I watched TV for much of the day, to see the coverage, then, finally, did my best to get some small bit of rest. I worked my usual 2200 to 0600 shift, running the normal range of patrol calls, with added “alert slip” assignments, for areas in my district deemed to need extra attention, then proceeded to an OT special assignment, 0600-1400, the morning of the Twelfth, posted in front of an office building, in which the Israeli Consulate occupied one floor.
The Israelis were nice folks. They brought some quite good take-out food to me, and when they learned I only had 00 buck, in my shotgun, they went shopping, unsuccessfully, to try to get me some slugs. I was not worried about not having slugs; that was why I had my GP100, as a “bag gun,” with which I could out-reach my 1911 duty pistol, and the shotgun. My shotgun had a Vang-Comped barrel, for tight patterns, and I had been bringing my GP100 along, already, as my “pocket carbine.” It made sense to tote an auto-loader, on my duty belt, to make best use of available real estate, but I liked having my older duty revolver handy, in the car.
Our shotgun slug range had been closed, due to construction, and not re-opened, so, it had been considered against the rules to carry slugs, by 2001, due to not being able to qual yearly. Later, that rule was re-interpreted, so that slugs were grandfathered, for those of us who had successfully completed the Select-Slug class, and had a current qual with 00 buckshot. (The old shotgun-specific range had been built in an especially remote area, in the sticks, due to a supposedly freakish ricochet, that had gone over a high berm, left SWAT’s rifle range, and injured a cadet, at the academy.) Some time later, a new range was built, deemed able to handle all types of ammo.)