MY BRIDGE OVER TROUBLED WATERS

In the wee hours, on October 14th, 1981 a breezy, foggy morning, my partner driving our police unit along with other Atlantic City police units were in a high speed, approximately sixty miles per hour pursuit, of a possible assault suspect, shots had been fired when my partner and I joined in on the pursuit; my partner who was driving and wearing his own personal bullet proof vest. Sadly, he was not able to put his side panels to his vest on, I was inched down in the passenger seat with the...