Sunday, March 26, 2006

HAte to speak ill of the dead.Victor Petersen, village cop and, some say, half a nazi

Victor Petersen, village cop -- Newsday.com I never had a problem with him, but my cuz might have. When he was about ten, he was riding his bike on a sidewalk in Northport. As he started to pas Petersen, the officer threw a nasty hip check and sent my cuz sprawling into the gutter (Nice foot and a half curb there). Always thought that was kinda fucked up. (But hey, rumor is cops are worse in some other places. )Petersen also chased a friend of mine for about two and a half miles. On foot. My friend was sixteen. Petersen was pushing 55. I must say, I got alot of exercise cuz of this guy. Whenevr I got more than a half a bag on at Gunther's, and I knew he was on duty, I'd walk the three miles home. He always had the best hiding spots. The other cops,well, let's just say you could avoid them just by driving up MAin Street. They hid too well. Petersen was a really good cop. He nailed an aquaintance for DWI at one in the afternoon. . . that is thinking outside the box. I never think people are drinking that early in the day. . .

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