The Platform

21st Precinct Sergeant Waters. Sergeant Paul Lieutenant of Umanna Boss. My name is Cronin, Vincent P. Cronin. I am Captain and Command of the 24th Precinct. I was doing night duty, 4 p.m. to 8 a.m.

It was a busy night in the precinct. At 8 p.m., the toldman Joseph McGill rang in, stating he had reason to believe there was a dyke game in progress in the rear of a barbershop on his post.

The desk office of Lieutenant Patrick Gorman conveyed this information to me, and I instructed him to notify the six division plain clothesmen whose job it is to enforce the laws relating to public morals in the 21st and the other precincts of the division. At five minutes after 9 p.m., four plain clothesmen arrived in the precinct to act on the information. With the assistance of Patrolman McGill, two men

from sector car number two and myself, the suspected premises were raided. A dice game was in fact in operation. Seventeen men were placed under arrest. The patrol wagon was summoned, they were brought to the station house for booking. The master room was swarming with suspects and police officers. As Lieutenant Gorman took the pedigree of the first suspects

and entered it into the arrest record, I stood behind the desk. All right, all right, keep it quiet. What do you think you are? All right, next. I asked this one. Step right up there.

Up, John Ann. That's what's up, I got Captain. Yes, yes. Joe, where I was? First name is Joseph. Joe is up here. What's the middle name? Joseph C. Joseph Carlo with C-A-R-L. That's right. C-A-R-L.

How did you spell the lesson? E-R-W-O-D. Hey, look, I want to get destroyed. I wasn't shooting crap. I was in the barbershop to get a haircut. You can ask anybody. Oh, there he is. 32 March, what do you live?