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Thursday, December 25, 2008
Classified Ads
I just received a new Classified Ad for this coming Saturday. Actually, it's a pretty cool ad and it reminded me to reach out to anyone else wanting to sell any items they might want to get rid of. You know, maybe one of those Christmas Gifts you can do without? Nevertheless, if you're interested in selling something be sure to get it to me no later than tomorrow evening and we'll get it Posted for Saturday morning. alberobutzo@wmconnect.com .
Joe Albero Stole Christmas?
You just gotta love those Anti Albero Bloggers. Someone in the GOB should stop drinking so heavy on Christmas Eve and stay off the Blogs.
"Hi, I'm a homeless guys freind that you put out of work.Work that he had been paid to do for years .Untill this year that is.Because of your so called "great" help, this guy and many just like him weren't able to make enough money to pay there rent. And now the mayor has taken all their belongings. The bell ringing job is all many of them had . It was their only sense of truely feeling productive.And yes many of them are mentally challenged . Ringing that stupid bell was their only income. Thanks Joe, thanks alot. Oooo look at me ! I rang a bell for the salvation army. I think it may have not been as "great " as you think it was. Did you ever stop to think whos' job you were stealing? I bet not , and I'll tell you why. Cause egotistical people like you and the mayor rarely do, let alone think, of anything but your self.
Now , you realize you owe alot of homeless people a apollogy. The very least you should do is pay rent on a nice warm house for them untill it gets warmer outside. After all you did see to it ,rather dilligently might I add, that their only income was taken from them. Now who better watch out for karma! And yes he is big and knows mixed martial arts. Then after you put them out of work , you publicize the fact that all their stuff got taken. all because they could not pay rent on a place to keep it.And blame the mayor and cheif for only trying to make you happy. What is going on in that big head of yours? What were you thinking? I know, you weren't . This is exactly why the mayor is gonna fry that baby azz of yours. Karma baby, karma, its a bitch. And its karmin your way."
"Hi, I'm a homeless guys freind that you put out of work.Work that he had been paid to do for years .Untill this year that is.Because of your so called "great" help, this guy and many just like him weren't able to make enough money to pay there rent. And now the mayor has taken all their belongings. The bell ringing job is all many of them had . It was their only sense of truely feeling productive.And yes many of them are mentally challenged . Ringing that stupid bell was their only income. Thanks Joe, thanks alot. Oooo look at me ! I rang a bell for the salvation army. I think it may have not been as "great " as you think it was. Did you ever stop to think whos' job you were stealing? I bet not , and I'll tell you why. Cause egotistical people like you and the mayor rarely do, let alone think, of anything but your self.
Now , you realize you owe alot of homeless people a apollogy. The very least you should do is pay rent on a nice warm house for them untill it gets warmer outside. After all you did see to it ,rather dilligently might I add, that their only income was taken from them. Now who better watch out for karma! And yes he is big and knows mixed martial arts. Then after you put them out of work , you publicize the fact that all their stuff got taken. all because they could not pay rent on a place to keep it.And blame the mayor and cheif for only trying to make you happy. What is going on in that big head of yours? What were you thinking? I know, you weren't . This is exactly why the mayor is gonna fry that baby azz of yours. Karma baby, karma, its a bitch. And its karmin your way."
A Christmas Story
Yes, story, but it is very touching and if you have ever had bad times - this will help you remember them so you can really appreciate the good times.
The old man sat in his gas station on a cold Christmas Eve. He hadn't been anywhere in years since his wife had passed away. It was just another day to him. He didn't hate Christmas, just couldn't find a reason to celebrate.
He was sitting there looking at the snow that had been falling for the last hour and wondering what it was all about when the door opened and a homeless man stepped through.
Instead of throwing the man out, Old George, as he was known by his customers, told the man to come and sit by the heater and warm up. "Thank you, but I don't mean to intrude," said the stranger. "I see you're busy, I'll just go." "Not without something hot in your belly," George said.
He turned and opened a wide mouth thermos and handed it to the stranger. "It ain't much, but it's hot and tasty, "Stew... made itmyself. When you're done, there's coffee and it's fresh."
