LAST WEEK IN TRAINING:
TROLLING FOR PERVS:
Yes, it’s our final week learning from the pros. In fact, this week was added at our request because Sgt. Dustin Albright put together a great presentation during his week discussing how the department battles internet crimes. We asked him to come back to discuss polygraph policies and to show us a demonstration of how they actually catch people on the internet doing bad, bad things.
We were split into groups. One group would go with Sgt. Albright to learn about polygraph testing and the rest would stay with Detective Tim Doyle to troll the internet for pervs.
Trolling for pervs basically entails a detective setting up on the internet and waiting for someone to proposition them or worse. Worse? Yeah, the webcam might be one of the worst inventions ever. Why? Well, sometimes people want to show you something on their webcam. Their manly prowess so to speak. And yes, without warning, Detective Doyle was hit on by guy who just instantly had his manhood in his hand and was self-manipulating himself. We also had a few others that crossed the line legally.
The next portion of our training was in the polygraph room. One member of the Academy, Kasey Bolton, was placed in the chair. She was asked to pick a number and write it on a piece of paper. She could show us the number, but not Sgt. Albright.
Through a series of questions, Sgt. Albright was able to accurately tell us what her number was. It was just one way of showing us how the polygraph was able to tell when someone was telling the truth. And that is what they want to use the test for. Truth. Not lies. They don’t want to use it to find lies, they want to use it to find out when someone is telling the truth.
This is something that I had personally been waiting for a very long time. It’s every kid’s dream to ride in a police car (front seat…not back).
I arrived at the PD and was given my bullet proof vest for protection. I was assigned to ride with Officer James McFadden. Obviously, the McFadden name is historic with the Enid Police Department. Several generations of McFaddens have served on the force. I, however was excited to ride with Officer McFadden more because my brother was childhood friends with his cousin Dennis. Small world I guess.
Officer McFadden and I really only received one call while I was with him. A report of someone playing music too loudly. We arrived on scene to find silence. Then we heard the music. It was simply in between songs. The people were nice and complied without incident.
After awhile, we were called back to the station and I was allowed to ride with Sgt. Rick Tanner. This allowed me to go into different zones rather than just the zone that Officer McFadden was assigned to cover.
Ironically, the first call we went out on was in McFadden’s zone. A man had hit a deer on West Willow. 10 minutes earlier, and it could have been McFadden and I hitting that deer coming back to the station. Thankfully, the man was ok, but his truck was a bit worse for the wear. The deer was DOA.
Tanner and I went from one side of town to the other backing up other officers and just looking for things. We responded to an incident at a local bar. It turned out to be nothing, but while there, we received reports of gunfire on the west side. A lot of officers went out to try to find the gunfire. Once in the area, we all could hear it. It sounded as if someone was firing an assault rifle of some sort, perhaps an AR-15. We were on the edge of the City limits, so we just sort of waited in anticipation of finding something. Suddenly, a vehicle came down the county road from the general area of the sound of the gun fire. We followed the truck for a bit and it eventually committed a traffic violation. We pulled the vehicle over to discover some youth in the vehicle. Six to be exact. An open container of alcohol was discovered. No guns. They weren’t our shooters. But we did get some kids off the street that were drinking and committed a minor traffic violation.
It began raining throughout the night. This probably dampened activity. We received one domestic call that was able to be diffused without incident. I suppose the highlight of the night was when we received a call that there was a driver driving west in the eastbound lane of Garriott Road. Tanner looked at me and said, “We take that serious….what do you think?” “Light ’em up!” I said with enthusiasm. “Nope, you do it,” he said. So, I flipped the switch and the car we had been driving all night that seemed normal became a noisy rocket in the rain. We flew down the eastbound lane of Garriott looking for our driver. We then got a report that another officer had found him, based on description, over on Randolph traveling east. He was approaching the railroad tracks near Johnson and I told Tanner that I would bet he was going to go the wrong way down the one way there as the road splits. Sure enough. Light em up.
We got out to hear the guy’s story. He claimed he didn’t know he was driving the wrong way. He had only lived here one year. An officer pointed out the “One Way” sign staring us all in the face where he stopped. The officer administered a field sobriety test and the guy failed. This guy was taking a trip to the Garfield County Detention Center. You don’t get to drive drunk on our streets. Not on our watch.
We headed back to the station. I had started my shift at 9pm and it was nearing 5am. The time flew by. Everything had calmed down out on the town and the officers came in to write up reports. Sgt. Tanner told me that he wished that it had been a busier night for me to see more. He asked if there was anything left that I wanted to do. “Yeah, give me the keys and let me drive her (his car) around the block a few times.” “I value more job more than I value your enjoyment” was pretty much the response on that one. I get the same response when I ask Chief O’Rourke the same thing.
I always had an appreciation for what our guys do out on the streets, but they reinforced that. I could tell that they were ready for just about anything. They never know when they roll up on the scene of a call what they are going to deal with. It could be an easy situation or a tough one. Tanner told me horror stories about the things he had seen in his time on the force.
I thank God that we have people that are willing to serve our community and see the evils of society and deal with them. I’m smart enough to know that our justice system isn’t always perfect. But for the most part, it is still the best system in the world. The cops always get it right? No. They would be the first to tell you that. But in the end, they have a pretty good batting average.
I have enjoyed my time with the Citizen’s Police Academy. The ride along officially ended the course. We have a ceremony marking our completion of the class tomorrow. I can’t stress this enough….If you doubt our police…don’t like them…or maybe you do…you’re curious what they do. APPLY FOR THIS CLASS. I promise you won’t regret it. The lengths that the Enid Police Department is willing to go to show you what they do is amazing. I wish I could keep going. Learn more. Do more.
I want to thank everyone at the Enid Police Department that helps with the classes. Especially Lt. Gary Fuxa and Officer Darin Morris. Incredible guys that genuinely want to help get the message of the department out to the public.