Police Observation

On 05/30/2015, at approximately 1816 hours, your affiant observed a silver Chevrolet Classic occupied by two males. The vehicle circled the block in a counterclockwise manner, repeating a portion of their route. During this time I located the owner of the vehicle utilizing a search through the Pennsylvania Department of Transportation. The registration indicated the plate belonged to another vehicle and registered to Brittney Fisher, who was not an occupant in the vehicle. I activated my emergency lights initiating a vehicle stop in the 100 block of West Washington Street and while stopping the vehicle I observed the passenger making furtive movements towards the center console.

On Wednesday, 10/11/2016, I, Deputy Stacy Stark #1815 received a telephone call from Elaine B. Green (F/W, DOB: 07/03/1962). Green advised, her mother, Evelyn A. Yates (F/W, DOB: 06/19/2016) was a victim of a theft from her residence. Green requested I take the police report because I was familiar with the parties involved due to a report I took on 10/07/2016. See Case Number: 2016-7575. Green believed the suspect was Yates’s grandson, Christian C. Kistner (M/W, DOB: 11/18/1995).

A missing persons case. Coming from a local bed & breakfast were Billy Weaver was last seen. Officers met with an odd woman who is the landlady they have reason to believe she is responsible for him. I have a witness, officers are going to his location.

When I made contact with Mr. Marcan, he advised his friend, Mr. Starkey, was visiting him from Jacksonville for the weekend. Mr. Starkey arrived on Friday and hung out with Mr. Marcan Friday and Saturday night. The last time Mr. Marcan observed Mr. Starkey alive was at approximately 0200 hours in morning (May7, 2017), but at approximately 0300 hours heard Mr. Starkey arguing with his girlfriend on the phone, inside the residence. Mr. Marcan woke up this morning, but did not see Mr. Starkey. Mr. Marcan figure his friend was a sleep, so he went to work. At approximately 2030 hours, Mr. Marcan returned home and observed Mr. Starkey’s dog in the front yard. Mr. Marcan went inside the residence and looked for his friend. When he came to the spare

Imagine if every police officer in the United States had to be required to wear body cameras. The questioning between officer Darren Wilson and Mike Brown could have been solved if a body camera could have captured the incident. This can increase the better outcomes of police officers and their job. People will be able to see everything that happens through the camera 's lens. How do you feel about body cameras being worn? Even though some people believe police officers should not have to wear body cameras, I believe that police officers should be required to wear body cams at all times on duty because it creates more evidence in cases, enforces officers to abide by the laws,and builds trust with the community.

On the above date and time I was conducting traffic enforcement in the area of U.S. Highway 19 and Ridge Road.

During my regular round on station 3 at about 1:20pm, I observed that Claudia was not present on the station. When I asked staff members including station manager regarding her whereabouts one had any clue. I decided to look into the camera. I found out that she was in room 204 from 1:09 pm through 1:32 pm.

It may seem impossible to sum up the daily job description for a police officer. Police officers have to wear many hats during a career. From conducting traffic stops to making a death notification to a next of kin, the job of a police officer comes with many challenges. There is no such thing as routine patrol in law enforcement. Each day an officer may face a new challenge they have not faced before and how they respond and react may be a matter of life or deaf for them or someone else.

On 04-10-16, Officer Crawford #1600 and I responded to 620 N. Oakland Avenue regarding Missing Person Victoria Cabrera.

Every day when I go to school, I was observing police officers at the station, which is located at West 8th. They don’t act unusual, I always wait for the Q train and every time I glance at them, they respond with a smile. They always stand very firm, and look around to observe the people, in one occasion they helped a person that was asking for directions. On Saturday, July 2nd my family and I went out to play soccer, while we were in the field I noticed two police officers ceased a car. Therefore, I approached a little closer in order to observe and I noticed that the police officers started to question him, and I became aware that he had crashed a car a few miles away.

What do people usually think of when they hear the word “surveillance”? Some think about privacy, a common thought is security, and even some may just think about the pros or cons of the technology at hand. The word surveillance is a common word and the proper definition is a close observation, especially of a suspected spy or criminal. This surveillance we know about is very common among those who are concerned with personal safety or safety of an entire country.

Using a correlational study, I would test the hypothesis by using a natural observation. I would observe police officers, because they are known to have frustrating job. I would follow a series of officers, ranging in gender and age, and observe their reactions when frustrated by someone they are arresting. I would want to see the correlation between high levels of frustration with a particularly aggravating arrest, and their behavior towards others after. The independent variable for this study would be the level of frustration in the officer, and the dependent variable would be the individual being arrested. I could operationalize the independent variable by using a scale for the various responses elicited by the officers. The scale would be determined by the number of aggressive responses towards others around them

The little house they had built in the foothills of the Piedmont Region of the Appalachians was reminiscent of the Finley’s cabin they had lived in on the Georgia Mountain. And, even though this one was a good mile from the river and the falls, Charity had made it into a home; however, she still held onto the hope, that one day, she would be able to rise each morning and be able to sit on the porch, drink her coffee, smoke her pipe and have the Fall 's within sight.

I am working an evening move and have been on the police office for a long time. I have a companion named Steve who was additionally procured in the meantime as me and helped me graduate the police institute. Steve and I are talking about run of the mill police tattle when he advises me that he was up throughout the night with a wiped out kid. He then illuminates me that he is additionally feeling sick and is drained from working such a variety of hours to have the additional salaries. Steve approaches me to listen for his radio call sign and wake him up if there is a call. Steve is requesting a ten to fifteen moment rest to restore him and he falls right to rest. Since I would prefer not to allow Steve there to sit unbothered I simply sit

I entered the Sixteenth District Police Station through a revolving door made of plexiglass and a metallic pole. The first thing I observed was the front desk; stretched from the far left to the far right of the rectangular lobby; the desk looked as if it was made of some kind of hard plastic. Four officers (three male, one female) were sitting at the desk wearing blue-collared shirts with brass name tags on the left and badges on the right side of their shirts with dark navy blue pants and a belts with handcuffs, hand weapon etc. The officers had hazel eyes and the men had chestnut hair but, the woman had golden hair. The four officers created a tranquil atmosphere with their kindness to everyone. Although the officers were very tranquil, the smell of the facility smelled like old rusting metal which was very displeasing.