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...been an inside job. The bomb went off in the car park of the compound, which houses the police academy and the offices of Hassan Ali, the U.S.-appointed police chief. Although his office was damaged, he was not in the building at the time. Unconfirmed reports said one policeman was killed and 20 injured...
...Austria followed by all the lubrications of sun and fun and wealth that we still call California. He was born in the Austrian village of Thal, near Graz, in 1947, in the struggling years right after World War II. His mother was a homemaker. His father was a policeman and an avid performer of military music, which may help explain why Schwarzenegger sometimes reminds you of a one-man oompah band...
...serving your country." Chris joined the Army in 1971, served as a tank crewman for 3 1/2 years, then moved to the reserves, where he was a tank commander. About 10 years ago, he joined a civil-affairs unit and worked for the rest of the time as a policeman or a summer ranger in national parks like the one in Gettysburg, Pa. He would have loved to work at Gettysburg full-time, says his ranger colleague Tim Sorber. But a National Park Service rule sets the maximum age for law-enforcement rangers at 35. Chris was already 45 when...
...course, working at a ballpark can be physically demanding, and teams don't push those who can't handle it. Retired policeman Dave Gustafson, 55, and his wife Joanne, 53, walk three to four miles daily on the job at Bank One ballpark. Ellis DeLay, 77, on the other hand, stands in an area between two sections of the upper concourse of the ballpark and monitors activity there. When seniors need an accommodation, says Kleinknecht, "we try to put them in areas where it's not too strenuous or where they don't have to go up stairs...
...dead of leukemia within months. Orwell's remorse, Bowker suggests, reinforced his sense of guilt over a great-grandfather's Jamaican slaveholdings and his father's career in the service of opium and imperialism. Perhaps to expiate all that shame, he bypassed university and became a policeman in Burma. One day he was summoned to deal with an elephant that had reportedly killed its mahout. "Shooting an Elephant," his essay on that melancholy event, aches with regret at the taking of a life, albeit an animal's. He resigned to become, as he informed a childhood sweetheart, "Eric the famous...