On October 6, 1977 the Dallas Morning News reported that the
officers at Central Division, then located at the old barn on Chestnut Street,
were mourning the death of one of their own, Max Countryman.
Officer Countryman was returning from Jackson, Mississippi
where he had represented the DPD in a national pistol shooting competition. His
Dallas police van that he was driving ran out of gas on Interstate 55 and
stalled in front of Mississippi Highway Patrol headquarters about 1:30 am. The
officer was struck as he exited the van. It was a hit and run accident and
pieces of a headlight, two small pieces of chrome and a paint smear found on
the police van were the only clues immediately available.
Max had hired on as one of the first police cadets in 1969
at the age of 19. He trained as a cadet until he was old enough to become an
officer in 1970. The officer had earned 17 commendations during his tenure as a
Dallas officer. These included the lifesaving and meritorious conduct awards in
1971 when he rescued a 33-year old man from a burning house on Reiger Street.
Using a blanket as a shield, he went into the house and carried the man down to
waiting firefighters.
Max grew up in Mount Vernon Texas. He was a crack shot from
an early age and competed locally for the DPD’s pistol team. During this time
he met Officer Pat Crawford who was also on the pistol team. The two officers
began dating and were married in May, 1977. Pat eventually retired from the
DPD.
I remember that I was a brand new rookie about the time that
Max was killed. I also remember that there was much sadness for a long time at
Central, and that Max Countryman was truly missed, and is to this day. There is
a painting of Max and he is with other fallen officers from Central Division in
the lobby of the Central Substation. Go by and see the memorial sometime.
In other news there was an outcry of protest from some downtown
office workers because of a new jaywalking ordinance enacted because of the
increasing number of pedestrian accidents that had kept increasing annually.
I’m not sure about this “new” crackdown because as I worked
the 130’s during this time which included downtown Dallas, one did not ever, ever
jaywalk downtown. I seem to remember that it was somewhat a source of pride for
officers who worked downtown that people couldn’t and wouldn’t cross the street
mid-block…or maybe I just dreamed that?
At this time there were still Traffic Division point control
officers. They were tough guys and as a young 21 year old rookie, heck I was
even scared of ‘em! Their intersections were their personal domain and even other
DPD officer’s better not cross mid-block unless they were in a foot chase. I
wish they were still downtown!
The area that was most effected by the ordinance was around
Jackson, Griffin and Commerce streets. Federal employees would cross Jackson
Street in droves on weekday afternoons as they were getting off work without
bothering to walk to nearby Griffin Street to cross with the traffic signal.
Police assigned to the area during the initial crackdown had written hundreds
of citations to federal workers, drawing protests from the offenders to the
department and of course the media. There was even a complaint from some
federal department administrators to the higher ups at the DPD.
Yes, jaywalking was a big deal back in the 1970’s. But, I’m
not so sure today.
Speaking of downtown Dallas, there was also a story on
October 20th about a crackdown on people who ignored the parking
tickets that were issued to them. For instance officers had arrested three
people with a total of 50 parking tickets that had gone unpaid. Officers said
that the standard response from citizens when they were informed the reason for
the warrant for their arrest was, “Are you kidding me?” Apparently they weren’t
kidding!
There was a time in Dallas during the 1970’s that even conservative
Dallas was caught up in the freewheeling Disco and later Urban Cowboy craze. It
was a fun time that I believe Dallas will never see again. Myself along with many
other officers at Central Division, remember fondly these days, either working
Lower and Upper Greenville, or heading out to the clubs after getting off at
11:30 PM. I’ve written before in this space about how there was a dance club on
every corner, especially on Greenville Avenue which was...maybe too close!
Now, you would be
hard pressed to find a dance club in Dallas, unless it’s C&W.
During the boom years in Dallas and yes… I dare not say… but
I will at this point, “The Golden Years of the DPD of the 1970’s and 80’s,” there
was a Playboy Club at Yale and Central, in the old Dallas Cowboy’s building and
a club called the Jabberwocky at the long gone, and notorious for illicit rendezvous,
Le Baron Hotel. We all know about the Bunnies’ at the Playboy club, and a lot
of DPD officers had “keys” but I didn’t know that the Jabberwocky had their own
version called “Foxes.” I’m sure that someone in the audience will remember the
“Foxes.” Many will remember the Bunnies of course. The Bunnies’ had the famous cotton
tails on their uniforms but…not sure about the “Foxes.”
Anyway, there was a charity football game that was held on a
sunny Saturday afternoon and benefitted the National Foundation for Ileitis and
Colitis. The brother of the Playboy Club’s general manager, Gene Perkin’s, had
died a few weeks earlier of the incurable intestinal disease. His parents had
spent almost $400,000 during the 12 years that Perkin’s brother had suffered
from the disease. The two managers of the club’s had planned the benefit even
before the death of Perkin’s brother.
The game turned out to be a big media event for obvious
reasons. Reporters from print and television, cameramen and “free-lance”
photographers which meant anyone with a Polaroid camera crowded the sidelines.
You may ask, “What does this have to do with Dallas Police
Department history Willie Hank?” Well, as you might expect, the Dallas police
WERE somewhat involved…way, way off duty of course.
The first two quarters of the benefit game WERE played by
members of the Dallas Police Department. They were basically warm-up
entertainment for the real game that happened in quarters three and four
between the Bunnies’ and the…er…ah…Foxes.
Once the third quarter started, the two female teams were
hard at it and were cheered on by male cheer leaders, made up of male employees
of the clubs. The pictures from the game show the two teams with the (I had ‘em
in the academy) mid 1970’s short shorts and the ever present, white knee socks
with blue stripes that we all remember. More than $14,000 was raised by the two
teams. Of course the national director of the foundation found the time to come
to Dallas for the game. He said that he was pleased that Dallas is involved and
that the game was a lot of fun. You can’t knock that!”
What the DMN didn’t say is “Who were these Dallas Police who
played the first and second quarters?” Does anyone out there remember this
game? Let me know.
It’s… a vital piece of DPD history.
On another note, I’ve been appointed as a member of the board
of directors of the Dallas Police Museum. I’m also a board member of Honor
Flight DFW which flies WWII veterans to Washington DC to visit THEIR WWII
Memorial as well as the Korean and Vietnam memorials. My experience with HFDFW
will hopefully help with the development and expansion of the DPD museum which
is long overdue. Watch this space for further developments.
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