Just at that moment he heard the "ding" of the driveway bell. "Excuse me, be right back," George said. There in the driveway was an old '53 Chevy. Steam was rolling out of the front. The driver was panicked. "Mister can you help me!" said the driver, with a deep Spanish accent. "My wife is with child and my car is broken." George opened the hood. It was bad. The block looked cracked from the cold, the car was dead. "You ain't going in this thing," George said as he turned away.
"But Mister, please help..." The door of the office closed behind George as he went inside. He went to the office wall and got the keys to his old truck, and went back outside. He walked around the building, opened the garage, started the truck and drove it around to where the couple was waiting. "Here, take my truck," he said. "She ain't the best thing you ever looked at, but she runs real good."
George helped put the woman in the truck and watched as it sped off into the night. He turned and walked back inside the office. "Glad I gave'em the truck, their tires were shot too. That 'ol truck has brand new." George thought he was talking to the stranger, but the man had gone. The thermos was on the desk, empty, with a used coffee cup beside it. "Well, at least he got something in his belly," George thought.
George went back outside to see if the old Chevy would start. It cranked slowly, but it started. He pulled it into the garage where the truck had been. He thought he would tinker with it for something to do. Christmas Eve meant no customers.
He discovered the block hadn't cracked, it was just the bottom hose on the radiator. "Well, shoot, I can fix this," he said to himself. So he put a new one on.
"Those tires ain't gonna get 'em through the winter either." He took the snow treads off of his wife's old Lincoln. They were like new and he wasn't going to drive the car anyway.
As he was working, he heard shots being fired. He ran outside and beside a police car an officer lay on the cold ground. Bleeding from the left shoulder, the officer moaned, "Please help me."
George helped the officer inside as he remembered the training he had received in the Army as a medic. He knew the wound needed attention. "Pressure to stop the bleeding," he thought. The uniform company had been there that morning and had left clean shop towels. He used those and duct tape to bind the wound. "Hey, they say duct tape can fix anythin'," he said, trying to make the policeman feel at ease.
"Something for pain," George thought. All he had was the pills he used for his back. "These ought to work." He put some water in a cup and gave the policeman the pills. "You hang in there, I'm going to get you an ambulance."
The phone was dead. "Maybe I can get one of your buddies on that there talk box out in your car." He went out only to find that a bullet had gone into the dashboard destroying the two way radio.
He went back in to find the policeman sitting up. "Thanks," said the officer. "You could have left me there. The guy that shot me is still in the area."
George sat down beside him, "I would never leave an injured man in the Army and I ain't gonna leave you." George pulled back the bandage to check for bleeding. "Looks worse than what it is. Bullet passed right through 'ya. Good thing it missed the important stuff though. I think with time your gonna be right as rain."
George got up and poured a cup of coffee. "How do you take it?" he asked. "None for me," said the officer. "Oh, yer gonna drink this. Best in the City. Too bad I ain't got no donuts." The officer laughed and winced at the same time.
The front door of the office flew open. In burst a young man with a gun. "Give me all your cash! Do it now!" the young man yelled. His hand was shaking and George could tell that he had never done anything like this before.
"That's the guy that shot me!" exclaimed the officer.
"Son, why are you doing this?" asked George, "You need to put the cannon away. Somebody else might get hurt."
The young man was confused. "Shut up old man, or I'll shoot you, too. Now give me the cash!"
The cop was reaching for his gun. "Put that thing away," George said to the cop, "we got one too many in here now."
He turned his attention to the young man. "Son, it's Christmas Eve. If you need money, well then, here. It ain't much but it's all I got. Now put that pea shooter away."
George pulled $150 out of his pocket and handed it to the young man, reaching for the barrel of the gun at the same time. The young man released his grip on the gun, fell to his knees and began to cry. "I'm not very good at this, am I? All I wanted was to buy something for my wife and son," he went on. "I've lost my job, my rent is due, my car got repossessedlast week."
George handed the gun to the cop. Son, we all get in a bit of squeeze now and then. The road gets hard sometimes, but we make it through the best we can."
He got the young man to his feet, and sat him down on a chair across from the cop. "Sometimes we do stupid things." George handed the young man a cup of coffee. "Bein' stupid is one of the things that makes us human. Comin' in here with a gun ain't the answer. Now sit there and get warm and we'll sort this thing out."
