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An unforgettable night PDF Print E-mail
Written by Bob Weir   
Saturday, 19 January 2013 00:00

On Dr. Martin Luther King Jr.'s birthday, I'm reminded of a dreadful event that occurred when I was a rookie cop. April 4, 1968 is a day I'll never forget. I was working the 4 to midnight shift with my partner, Leroy Spivey, in the Bedford/Stuyvesant section of Brooklyn, New York. We were on radio motor patrol during an unusually warm spring evening in the predominantly African-American neighborhood. It would get a lot warmer before the night was over. We had been working together for about a year as the first black and white (referred to as “salt-and-pepper”) team in our precinct, and one of the first in the city. The tour of duty in the high crime area had been pretty much a routine affair during the first half of our shift: burglaries, robberies, vehicle accidents, family disputes, etc.

Then, about 8 o'clock, a tragedy occurred that would change the course of history. It began for us when someone yelled over the police radio, “Martin Luther King was just shot in Memphis.” Leroy, an African-American who had often spoken proudly of the man who for many years had led the civil rights movement toward equality in America, sat in stunned silence. As I steered the car along the dark street, I looked toward my partner and said, “Aw, don't believe that. It's some jerk with a depraved sense of humor.” But a few minutes later, a voice said, “King is DOA. A sniper got him.” Leroy covered his face with his hands and shook his head slowly as if trying to block out the truth of the message.

It was only moments later that the shocking news swept the country and the riots began. Calls for police response flooded the airwaves, as a segment of the population took to the streets, burning and looting in a mad frenzy of outrage and frustration. We spent the next 12 hours racing from one riot to another, chasing down looters, handcuffing them and taking them to a central booking location so other officers could process them, allowing us to return to the street. I don't remember how many arrests we made during that long, tumultuous night, but we worked continuously until 8 the next morning. Although the violence, bitterness, and hatred I witnessed during that 16 hour tour would long be remembered, the most unforgettable sight was the intermittent tears that filled my partner's eyes as he struggled with his emotions but did his job with a profound courage and dignity. He berated those we caught looting and condemned them for besmirching the memory of Dr. King.

Several times during the night, when we collared someone who had just crashed through a store window and was running away with stolen property, my partner would grab them by the throat and push them up against a wall. “This is how you honor the memory of Dr. King?” he shouted menacingly in the person's face. “You think this is what Dr. King would have wanted?” He hissed, struggling to keep from pummeling those who used the death of an icon as an excuse for criminal activity. It should go without saying that the overwhelming majority of black Americans had nothing to do with those riots, but Leroy instinctively knew that a segment of the white population would label the entire race responsible for the behavior of a few violent opportunists.

The experience was difficult for me, but it was devastating for my partner. From his perspective as a black man raising a family in the America of 1968, not only had he suffered the loss of the most powerful spiritual and political civil rights leader of the century, but he had to endure the indignity of seeing members of his race turn to the streets in an orgy of destruction that could only be detrimental to the memory of his idol. I don't pretend to understand the emotional roller coaster he and millions of other blacks had to deal with as they faced an uncertain future without their beloved leader. King represented more than the civil rights movement in America. He was the conscience of a nation that needed to be continuously reminded of its sins against those who were being judged, “by the color of their skin, rather than by the content of their character.”

Prior to that horrendous night, I hadn't understood the impact the Nobel Peace Prize winner had on the hearts, souls and minds of millions of African-Americans. If it weren't for the tremendous display of courage and character I witnessed from my partner, I suppose I would not have been able to see the other dimension to that tragedy. Thanks to him, my education was significantly broadened in the space of 16 hours, and I became more proud than ever to call myself Leroy's partner.


Bob Weir is a long-time Flower Mound resident and former local newspaper editor.

 

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+1 #3 Brenda S. 2013-01-27 20:15
Thanks for your insight on that terrible day in our shared nation's history. Don't think about leaving FM, ok? It would be our loss.
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+3 #2 Bryan C Webb 2013-01-27 16:10
Nice remembrance Bob.
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-1 #1 CC Hillbilly 2013-01-27 00:47
Why do you not go back to New York? You write about it without ceasing. Do us all a favor and GO BACK FROM WHERE YOU CAME!

Thanks!
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