I'll never forget the FIRST time I was scheduled to be off Christmas Eve and Christmas Day. I was a sergeant in a burglary and theft unit and Christmas Eve morning, about 8 a.m., my lieutenant called to tell me that one of my detectives needed my help. A young man (AWOL from the army) had been arrested in a stolen car the night before. His aunt, a well known Dallas attorney, had been called, and I later learned that she went to visit him, told him she loved him, and that she'd try to get him off as lightly as possible and back in the army, but "first you're going to clear up all your business and tell the officers EVERYTHING or I'm going to bounce your head off the walls." Now this was an old gal who looked like she could go bear huntin' with a switch, and the boy knew she meant it.:laughing: So we drove around with him pointing out the homes he and his friends had burglarized, the homes where we'd find the stolen property, etc. So of course I had to get some search warrants. I got a city pickup truck, got a couple of trustees out of the jail to help, loaded up the stolen property we recovered, etc. (two or three truck loads) Needless to say, it was after midnight and more than 12 hours before I was able to go home just before the kids got up Christmas morning. And that was the last Christmas that I worked.:laughing:
