Operation: Blue Christmas
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When you become a police officer they tell you to expect the unexpected. But how to know what the unexpected is? When in a precinct in Brooklyn, a turn of events bring a new twist into an old Christmas Concept, the unexpected happens...
David & Victoria Siev
Victoria Siev was born in Cuba and migrated to the United States with her family as a little girl. She grew up in Brooklyn where her mother and father lived their version of the American Dream by working hard. Victoria got her college degree from New York City Technical Colege and worked in different fields before coming onto the police force. She is now a retired NYPD Police Officer. Her devotions include her husband Dave, and their four children: Angelina, Tomiko, Yumiko, and Victor.Dave Siev is a Japanese-Jewish American, with a Lithuanian descent. At the time of publication he has served nineteen years in the NYPD. He has been the President and coach of the NYPD Fighting Finest Boxing team for nine years; and has worked in many different units within the police force. One of his notable accomplishments was working as the head supervisor on the largest gun-trafficking case in the history of the NYPD.
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Operation - David & Victoria Siev
OPERATION:
BLUE
CHRISTMAS
Based On The Real Life
Experiences Of A Group Of
New York City Police Officers
by
David & Victoria Siev
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SMASHWORDS EDITION
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Operation: Blue Christmas
© 2010 Victoria Siev Books
All rights reserved.
No part of this publication may be reproduced or transmitted in any form or by any means, electronic or mechanical, including photocopy, recording or information storage and retrieval methods now known or to be invented, without the written permission of the publisher, except by a reviewer who wishes to quote brief passages in connection with a review written for inclusion in an educational publication, radio, or TV broadcast.
1st Edition – June 2010
ISBN: 978-0-578-05390-5
Cover illustrations: Damon Sarge
Martin
Cover Christmas constellations: Tomiko, Yumiko and Victor Siev
Copy editor: Nancy Jean Cahen Knopka
Book design: Rosamond Grupp
EBOOK formatting: Angelina Siev
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Smashwords Edition, License Notes
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DEDICATION
For all police officers who—remembering duty
and forgetting the fear in their hearts—have rushed
into the fray.
For all police officers who—forgetting duty but
remembering their hearts—have done the right thing.
For every child who refused to take what they
see with their eyes as the truth, and dared to
look with their hearts.
And to all the dreamers out there, because
Hope knows: for those that have changed the world—
they were at one time, only a dreamer.
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ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
We met our main editor, Torund Diane Bryhn, by chance, and she was nice enough to look at our book, which was hardly more than a pile of notes. Against all logic, she liked it. She referred our work to editor Stephanie K Taylor, who helped us turn it into a real book. Our writing buddies, Julio Rivera and Bobby Mlandinich, also helped. Later, after Stephanie whipped us into some sort of shape, Diane brought in Eilert Vigebo and Anne Blütecher Holter—both who have something to do with the movie industry, and lots of other artsy stuff—and they offered us insight too.
The expert in patois, A. Johnson, we got on our own. As we did book-formatter extraordinaire, Rosie Grupp, and my good friend Damon Sarge
Martin for the cover illustrations. But the book really came together when we got our children involved in our editing: Angelina, Tomiko, Yumiko, Victor, and Vidushi Dyall (niece) to read out loud for us, so that we really began to write much clearer, simpler, and smoother.
Then finally the queen editor, Torund Diane took over the show, and really put us to work—asking us to explain and re-explain this, or to concentrate on that; and to tell our stories over—again, again and again. And so we did.
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Table of Contents
DEDICATIONS
ACKNOWLEDGEMENTS
Chapter 1 ‒ Flashbacks in Blue
Chapter 2 ‒ Family Christmas
Chapter 3 ‒ Elf School
Chapter 4 ‒ The Hero’s Secret
Chapter 5 ‒ A Blue Night
Chapter 6 ‒ The Bell Rings
Chapter 7 ‒ Dollar-up
Chapter 8 ‒ Small Bumps
Chapter 9 ‒ Great Expectations
Chapter 10 ‒ Coffee Breaks
Chapter 11 ‒ Rookie Adventures
Chapter 12 ‒ Going Postal
Chapter 13 ‒ The New Elves Deliver
Chapter 14 ‒ Special Delivery
Chapter 15 ‒A New Team
Chapter 16 ‒ Out of the Blue
Chapter 17 ‒ Donations, Donations
Chapter 18 ‒Operation: Blue Christmas
Chapter 19 ‒Deliveries, To The Letter
Chapter 20 ‒ 2001…The Blue Wall
Chapter 21 ‒ Delivering Strong
Chapter 22 ‒ Promise to Chase
Chapter 23 ‒ Teefin’ and Robbin’
Chapter 24 ‒ Double Blue
Chapter 25 ‒ Blue Times Two
Chapter 26 ‒ Little Blue Lies
Chapter 27 ‒ Kidnapped!
Chapter 28 ‒ Meeting at the Junkyard
Chapter 29 ‒ Blue On Its Own
Chapter 30 ‒ Stepping Back
Chapter 31 ‒ Life Happens
Chapter 32 ‒ The Last Secret
Chapter One
Flashbacks in Blue
The sergeant looked down at the large brown ring surrounding the empty tub. The scalding hot water dripping out of the faucet directly contradicted the bitter cold just outside the window. Down in the street, emergency lights broke through the darkness. Inside the ambulance a little girl lay wrapped in a blanket, shivering from cold, heat and pain. It was a week before Christmas, and the scene was one of the hundreds of jobs called into 911 that night.
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I sat with him by our tree as he looked through a batch of letters on Christmas Eve. At work he was a lieutenant in the police department, but at home he was my husband, and father to our children. Every year the letters captivated him—he shook his head on some, smiled and nodded on others. Occasionally he stopped on one or another to think. The usual abundance of energy and nerves that marked this night was gone. For the first time in years, there would be no work for him tomorrow.
Although my husband was sad, nothing could stop the little lights that twinkled in his eyes. Maybe it was because I knew him so well, but his eyes were like movie screens to me. I could always see the scenes through his eyes whenever he told me a story. Now sitting silent, looking over his letters, those screens still lit up with memories in his mind. Over the years of his police career, and of Christmases past, they were all, flashbacks in blue.
There were two cops in full uniform, dancing away in the police station. There was a captain who ended up with coffee all over his shoes. There was a hungry young boy, whose promise to the stars was later kept by a young police officer. And of course, there was the little girl who started the Blue. The magic of the Blue starts with her pain and courage, and makes tough Brooklyn cops act like they were elves. Now, does this all sound farfetched to you?
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Fairy tale stories have their own way of starting. Magical stories, about places so far away, they might have never existed. In times unreachable by any of our memories. Heroes and mythical creatures conquering all odds. Way outside the realm of big cities and rough neighborhoods.
But magic still happens. Even in New York. Real magic, where regular people do the best they can, with the little they have. It’s not the prettiest thing you’ve ever seen. Nothing’s bright and shiny, nothing’s sugar-coated. But it’s as real as it gets. And it’s still magic. So there you are.
In a land, not too far away, during a time, that wasn’t so long ago—an invisible hand stole a tear from a little girl’s cheek and placed it inside a policeman’s heart. Once upon a time, there was a Blue Christmas.
Chapter Two
Family Christmas
Our four children stormed our room with no regard to the proper amount of sleep. It was Christmas morning of 1998. We followed them to the tree as they laughed and giggled.
Our two middle girls tried to sort the presents into different piles. But the baby boy grabbed everything he could, driving them crazy. Angelina, the eldest, mediated the disputes.
Angelina smiled and repeated everything for her baby brother, Victor. She had a good handle on his antics. The two middle sisters, Tomiko and Yumiko, also repeated themselves. But they believed.
At the age of seven months, Victor spoke one, and only one, word. He had it mastered.
