He spent time in pretty much every corner of MA during his career with the MSP, and did his last tour at Logan Airport. The overnight shift. When everyone is bleary-eyed and half awake. In the late 1970s, long before we had round-the-clock news or the internet or iPhones or any of the other electronic gadgets that help us pass the time while waiting in unfamiliar venues.
So it's about 3 AM, people are snoozing in the hard plastic "Brady Bunch" chairs, when over the loudspeaker comes a message:
"Attention. Attention. This is God. Tomorrow has been canceled due to lack of interest. Thank you."
It took about 5 - 10 minutes before the phone line lit up with a very upset sergeant telling "those [effing] jokers" that they were NOT to torment the travelers...
That is all.
3 comments:
Bwahaha!
Ask your dad about a guy names Bill Cooney, and his brother in law Bob Dinsmore.
My uncle and grandfather.
Glad you got a chuckle, Murph. Thanks for the inspiration!
Chris, next time I talk to Dad I'll ask. Chances are pretty good that if they were on the force in the 70s or 80s Dad knew them.
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