I left police work to retire after 25 good years. It’s a toguh way to make a living but I couldn’t be more grateful for the time I was a cop, nor for the fine men and women with who I worked. Change is kind of hard for police officers: new laws, new technologies, new and refined procedures to learn. Mostly good but sometimes a little hard to process. But the end of a long era and a special partnership has come for all in blue.
The Crown Victoria police Interceptor has finished its glorious run from the assembly lines at Ford to the streets of America. It is as iconic as the cow pony was to the Old West, and just as vital to the officers who drove it. It was at various times an office, a mount, a shield, a shelter and a general purpose transporter and partner. The Crown Vic carried all of our gear, flew like the wind and handled like a dream. It manuevered with a grace that belied its generous size and spacious cabin. And when new technologies entered its interior it still saved room and comfort for the most important resource aboard: the driver.
There will come a new generation of cars called “police interceptor”, but each will have far to go to earn the respect and gratitude that our officers in blue have for the Crown Vic- America’s cruiser.