Beginnings

Why bother with a history of a random bunch of guys who were thrown together by a strange quirk of fate or shall I say a random allocation by some clerk working less than feverishly behind a computer?

Well of course, we are all ten years older now, we have grown (mostly in stature) and the fitness is going downhill, and I guess eventually, the memories will fade into a hazy collection of images that we can't make sense of as we get older.

Ten years on, I'm really starting to feel that those 9 months together at the Police Academy really did me some good and it really seems like a very fun time, though I really didn't think so at times back then.

So let's try to think of some of these memories and write them down for our sake and try to define some of the fun, the irritation, the sense of mateship, the immense frustration at some of the less than human members of our squad, but mostly, the good stuff!

If you have any experiences, anecdotes, quotes, pictures, etc, please do post them here.

Happy posting.

Best Wishes,
Daryl