Personal Narrative: My Journey Into The Criminal Justice Field

For those not familiar with me, I am Anthony Bloom. I retired from the Green Bay Police Department in 2015 after 30+ years of service. Among my specialties were OWI Enforcement, Traffic Law Enforcement, Accident Investigation, and Traffic Crash Reconstruction.

Chief of police DiSario was responding to a call that said there was an armed man inside a nursing home near Columbus, Ohio (Gunman Kills Ohio Police Chief, 2 others, 2017). When the Chief of police arrived, he was ambushed. The last thing that DiSario said on the radios was that he had the gunman in sight. Two people who worked at the nursing home were also shot and killed. The gunman was a 43 year old man by the name of Thomas Hartless, which I find rather fitting. Considering what he did. In 2010, Mr. Hartless was sentenced to two years for abduction and assault, but was released eight months later (Police Chief killed, three dead in shooting, 2017) Then he was also arrested for domestic violence at the beginning of 2017. Hartless had taken two hostages into a wooded are. However, they were found, unharmed. homas Hartless was also shot and killed at the scene. Hartless girlfriend was one of the employees that was killed during this endeavor. I’m not entirely sure of where these two men were shot. I can’t find it anywhere. Unfortunately, Steven was Chief of police for a few weeks before his life was

Investigators discovered Gaines had ties to Death Row Records, which employed off-duty police officers for security details (Kirk & Boyer, 2001). Upon further investigation, Lyga was terminated for misconduct. Gaines’s family filed, and won, a wrongful death suit against the city of Los Angeles (Kirk & Boyer,

On 06-09-2016 at 1103 hours I was contacted at the front desk of the Police Department in reference to stealing.

Chief of Police, Art L. Howell, was the speaker for the presentation that we attended during my English class. The information he shared with us was very helpful for finding a job and the skills that we would need to do well in that job.

Hey little brother sorry you can't call. I don't have any money on the phone. I haven't spoken with Mj in a month. I am so heartbroken. Your wife told me the great news and I am so happy for you both. Like I told Lamont I really don't talk to no one in Michigan. Kristy (1-2 times a week) Aretha and Fred (every other 3-4 months) maybe. Mom and Cass never. So that's that. You, Lamont and Mj are my concerns as long as you all let me be in your lives I will be. I love all my family dearly; however, along the way we have lost vital parts of who we are as a family. I think long incarcerations have made some feel that they are not family. Many people have forgotten who they are as simply Africans but on a basic level in this family we have forgotten

“The Sheriff´s office has issued a mandatory evacuation order for your area.” A phone call like that will get you out of bed in a hurry, and it’s something you don’t get used too. I grew up in Ramona, California, a small rural town with not much to offer. Mountains, farm animals, hillbillies and fires… all a part of Ramona.

The major that I chose was Criminal Justice. I chose this major because most lawyers major in Criminal Justice. I decided to look into the Criminal Justice major at DMACC. My first semester is just going to be the basics like intro to Criminal Justice and other classes like that. My second semester is going to be about criminal investigation. My third semester is going to get more in depth than the other two semester were, and my last semester is going to be about an internship mainly. By the time that I get done, I need at least 64 credits. I knew what the courses and how many credits I needed because I have already looked into all of this.

Officer Gordon comes quickly up to me and says “Chief Lussen we found him” and that officer Miles is taking him into the interrogation room. As I take a second to myself and take a deep breath officer Gordon passes me files for the case. I walk towards the interrogation room but i wanted to look at him before I walked in and started interrogating him. So I looked at him through the observation mirror into the interrogation room and thought to me all my years of working as a homicide investigator this case is the case that has shocks me the most. 37 residents that live in the neighborhood and saw & even heard something or someone yelling on the street didn't even call the police.

As I am sitting in my smelly, old jail cell I am thinking why did I pretend to be someone else. I’ll tell you why I got into jail. This is the story of how I got into all of mess and what I did that made me go to jail. Once I was stealing from a store and I was about to big escape while my partner was outside by the car covering for me. My partner and I always robbed places because this is what we did since we were in high school. We got in the car started to drive, went across the bridge and BOOM. We quickly jumped out of the car and got in the boat under the bridge in enough time to get in the boat before the police got to our car to find us. We drove back to the warehouse in the boat because we have to drop the money that we got and we almost

the cops could never catch up to me. In March of 1965 before riding around George two guys decided they wanted to race me. After dropping my wife off, I told them my friend and I would meet them East of town and I started at where the funeral home is now and by the time I was at the nursing home corner I was doing 90 mph. Just a little way ahead there was a car sitting in the middle of the road, right where I was headed because of ice and water. I hit the brakes seconds before I collided with the car. I damaged the car and totaled mine. My friend in the passenger seat put his knee up and smudged the paint right off of the glove bow and when I saw the crash coming I grabbed the steering wheel as tight as I could and bent it forward until it vaguely resembled a steering wheel. Thankfully, no one was seriously hurt. The Highway patrol man never gave me a ticket because of the ice but looking at the damage, I thought it would be a good idea to give me a

I will not stop until I make the world a safer and better place. Maybe it'll be done by me being a prosecutor and help bring justice to the families who have been hurt. Maybe I’ll be a police officer and work my way up to a detective, or maybe I’ll even be a forensic psychologist and testify in court for the prosecution. It’s obvious I don’t know exactly how I’ll protect my people and make the world safer, but I am determined to do so; I will not give up on making my dreams a reality.

My second week at the court house was long but eye opening. I learned so much about the criminal justice system. I leaned that each procedure and each role a person play is crucial to someone life. On Tuesday, the day was short but still alarming. I came in and shadow one of the clerks as she was preparing for court. As the clerk was setting up for court I remember trying to recognize which department is what on each traffic ticket. I felt confuse, but the clerk show who was trooper, SUNY New Paltz police, and state police/ She remind that I will eventually learn who is who and how to set up for court. I felt better about what she said and I was ready for court. I notice that court will be short today because we did not have many cases. I began

They take me to the cell and as go in I tell them that I didn’t do anything wrong, I am a US resident and that I want a lawyer now, I have the right to an attorney! “In a couple of moments someone will come to talk to you.” They tell me. As I wait in my cell, I see someone come my way. They open the cell and tell me, “You are in an Immigration lockup center sur. There is a phone your left, you have five minutes to call your lawyer or anyone you desire before anything else happens.” I nod my head, stand up from where I was sitting and head my way to the phone. As I pick up the phone the first person I call is my wife. I call her and tell her what has just happened to me. “Oh my God! I can’t believe this is happening!” she is telling

However, In May of 2007, I decided to pursue my second goal of Criminal Justice. I applid for Philadelphia Police Department in June 2007 and was hired in December 2007. It was the best decision I’ve made in my life. I love everything there is to know about law enforcement. Being a police officer knowing that I’m trying to make a difference in the community of people around me is awesome. When I graduated from the academy Commissioner Charles Ramsey started his career at the Philadelphia Police Department. Commissioner Ramsey first project was implemented the community policing. My class was the first class to do the foot beats in the communities with the most crime areas. That experience gave me the chance to learn the community and the