The young man had stopped crying. He looked over to the cop. "Sorry I shot you. It just went off. I'm sorry officer."
"Shut up and drink your coffee," the cop said.
George could hear the sounds of sirens outside. A police car and an ambulance skidded to a halt. Two cops came through the door, guns drawn. "Chuck! You OK?" one of the cops asked the wounded officer.
"Not bad for a guy who took a bullet. How did you find me?"
"GPS locator in the car. Best thing since sliced bread. Who did this?" the other cop asked as he approached the young man.
Chuck answered him, "I don't know. The guy ran off into the dark. Just dropped his gun and ran."
George and the young man both looked puzzled at each other.
"That guy work here?," the wounded cop continued. "Yep," George said, "just hired him this morning. Boy lost his job."
The paramedics came in and loaded Chuck onto the stretcher. The young man leaned over the wounded cop and whispered, "Why?"
Chuck just said, "Merry Christmas boy... and you too, George, and thanks for everything."
"Well, looks like you got one doozy of a break there. That ought to solve some of your problems."
George went into the back room and came out with a box. He pulled out a ring box. "Here you go, something for the little woman. I don't think Martha would mind. She said it would come in handy some day."
The young man looked inside to see the biggest diamond ring he ever saw.
"I can't take this," said the young man. "It means something to you."
"And now it means something to you," replied George. "I got my memories. That's all I need."
George reached into the box again. An airplane, a car and a truck appeared next. They were toys that the oil company had left for him to sell. "Here's something for that little man of yours."
The young man began to cry again as he handed back the $150 that the old man had handed him earlier.
"And what are you supposed to buy Christmas dinner with? You keep that too," George said, "now git home to your family."
The young man turned with tears streaming down his face. "I'll be here in the morning for work, if that job offer is still good."
"Nope. I'm closed Christmas day," George said. "See ya the day after."
George turned around to find that the stranger had returned. "Where'd you come from? I thought you left?"
"I have been here. I have always been here," said the stranger. "You say you don't celebrate Christmas. Why?"
"Well, after my wife passed away, I just couldn't see what all the bother was. Puttin' up a tree and all seemed a waste of a good pine tree. Bakin' cookies like I used to with Martha just wasn't the same by myself, and besides I was gettin' a little chubby."
The stranger put his hand on George's shoulder. "But you do celebrate the holiday, George. You gave me food and drink and warmed me when I was cold and hungry. The woman with child will bear a son and he will become a great doctor.
The policeman you helped will go on to save 19 people from being killed by terrorists. The young man who tried to rob you will make you a rich man and not take any for himself. "That is the spirit of the season and you keep it as good as any man."
George was taken aback by all this stranger had said. "And how do you know all this?" asked the old man.
"Trust me, George. I have the inside track on this sort of thing. And when your days are done you will be with Martha again."
The stranger moved toward the door. "If you will excuse me, George, I have to go now. I have to go home where there is a big celebration planned."
George watched as the old leather jacket and the torn pants that the stranger was wearing turned into a white robe. A golden light began to fill the room.
"You see, George.... it's My birthday. Merry Christmas."
George fell to his knees and replied, "Happy Birthday, Lord".
Merry Christmas!!
This story is better than any greeting card.
And to you my friend... MERRY CHRISTMAS AND GOD BLESS!
The old man sat in his gas station on a cold Christmas Eve. He hadn't been anywhere in years since his wife had passed away. It was just another day to him. He didn't hate Christmas, just couldn't find a reason to celebrate.
He was sitting there looking at the snow that had been falling for the last hour and wondering what it was all about when the door opened and a homeless man stepped through.
Instead of throwing the man out, Old George, as he was known by his customers, told the man to come and sit by the heater and warm up. "Thank you, but I don't mean to intrude," said the stranger. "I see you're busy, I'll just go." "Not without something hot in your belly," George said.
He turned and opened a wide mouth thermos and handed it to the stranger. "It ain't much, but it's hot and tasty, "Stew... made itmyself. When you're done, there's coffee and it's fresh."
