Penn State and Jerry Sandusky: flashback to Hollywood Blvd.

As I watched the Bob Costas' interview of Jerry Sandusky (Penn State) , I had a flashback to an arrest I made in about 83 or 84 in Hollywood. I was walking a foot beat (most fun I've ever had in my life!) on Hollywood Blvd. when a young boy of about 10 pointed to a guy in an arcade and told me that the guy had touched his genitals. My partner and I went into the arcade, and after a brief struggle arrested the guy. Back at the station I interviewed our arrestee at length. He said, "You know what they do to people like me in prison." Of course, I pursued that line of thought - as in "What kind of person are you?" But the arrestee clammed up and refused to talk.

When I reported to work the next day, I was met by the legendary LAPD Lt. Higbie and his OIS team. It seems my pervert-arrestee hung himself - successfully - in the Hollywood Jail. (Investigators later found the typical stash of photos of little boys in the decedent's hotel room.)

Jerry Sandusky sounded just like my arrestee. Flat affect, little emotion, monotone, not fully admitting, but not fully denying either. If Sandusky were in jail, and I were the Watch Commander, I'd definitely make sure he was on suicide watch.