The following letter was written by a frum NYPD cop, and sent to his father-in-law. Names were omitted.
Dear Schver,
I just got home from working a triple shift- I went to work at 4:30pm on Sunday, and it is currently 1:20am on Tuesday. Nonetheless, I feel it is important to e-mail you concerning an incident which occurred tonight.
I was sent to the West Indian Parade Detail in Crown Heights earlier tonight, together with ten other officers. During a lull in the chaos the [revelers] on the street were creating, my Sgt. overheard me saying that the G. family had invited me over to eat by them. He was intrigued that anyone would want a cop eating over in their house in that neighborhood, and asked if he could join me.
Letter: A Lull in the Labor Day Chaos Give Cops a new Insight into Jews
The following letter was written by a frum NYPD cop, and sent to his father-in-law. Names were omitted.
Dear Schver,
I just got home from working a triple shift- I went to work at 4:30pm on Sunday, and it is currently 1:20am on Tuesday. Nonetheless, I feel it is important to e-mail you concerning an incident which occurred tonight.
I was sent to the West Indian Parade Detail in Crown Heights earlier tonight, together with ten other officers. During a lull in the chaos the [revelers] on the street were creating, my Sgt. overheard me saying that the G. family had invited me over to eat by them. He was intrigued that anyone would want a cop eating over in their house in that neighborhood, and asked if he could join me.