Just at that moment he heard the "ding" of the driveway bell. "Excuse me, be right back," George said. There in the driveway was an old '53 Chevy. Steam was rolling out of the front. The driver was panicked. "Mister can you help me!" said the driver, with a deep Spanish accent. "My wife is with child and my car is broken." George opened the hood. It was bad. The block looked cracked from the cold, the car was dead. "You ain't going in this thing," George said as he turned away.
"But Mister, please help..." The door of the office closed behind George as he went inside. He went to the office wall and got the keys to his old truck, and went back outside. He walked around the building, opened the garage, started the truck and drove it around to where the couple was waiting. "Here, take my truck," he said. "She ain't the best thing you ever looked at, but she runs real good."
George helped put the woman in the truck and watched as it sped off into the night. He turned and walked back inside the office. "Glad I gave'em the truck, their tires were shot too. That 'ol truck has brand new." George thought he was talking to the stranger, but the man had gone. The thermos was on the desk, empty, with a used coffee cup beside it. "Well, at least he got something in his belly," George thought.
George went back outside to see if the old Chevy would start. It cranked slowly, but it started. He pulled it into the garage where the truck had been. He thought he would tinker with it for something to do. Christmas Eve meant no customers.
He discovered the block hadn't cracked, it was just the bottom hose on the radiator. "Well, shoot, I can fix this," he said to himself. So he put a new one on.
"Those tires ain't gonna get 'em through the winter either." He took the snow treads off of his wife's old Lincoln. They were like new and he wasn't going to drive the car anyway.
As he was working, he heard shots being fired. He ran outside and beside a police car an officer lay on the cold ground. Bleeding from the left shoulder, the officer moaned, "Please help me."
George helped the officer inside as he remembered the training he had received in the Army as a medic. He knew the wound needed attention. "Pressure to stop the bleeding," he thought. The uniform company had been there that morning and had left clean shop towels. He used those and duct tape to bind the wound. "Hey, they say duct tape can fix anythin'," he said, trying to make the policeman feel at ease.
"Something for pain," George thought. All he had was the pills he used for his back. "These ought to work." He put some water in a cup and gave the policeman the pills. "You hang in there, I'm going to get you an ambulance."
The phone was dead. "Maybe I can get one of your buddies on that there talk box out in your car." He went out only to find that a bullet had gone into the dashboard destroying the two way radio.
He went back in to find the policeman sitting up. "Thanks," said the officer. "You could have left me there. The guy that shot me is still in the area."
George sat down beside him, "I would never leave an injured man in the Army and I ain't gonna leave you." George pulled back the bandage to check for bleeding. "Looks worse than what it is. Bullet passed right through 'ya. Good thing it missed the important stuff though. I think with time your gonna be right as rain."
George got up and poured a cup of coffee. "How do you take it?" he asked. "None for me," said the officer. "Oh, yer gonna drink this. Best in the City. Too bad I ain't got no donuts." The officer laughed and winced at the same time.
The front door of the office flew open. In burst a young man with a gun. "Give me all your cash! Do it now!" the young man yelled. His hand was shaking and George could tell that he had never done anything like this before.
"That's the guy that shot me!" exclaimed the officer.
"Son, why are you doing this?" asked George, "You need to put the cannon away. Somebody else might get hurt."
The young man was confused. "Shut up old man, or I'll shoot you, too. Now give me the cash!"
The cop was reaching for his gun. "Put that thing away," George said to the cop, "we got one too many in here now."
He turned his attention to the young man. "Son, it's Christmas Eve. If you need money, well then, here. It ain't much but it's all I got. Now put that pea shooter away."
George pulled $150 out of his pocket and handed it to the young man, reaching for the barrel of the gun at the same time. The young man released his grip on the gun, fell to his knees and began to cry. "I'm not very good at this, am I? All I wanted was to buy something for my wife and son," he went on. "I've lost my job, my rent is due, my car got repossessedlast week."
George handed the gun to the cop. Son, we all get in a bit of squeeze now and then. The road gets hard sometimes, but we make it through the best we can."
He got the young man to his feet, and sat him down on a chair across from the cop. "Sometimes we do stupid things." George handed the young man a cup of coffee. "Bein' stupid is one of the things that makes us human. Comin' in here with a gun ain't the answer. Now sit there and get warm and we'll sort this thing out."
