Quote Originally Posted by Jstglockem View Post
I can remember back in the day when I first started we had the big brick radios. They were the tanks of radios you could beat the tar out of these these things and they would work forever.

In the early days we used scanners in are police cars. The "Thugs" would talk on there cell, or home phone. I made some great gun cases off of this tactic. Maybe not the most legal but my thing was getting drug dealers that were running guns. This was when crack first hit the streets.
Haha I remember those days like yesterday, seeing the good ole Baltimore PD rollin through our neighborhood and our run ins with them from time to time. They could never catch anyone due to the fact that the cops did not want to exit their patrol car due to fear of getting blown away, or because they were so heavy with all the stuff they carried with them and the criminals always got away.
When crack hit the streets in Baltimore, things got even worst because Baltimore never got over the Heroin addiction problem...so then it was the dealers blowing each other away in turf wars and for who sold what. It was wild, I remember never being able to walk barefoot in the streets because they were littered with needles, broken crack pipes, and other empty baggies of drugs. I'll never forget witnessing a homeless guy down the street overdosing on heroin and dying in the street when I was 9. **** was crazy. I'll also never forget my dad reading this to me in the paper... "In 1999 for the first time, more residents of Baltimore died as a result of drug overdose than as a result of homicide, part of a disturbing trend in which overdose deaths in Maryland nearly tripled in a decade."

Source: The Baltimore Sun, 16 September 2000.

Crazy days man...crazy days!