The 13 pct is still there.<<

Bill (nevinsrip)

Right…sort of. The "new" 13th precinct, with the Police Academy, between 20th and 21st streets, was built in the mid 1960's, about ten years after the 3rd avenue elevated subway was torn down. The old 13th was built early in the 20th century, and it looked it. The building was small and ancient. I recall that there were two white globe lights on either side of a stoop with "POLICE" written on them. I don't recall how many floors there were, but there was a small gym on one of the upper levels where we Police Athletic League members could lift weights and play basketball. The main floor looked like something out of "Barney Miller".

The precinct served a very diverse cultural and economic population. The Gramercy Park area was west of the 3rd avenue El. It separated the very wealthy from the very poor to lower middle class residents of the tenements east of the park. With the demise of the El the area became gentrified and with renovation many of the tenements were turned into expensive apartments and co-ops. That area today is *nothing* like it was from the turn of the century to the mid 1960's. When I was a teenager there were several teenaged street gangs from the tenements. The Lords (Puerto Rican) from 24th St., a *big* unnamed Irish gang from 21st St. that was formed by two families that were related by marriage, our club was The 1st Avenue Sinners, and some smaller gangs were mixed in. Like the Young Knights and The Sacred Heart Gents. I don't recall any kind of organized crime, or even "social clubs" that actually housed local mobsters in the neighborhood. I never saw "numbers" being collected, until I worked in Pennsylvania station unloading trucks after school. Our boss was a "numbers" collector and every day a guy they called "The Camel", because he always wore a camels hair coat, came and picked up the cash. I also knew of one bookie that was so well known to the guys on our block that he bought his "customers" kids presents for Christmas!

The gangs took over the parks at night, or, in our case, we hung out on the condemned piers (now gone) along the East River. The cops from the 13th certainly knew that we were there, but as long as long as we didn't bother the locals, and stayed out of sight down by the river, we were left alone. Nobody bothered the "civilians" back then. My grandmother went shopping, walking right through the mob of Irish guys hanging out on the stoop, and she was never bothered in any way.

I guess the cops from the old 13th knew the population around them, and managed it all very well.