The young man had stopped crying. He looked over to the cop. "Sorry I shot you. It just went off. I'm sorry officer."
"Shut up and drink your coffee," the cop said.
George could hear the sounds of sirens outside. A police car and an ambulance skidded to a halt. Two cops came through the door, guns drawn. "Chuck! You OK?" one of the cops asked the wounded officer.
"Not bad for a guy who took a bullet. How did you find me?"
"GPS locator in the car. Best thing since sliced bread. Who did this?" the other cop asked as he approached the young man.
Chuck answered him, "I don't know. The guy ran off into the dark. Just dropped his gun and ran."
George and the young man both looked puzzled at each other.
"That guy work here?," the wounded cop continued. "Yep," George said, "just hired him this morning. Boy lost his job."
The paramedics came in and loaded Chuck onto the stretcher. The young man leaned over the wounded cop and whispered, "Why?"
Chuck just said, "Merry Christmas boy... and you too, George, and thanks for everything."
"Well, looks like you got one doozy of a break there. That ought to solve some of your problems."
George went into the back room and came out with a box. He pulled out a ring box. "Here you go, something for the little woman. I don't think Martha would mind. She said it would come in handy some day."
The young man looked inside to see the biggest diamond ring he ever saw.
"I can't take this," said the young man. "It means something to you."
"And now it means something to you," replied George. "I got my memories. That's all I need."
George reached into the box again. An airplane, a car and a truck appeared next. They were toys that the oil company had left for him to sell. "Here's something for that little man of yours."
The young man began to cry again as he handed back the $150 that the old man had handed him earlier.
"And what are you supposed to buy Christmas dinner with? You keep that too," George said, "now git home to your family."
The young man turned with tears streaming down his face. "I'll be here in the morning for work, if that job offer is still good."
"Nope. I'm closed Christmas day," George said. "See ya the day after."
George turned around to find that the stranger had returned. "Where'd you come from? I thought you left?"
"I have been here. I have always been here," said the stranger. "You say you don't celebrate Christmas. Why?"
"Well, after my wife passed away, I just couldn't see what all the bother was. Puttin' up a tree and all seemed a waste of a good pine tree. Bakin' cookies like I used to with Martha just wasn't the same by myself, and besides I was gettin' a little chubby."
The stranger put his hand on George's shoulder. "But you do celebrate the holiday, George. You gave me food and drink and warmed me when I was cold and hungry. The woman with child will bear a son and he will become a great doctor.
The policeman you helped will go on to save 19 people from being killed by terrorists. The young man who tried to rob you will make you a rich man and not take any for himself. "That is the spirit of the season and you keep it as good as any man."
George was taken aback by all this stranger had said. "And how do you know all this?" asked the old man.
"Trust me, George. I have the inside track on this sort of thing. And when your days are done you will be with Martha again."
The stranger moved toward the door. "If you will excuse me, George, I have to go now. I have to go home where there is a big celebration planned."
George watched as the old leather jacket and the torn pants that the stranger was wearing turned into a white robe. A golden light began to fill the room.
"You see, George.... it's My birthday. Merry Christmas."
George fell to his knees and replied, "Happy Birthday, Lord".
Merry Christmas!!
This story is better than any greeting card.
And to you my friend... MERRY CHRISTMAS AND GOD BLESS!
MERRY CHRISTMAS EVERYONE
Santa came a bit early to some homes this Christmas, exciting some and even scaring others. What I thought was so cool about this Santa visit was, when he asked each and every child what they wanted for Christmas, most said they wanted this or that for their brother or sister and one even asked for a gift for her dog. One wanted a Dump Truck with a bow on it. Nevertheless, each shot taken was a Kodak Moment and if your kids want to see that Santa IS REAL, have them come take a look this morning at the shots we captured just for them. Merry Christmas Everyone!
