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Show He Tells 'Em Where to Prowl WHERE POLICE RADIO CALLS ORIGINATE Auguit Vogeler in broadcasting headquarters Police Find Alports ol Jobs In Answering RadipIaster The duties of a police prowl car driver include everything from taking home stranded girls to shooting it out with bandits. ( l Last night, or rather this morning, a telegram I reporter, riding with Patrolman J. 8. Ramsey, I SECOND obtained some first-hand information on the du-r du-r OF A ties of these night riders. I SERIES The two-way radio equipped coupe was cruis- I Ing along Redwood road, north of the airport It j 1 wa, 4:30 . m. The patrolman spied an old sedan parked alongside the road. At first glance it looked empty, but closer examination revealed two shivering couples curled up in the teats. Another member of the party was , out somewhere In search of gasoline. gaso-line. One of the girls had to report to work at 6 a. m. She asked the i officer to take her home. He did. I She lived at Thirty-third South and I West Temple streets. Then he re-i re-i turned to the stranded automobile j with enough gasoline to send It chugging to the nearest open service ser-vice station, which was a long way off at that hour. The prowl car driver bumps into all aorta of queer denizens of the night There was a shabby, half starved derelict who was stumbling along West Broadway at 1 a. m. The old man was shambling down street, looking here and there for whatever of value he might come upon. Over his shoulder waa slung a dirty burlap sack, half filled with I refuse of the alleys. He was munching munch-ing a mooched bun. Dull eyea stared from a dirty face that was hidden behind a scraggly beard. He answered questions ques-tions In monosyllables and spoke with difficulty, obviously because of some throat Irritation. He could hardly tell his nams. but shoved a handful of dirty papers pa-pers at Patrolman Ramsey which hinted a tragic story. There were letters from Italy, all dated long ago. There were pictures, pic-tures, obviously of his family, because be-cause his eyes took on life when he viewed them. There waa a' picture of the, man himself, though the man and picture were hardly reconcilable recon-cilable now. The letters told of the prosperous Italian leaving his homeland to fill a well paying position in the United States. But that waa all they told. They didn't mention why he was 'shambling along the West Broadway Broad-way gutter, a broken, destitute dere-1 dere-1 llct, scouring alleys for food. Nor could the man tell Patrolman Patrol-man Ramsey, He Just stared, like some stricken, dumb animal, when questioned and muttered something about "12 go broke." |