The Notes

Twenty-three three thousand water. Yeah, that's right. We've got to hear. Agent, what did you say you may want? Yeah, we've got to know it here too. It was a twenty. Yes. Let me connect you with the command.

You are in the much the room at the twenty-first precinct in the nose center. A call is coming through. You will follow the action taken pursuant to that call from this minute until the final report is written in the one twenty four room at the twenty-first precinct.

All right. We'll hold it up like this. What time would you be here? Okay. Twenty-first Precinct. It starts lines on a map of the city of New York, mostly the 173,000 people wedged into the 9th and 10th of the square mile between Fifth Avenue and the East River. We didn't know if you asked them, it was a job of

the men of the 21st Precinct. The twenty-first, one hundred and sixty patrolman, eleven sergeants and four Lieutenant's of whom I'm the boss. My name I'm Captain in command of the 21st. I was working my day tour, 8 a.m. to 6 p.m. It was a quiet morning in the precinct until 1110 when Lieutenant Gorman, the desk officer, rang into my office

to inform me that the second alarm had hit on a fire on York Avenue. Before a car could come by the house to take me to the scene, the third alarm had hit. When I arrived, the fire, which was in a dry cleaning plant, was under control. The fire officer in charge told me

The officer in charge told me that he had ordered to third alarm turned in as a precautionary measure because of the highly combustible material in the place and the proximity of the blaze to a public school.