A Christmas Story
A farmer had some fine hunting puppies he needed to sell. He painted a sign advertising the pups at $300 and set about nailing it to a post on the edge of his yard. As he was driving the last nail into the post he felt a tug on his overalls and looked down into the eyes of a little boy. "Mister," he said, "I want to buy one of your puppies." "Well, these are some fine hunting pups and come from good parents and are expensive." The boy dropped his head for a moment. Then he reached into his pocket, he had a handful of change and held it up to the farmer. I’ve got thirty-nine cents. Is that enough to take a look? "Sure," said the farmer.
With that he let out a whistle. "Here Dolly!" he called. Out from the doghouse and down the ramp ran Dolly followed by four little balls of fur. The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His eyes danced with delight. As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed something stirring inside the doghouse. Slowly another ball of fur appeared, this one was small and wobbled and fell down as it slide down the ramp. Then in an awkward manner the little pup began hobbling towards the others, doing it’s best to catch up.
"I want that one," the little boy said, pointing at the crippled runt. The farmer knelt down at the boy’s side and said, "Son, you don’t want that puppy, he will never be able to run and play with you like these other dogs would."
With that the little boy stepped back from the fence, reached down and began rolling up a pant leg to expose a steel brace running down both sides of his leg, attaching itself to a specially made shoe. Looking back up at the farmer, he said, "You see sir, I don’t run so fast myself and the puppy will need someone who understands." Two friends for thirty-nine cents is quite a deal. Now that is a Christmas gift.
Unknown Author
With that he let out a whistle. "Here Dolly!" he called. Out from the doghouse and down the ramp ran Dolly followed by four little balls of fur. The little boy pressed his face against the chain link fence. His eyes danced with delight. As the dogs made their way to the fence, the little boy noticed something stirring inside the doghouse. Slowly another ball of fur appeared, this one was small and wobbled and fell down as it slide down the ramp. Then in an awkward manner the little pup began hobbling towards the others, doing it’s best to catch up.
"I want that one," the little boy said, pointing at the crippled runt. The farmer knelt down at the boy’s side and said, "Son, you don’t want that puppy, he will never be able to run and play with you like these other dogs would."
With that the little boy stepped back from the fence, reached down and began rolling up a pant leg to expose a steel brace running down both sides of his leg, attaching itself to a specially made shoe. Looking back up at the farmer, he said, "You see sir, I don’t run so fast myself and the puppy will need someone who understands." Two friends for thirty-nine cents is quite a deal. Now that is a Christmas gift.
Unknown Author
God Bless America
Our Friend D. Raines sent this photo in and I couldn't help placing it up on Christmas Day. Merry Christmas Everyone.
Salisbury Police Department Press Releases
On December 19, 2008 at approximately 7:46 am, Officers of the Salisbury Police Department Community Action Team executed a search and seizure warrant at a residence on the two hundred block of Newton St. During the execution of the search and seizure warrant the officers recovered quantities of suspected “crack”/cocaine, suspected Marijuana, unauthorized prescription medication, and a handgun.
ARRESTED: Justin Taylor Sykes, 22 years of age Salisbury, Maryland
CHARGES:
Possession of cocaine with the intent to distribute
Possession of marijuana
Possession of cocaine with the intent to distribute within 1000 feet of a school
Possession of cocaine
Possession of CDS/Paraphernalia (2 counts)
Possession of a firearm in relation to drug trafficking
Possession of a firearm while engaged in drug trafficking
DISPOSITION: Released to Central Booking
CC # 200800042131
On December 19, 2008 at approximately 7:46 am, Officers of the Salisbury Police Department Community Action Team executed a search and seizure warrant at a residence on the two hundred block of West Locust St. During the execution of the search warrant, officers recovered a quantity of suspected marijuana and suspected marijuana paraphernalia.
ARRESTED: Daniel Littleton Lawrence, 27 years of age Salisbury, Maryland
CHARGES:
Possession of marijuana
Possession of CDS/paraphernalia
DISPOSITION: Released to Central Booking
CC # 200800042131
On December 20, 2008 at approximately 3:25 pm, Officers of the Salisbury Police Department received a call to respond to the Walmart Department Store for the report of a shoplifter. Upon arrival officers were advised that the below listed suspect had attempted to take clothing from the store without making payment. When confronted by security, the suspect also assaulted a Walmart security officer by biting the security officer on the neck.
