Case #41 - re The People vs Jeff Fleming #2 (A barfly, a deputy and a dozen friends named Jack) Sometime in the early 1990s, Detective J.J. Johnson wanted his Carson station coworkers to meet his childhood friend. So, he called his pal Darryl Strawberry and secured a bunch of tickets to a game when Darryl would be playing at Dodger Stadium. After the game we met up at a nearby bar called The Shortstop. I was the third one to arrive at The Shortstop. Fast Eddie Brown and Jeff Fleming were there ahead of me. And surprise, surprise, they had already started drinking. Eddie Brown was trying his damnedest not to rip the felt on the pool table. Jeff on the other hand was close to sealing the deal with a gal at the bar. He had both forearms crossed in front of him on the bar. He was using them to prop his upper body up. His head was drooped forward, hovering just above 11 empty shot glasses. A gal on ...
I am a retired cop. I retired after almost 32 years. I'm also a father and husband. So this is a collection of stories regarding family, friends and work. I hope you like them. If you do, refer your friends. Some names and facts have been changed for various reasons. If you like the stories, subscribing is free. Tell your friends. Some of my favorite stories are The French Toast Connection, Live Better Chemically and anything with Jeff Fleming or Rick Cocke