Victor, these are your presents.
Huh?
Victor. These are your presents.
Everyone believed he understood. And so they repeated themselves. One word was all Victor needed to hold a meaningful conversation.
Victor spoke to everyone. Butting in wasn’t a problem either. Maybe people marveled that a baby seemed to understand them, and wanted to hear their voice again. Maybe they liked it that someone was actually listening. Or maybe like his sisters, they believed he almost understood them—so they should just repeat themselves one more time.
Victor’s one-word conversations popped up everywhere. Even foreigners fell for his little trick. They smiled and repeated whatever Victor asked for, in whatever language they were speaking.
While Victor’s baby-talk intrigued almost everyone, I wondered how the strangers Victor talked to would take to the full-grown version that was his father. A policeman friendly to the point of intrusion, smiling in their faces, asking questions—expecting answers.
No Victor, this is your pile, not that one.
Huh?
No Victor, this is your pile, not that one.
Tomiko and Yumiko’s efforts met with little success. Finally Angelina grabbed the baby and tickled him so they could finish their task.
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The children played with their toys for the rest of the morning. There wasn’t one argument for at least an hour. After an early dinner Dave got dressed to leave. He was a sergeant in the NYPD and work didn’t stop for holidays.
Before retiring, I had done ten years in the NYPD as a police officer myself. All officers expect not to get holidays off. Not that Dave would have taken tonight off anyway: his evening included a very special mission, which included visiting a certain little girl. Nothing would keep him away from Brooklyn tonight. I grabbed his coat and walked him to the door.
Will Johnny Mack and Trish help you, Dave?
Johnny Mack was a policeman I had met several times. His hair seemed red, copper or gold, depending on the light. Something out of his Scottish heritage made his greenish eyes sparkle when he smiled. I heard they glowed when he was angry.
Trish Carlton was the central female figure in Dave’s precinct. She was a twenty-something, pretty girl, who wore her blond hair in a spikey style. Most of the policemen in the precinct were only too happy to compete for her attention. If ever she needed something, all she had to do was blink.
My elves will be there, Vicky. Ready to go.
Chapter Three
Elf School
The drive from our house in Ozone Park, Queens to the 67th Precinct of Brooklyn, was about seven miles, or twenty minutes. Less traffic on the Christmas holiday made the ride a little shorter.
In most big cities, a twenty-minute drive is all you needed to exit one world, and enter another. Ozone Park is a typical middle class neighborhood. Mostly single-family homes, placed closely together on every block.
Dave got to the 67th precinct by getting promoted to sergeant in the summer of 1998. The 67 (six-seven
in the police world) had a reputation. It was an A-house,
or a heavy house,
meaning heavy in crime. In Brooklyn the six-seven covered all of East Flatbush, and a small part of Brownsville.
Driving through it, you wouldn’t know that the precinct was such a heavy house. It was a residential neighborhood, filled mostly with two-family homes, two or three stories high. There were some apartment buildings, and a few store-lined, commercial streets.
Cops who patrolled the six-seven knew the neighborhood to erupt. They weren’t sure where or when, but they knew it was coming. Because it always did. A couple of places were rougher than others.
In its southwest corner, the six-seven held the Vanderveer Estates, a complex of fifty-eight buildings, all six stories in height. The Veer
was considered a high-crime area by its residents, by its neighbors, by the police who patrolled them, and by federal crime statistics.
About fifty or so years ago, you might have seen a teen-aged Barbara Streisand strolling through the Vanderveer Estates. That same walk today might get you mugged. Times change.
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The NYPD divided the borough of Brooklyn into the patrol boroughs of Brooklyn North and South. Brooklyn North was filled with A-Houses. Brooklyn South had less, but a heavy house was a heavy house. The hard reputation of the six-seven was well earned.
What Dave didn’t know at the time, was that the six-seven was secretly a school for elves. Well, no one knew.
The transition from a civilian, to rookie officer, to a veteran of a heavy house groomed the same characteristics