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Captain Frank Kennelly (0:00)
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Sergeant Waters (0:04)
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Narrator / Advertiser (0:06)
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Sergeant Waters (0:20)
23 from Sergeant Waters. Who? What happened? He fell off a truck. Yeah. Ye. Huh. How old? A boy. Now, wait a minute. You are in the muster room at the 21st Precinct, the nerve center. A call is coming through. You will follow the action taken pursuant to that call from this minute until the final report is written in the 124 room at the 21st Precinct. All right. You just tell them I'm sending the officers right over there. Yeah. And the ambulance. Okay. That's right. Yeah. 21st Precinct. It's just lines on a map of the city of New York. Most of the 173,000 people wedged into the 9/10 of a square mile between Fifth Avenue and the east river wouldn't know, if you asked them, that they lived or worked in the 21st. Whether they know it or not, the security of their homes, their persons and their property is the job of the men of the 21st Precinct. The 21st. 160 patrolmen, 11 sergeants and four lieutenants, of whom I'm the boss. My name is Kennelly, Frank Kennelly. I'm captain in command of the 21st. I was working my day tour, 8am to 6pm it was a bright, warm Sunday morning, and after I turned out the platoon at 8, sector car number 4 came by the house for me and I went on patrol of the precinct. We had driven uptown en park to the boundary of the 21st and started downtown on Fernando when the number of our car was broadcast with instructions to call the station house. Patrolman Farrell stopped the car at the nearest call box and I rang in the desk officer. Lieutenant Gorman told me that Patrolman Patrick East Cahill had been injured while chasing boys out of a condemned tenement building on First Avenue. He had been taken to Bellevue Hospital in an ambulance because of the possibility of sick leave with pay or disability retirement. In such cases, a commanding officer is obliged to make a detailed investigation to determine if the injury was in the line of duty. So I returned to the car and instructed Patrolman Farrell to drive to Bellevue. There we parked the car, and in the emergency ward I was told where to locate the resident who had treated Patrolman Cahill on admission. Oh, doctor.
Captain Frank Kennelly (2:51)
Yes?
Sergeant Waters (2:52)
Are you Dr. Escher? Yes, I am. I'm Captain Kennelly of the 21st Precinct. Oh, yes, yes. How do you do, Captain? How are You? Patrolman Cahill is one of my men. I understand you treated him when he came in. Yes, I did. What does it look like, Doctor? I think he has a fractured left ankle. Oh? Couldn't carry his weight on it. It was swollen considerably by the time he got here. Even from an examination by palpation, it appeared to be fractured. I sent him back to make X rays. We'll know for sure in a couple of minutes. I see. Can I go back there?
