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| Blue Wall NYPD.com |
| From Viet Nam... to the Concrete Jungle Of New York City |
On January 16, 1967 Joe
Sanchez Picon was looking
forward to passing on the
pork and lima beans from
his C-rations for a hot meal
back at LZ Virginia.
Joe wouldn't see that hot
meal as his day ended in a
field hospital in Nha Trang.
Joe's first thought when he
regained consciousness was,
"Nha Trang was a terrible
place to be – better than the
morgue, but way worse than
lima beans."
Joe would recover from his
wounds and go on to a police
career. Joe went from Viet
Nam Vet to former Port
Authority police officer,
NYPD police officer, New
York State corrections
officer, and author.
Sanchez Picon was looking
forward to passing on the
pork and lima beans from
his C-rations for a hot meal
back at LZ Virginia.
Joe wouldn't see that hot
meal as his day ended in a
field hospital in Nha Trang.
Joe's first thought when he
regained consciousness was,
"Nha Trang was a terrible
place to be – better than the
morgue, but way worse than
lima beans."
Joe would recover from his
wounds and go on to a police
career. Joe went from Viet
Nam Vet to former Port
Authority police officer,
NYPD police officer, New
York State corrections
officer, and author.
I read this book about a month ago and couldn't put it down. If you grew up
in NYC and walked the streets of the lower east side
and Brooklyn you are in for some real excitement.
His cases come to life as he takes you through the life of NYC Police officer
day by day.
There's plenty going on here from street gangs to police corruption to
jealousy within the department. Joe even leaves room for a little romance.
Move over "Mean streets" here comes "Real Streets".
in NYC and walked the streets of the lower east side
and Brooklyn you are in for some real excitement.
His cases come to life as he takes you through the life of NYC Police officer
day by day.
There's plenty going on here from street gangs to police corruption to
jealousy within the department. Joe even leaves room for a little romance.
Move over "Mean streets" here comes "Real Streets".
Andrew P. Falco (Waldwick, New Jersey USA)
“We don’t talk about it.”
That’s what the veteran policeman from Brooklyn’s 92nd
Precinct, a good and honest cop, told his rookie partner
one day. We don’t get mixed up in it–not the graft, not
the shakedowns, not the abuse, not the endless turf
battles among higher-ups. We deal with these things
however we can. But we don’t talk about it.
One day, a good cop dies.
That’s what the veteran policeman from Brooklyn’s 92nd
Precinct, a good and honest cop, told his rookie partner
one day. We don’t get mixed up in it–not the graft, not
the shakedowns, not the abuse, not the endless turf
battles among higher-ups. We deal with these things
however we can. But we don’t talk about it.
One day, a good cop dies.
And, talk about it or not, his comrades know they have to do something
about it.
A tale of what went on behind the New York’s Blue Wall in the roaring 70’s...
“Let the f**ks kill each other.”
That was the credo of Captain Maximilian Leopold, of Brooklyn’s 92nd
precinct. But even Joe Picon, the rookie cop, knew the f**ks didn’t always
kill other f**cks. When “the f**ks” began to converge–the Jimenez Gang, the
Brass Knuckle Rapist, Skinhead Ramos, turf-hungry bureaucrats, bean-
counting number crunchers, and the lust-crazed Captain himself–the victim
who died wasn’t a f**k at all. He was a good cop from another precinct, and
he had been blind sided by another credo even good cops follow:
“We don’t talk about it.”
about it.
A tale of what went on behind the New York’s Blue Wall in the roaring 70’s...
“Let the f**ks kill each other.”
That was the credo of Captain Maximilian Leopold, of Brooklyn’s 92nd
precinct. But even Joe Picon, the rookie cop, knew the f**ks didn’t always
kill other f**cks. When “the f**ks” began to converge–the Jimenez Gang, the
Brass Knuckle Rapist, Skinhead Ramos, turf-hungry bureaucrats, bean-
counting number crunchers, and the lust-crazed Captain himself–the victim
who died wasn’t a f**k at all. He was a good cop from another precinct, and
he had been blind sided by another credo even good cops follow:
“We don’t talk about it.”
Joe has been trying to tell this story
for some time. It's his story, but not
his alone. It is also the story of those
who lived and died alongside him, in
Viet Nam and in that other battle, for
justice and safety under the shield of
the law, that is fought daily in the
streets of every big city by every
honest cop. In his case, the city was
the Naked City and the cop was a
Latino. And the battle was neither
for the civilians alone, nor just
against the bad guys in the street.
Sometimes the bad guys were in the
Department. And sometimes the
people who needed protection were
the honest cops.
for some time. It's his story, but not
his alone. It is also the story of those
who lived and died alongside him, in
Viet Nam and in that other battle, for
justice and safety under the shield of
the law, that is fought daily in the
streets of every big city by every
honest cop. In his case, the city was
the Naked City and the cop was a
Latino. And the battle was neither
for the civilians alone, nor just
against the bad guys in the street.
Sometimes the bad guys were in the
Department. And sometimes the
people who needed protection were
the honest cops.
| True Blue: A Tale of the Enemy Within Joe's Autobiography |