ARRESTED: 17 year old juvenile Salisbury, Maryland
CHARGES:
Theft (under $ 500)
Second degree assault
DISPOSITION: Released to guardian
CC # 200800046237
On December 20, 2008 at approximately 7:06 pm, Officers of the Salisbury Police Department received a call to respond to a residence on the three hundred block of DelawareAvenue for the report of a stabbing. Upon arrival the officers were advised that following an argument, the below listed suspect had stabbed a male victim two (2) times in the back. The victim was transported to the Peninsula Regional Medical Center where he is listed in “stable” condition. The suspect, who was known to the victim, was located and placed under arrest. In addition to the assault, the suspect was also found to be wanted by the Maryland State Police in Somerset County for traffic offenses.
ARRESTED: George Franklin Duffy, Jr., 39 years of age Salisbury, Maryland
CHARGES:
Attempted second degree murder
First degree assault
Second degree assault
Wearing and carrying a knife with intent to injure
M.S.P. – Somerset County – Traffic warrant
DISPOSITION: Released to Central Booking
CC # 200800046248
On December 21, 2008 at approximately 12:30 am, Officers of the Salisbury Police Department conducted a traffic stop on a vehicle operated by the below listed suspect in the area of S. Schumaker Drive. During the traffic stop, the officers ran a routine record check of the operator who was found to be wanted on a Worcester County Circuit Court Bench Warrant for Violation of Probation. A search of the vehicle, incident to arrest, revealed a large quantity of suspected marijuana and a set of digital weighing scales.
ARRESTED: Keith Allen Dutton, 21 years of age Salisbury, Maryland
CHARGES:
Possession of marijuana with the intent to distribute
Possession of marijuana
Possession of CDS/paraphernalia (2 counts)
DISPOSITION: Released to Central Booking
CC # 200800046293
On December 22, 2008 at approximately 12:04 pm, Officers of the Salisbury Police Department received a call to respond to a residence on the two hundred (200) block of Clay St. for the report of a malicious destruction of property. Upon arrival the officers met with a victim who advised that the below listed suspect, who was known to her, had been observed by a witness damaging the body and tire of the victim’s vehicle. The witness, who also knew the suspect, observed the suspect damage the body and puncture a rear tire of the victim’s vehicle. Officers were able to locate the suspect, who was positively identified by the witness.
ARRESTED: Tyreka Lashan Chandler, 30 years of age Salisbury, Maryland
CHARGES: Malicious destruction of property (over $ 500)
DISPOSITION: Released to Central Booking
CC # 200800046452
On December 23, 2008 at approximately 9:35 pm, Officers of the Salisbury Police Department received a call to respond to the area of Viewfield Drive and Mt. Hermon Road for the report of a possibly intoxicated driver. Upon arrival the officers observed a vehicle operated by the below listed suspect with damage to the front of the vehicle. As the officers approached, they observed that the suspect was operating the vehicle with a flat tire, in addition to the damage. It was determined through an investigation that the suspect had struck a sign with the vehicle. Once stopped the suspect was found to be driving under the influence of alcohol. After the suspect was arrested for the violations, the suspect offered the officers an amount of U.S. currency to drop the charges and release the suspect.
ARRESTED: James David Nibblett, Jr., 44 years of age Berlin, Maryland
CHARGES:
Attempting to bribe a public official
Driving under the influence of alcohol
Driving while impaired
Failure to stop after motor vehicle accident
Reckless driving
Negligent driving
Related motor vehicle violations
DISPOSITION: Released to Central Booking
CC # 200800046635
ARRESTED: Justin Taylor Sykes, 22 years of age Salisbury, Maryland
CHARGES:
Possession of cocaine with the intent to distribute
Possession of marijuana
Possession of cocaine with the intent to distribute within 1000 feet of a school
Possession of cocaine
Possession of CDS/Paraphernalia (2 counts)
Possession of a firearm in relation to drug trafficking
Possession of a firearm while engaged in drug trafficking
DISPOSITION: Released to Central Booking
CC # 200800042131
On December 19, 2008 at approximately 7:46 am, Officers of the Salisbury Police Department Community Action Team executed a search and seizure warrant at a residence on the two hundred block of West Locust St. During the execution of the search warrant, officers recovered a quantity of suspected marijuana and suspected marijuana paraphernalia.
