Funny, Funny Stories From my days at Eden, P.D.
By Michael D. Martin, E.C.P.D. Retired
About the author...Michael Martin (pictured front row, far right in the 1981 photo) is a retired veteran of 25 years on the Eden City Police Department, and has penned a number of anecdotal writings recalling his experiences.
XII. The Raid in Grande OaksDuring my time as Chief of detectives, we had a lot of success because my boys would whip out a legal search warrant and search a place or home in half a heartbeat and more times than not, we found something. We had a little fella who lived in Grande Oaks who, over a period of time, managed to burglarize nineteen homes. We used to see him out walking at all times of the night but most of the burglaries were daytime burglaries, when folks were at work.
A lot of the burglaries were not even reported until this investigation was in full swing. We finally got a real break when neighbors saw him crawling thru a window. We drew a search warrant for his home to look for stolen items.
Detectives Skip Johnson, Barry Carter, Buddy Moretz and Robbie Price and I went to the home to execute the search warrant and we took along some fellas from the uniformed division so there would not be any misunderstanding about who we were. We knocked on the door and the woman of the house answered the door and passed out cold in the floor before we could finish reading the order of search. We stepped over her and finished reading the order of search to other adults in the house. We had the other people sit in the living room as we proceeded to search the residence.
There was no electricity in the house and it was pretty well filled with cockroaches. Robbie Price and I went into the kitchen area and there was a dish on the table with a hunk of Spam in it. There were six or seven cockroaches chowing down on the Spam, There was a hole in the wall near the floor that rats had worn smooth coming in and out, I told Robbie that it seems we might be here a while and maybe he might to wake the woman up so she could make us some spam sandwiches.....Robbie got pale and said "I'll pass cap" We were looking at the rat hole when we heard Skip yelp in the other room and we charged into the living room expecting trouble, there was none but Skip was standing in front of a door looking sick. Skip tried to say "don't go in there Captain" but he did not get it out clear before I had opened the door and started in....then it hit me, the stench. This was the bathroom and evidently it had not been in working condition for months. No one fixed it and they kept using it. I staggered back, gagging and closed the door.
The uniform guys left for the yard, they had had enough. We went into the suspects bedroom and noted the kid did not even have a bed to sleep on, just some metal springs with coats on it. Now I knew why the kid walked all night. We noted that at every electric wall socket and switch, there were signs of electric burns that blackened the area nearby. Back in the kitchen, we opened the cabinets to find more cockroaches and under the sink, there was no plumbing, just a green plastic bucket full of some kind of fermenting green slime that they emptied out the back door. When we were leaving, we heard a pitiful whelp of a dog and found the saddest little fella in the world had been imprisoned in the crawl space to deal with the rats. We tried our best to deal with all of this. That, my friends, is why your police sometimes get a bad attitude.
Michael D. Martin