ARRESTED: Daniel Littleton Lawrence, 27 years of age Salisbury, Maryland
CHARGES:
Possession of marijuana
Possession of CDS/paraphernalia
DISPOSITION: Released to Central Booking
CC # 200800042131
On December 20, 2008 at approximately 3:25 pm, Officers of the Salisbury Police Department received a call to respond to the Walmart Department Store for the report of a shoplifter. Upon arrival officers were advised that the below listed suspect had attempted to take clothing from the store without making payment. When confronted by security, the suspect also assaulted a Walmart security officer by biting the security officer on the neck.
ARRESTED: 17 year old juvenile Salisbury, Maryland
CHARGES:
Theft (under $ 500)
Second degree assault
DISPOSITION: Released to guardian
CC # 200800046237
On December 20, 2008 at approximately 7:06 pm, Officers of the Salisbury Police Department received a call to respond to a residence on the three hundred block of DelawareAvenue for the report of a stabbing. Upon arrival the officers were advised that following an argument, the below listed suspect had stabbed a male victim two (2) times in the back. The victim was transported to the Peninsula Regional Medical Center where he is listed in “stable” condition. The suspect, who was known to the victim, was located and placed under arrest. In addition to the assault, the suspect was also found to be wanted by the Maryland State Police in Somerset County for traffic offenses.
ARRESTED: George Franklin Duffy, Jr., 39 years of age Salisbury, Maryland
CHARGES:
Attempted second degree murder
First degree assault
Second degree assault
Wearing and carrying a knife with intent to injure
M.S.P. – Somerset County – Traffic warrant
DISPOSITION: Released to Central Booking
CC # 200800046248
On December 21, 2008 at approximately 12:30 am, Officers of the Salisbury Police Department conducted a traffic stop on a vehicle operated by the below listed suspect in the area of S. Schumaker Drive. During the traffic stop, the officers ran a routine record check of the operator who was found to be wanted on a Worcester County Circuit Court Bench Warrant for Violation of Probation. A search of the vehicle, incident to arrest, revealed a large quantity of suspected marijuana and a set of digital weighing scales.
ARRESTED: Keith Allen Dutton, 21 years of age Salisbury, Maryland
CHARGES:
Possession of marijuana with the intent to distribute
Possession of marijuana
Possession of CDS/paraphernalia (2 counts)
DISPOSITION: Released to Central Booking
CC # 200800046293
On December 22, 2008 at approximately 12:04 pm, Officers of the Salisbury Police Department received a call to respond to a residence on the two hundred (200) block of Clay St. for the report of a malicious destruction of property. Upon arrival the officers met with a victim who advised that the below listed suspect, who was known to her, had been observed by a witness damaging the body and tire of the victim’s vehicle. The witness, who also knew the suspect, observed the suspect damage the body and puncture a rear tire of the victim’s vehicle. Officers were able to locate the suspect, who was positively identified by the witness.
ARRESTED: Tyreka Lashan Chandler, 30 years of age Salisbury, Maryland
CHARGES: Malicious destruction of property (over $ 500)
DISPOSITION: Released to Central Booking
CC # 200800046452
On December 23, 2008 at approximately 9:35 pm, Officers of the Salisbury Police Department received a call to respond to the area of Viewfield Drive and Mt. Hermon Road for the report of a possibly intoxicated driver. Upon arrival the officers observed a vehicle operated by the below listed suspect with damage to the front of the vehicle. As the officers approached, they observed that the suspect was operating the vehicle with a flat tire, in addition to the damage. It was determined through an investigation that the suspect had struck a sign with the vehicle. Once stopped the suspect was found to be driving under the influence of alcohol. After the suspect was arrested for the violations, the suspect offered the officers an amount of U.S. currency to drop the charges and release the suspect.
ARRESTED: James David Nibblett, Jr., 44 years of age Berlin, Maryland
CHARGES:
Attempting to bribe a public official
Driving under the influence of alcohol
Driving while impaired
Failure to stop after motor vehicle accident
Reckless driving
Negligent driving
Related motor vehicle violations
DISPOSITION: Released to Central Booking
CC # 200800046635
