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RICHARD ALLEN SCOTT - Through the Years

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<strong>RICHARD</strong> <strong>ALLEN</strong> <strong>SCOTT</strong><br />

THROUGH THE YEARS<br />

1978<br />

In April of this year, <strong>the</strong> Officer<br />

In Charge of Langley<br />

Detachment, presented me with<br />

this Certificate at a formal<br />

presentation in <strong>the</strong> Langley<br />

Municipal Council Chambers.<br />

Nice.<br />

In August of this year I<br />

published a catalogue<br />

describing <strong>the</strong> 22 implemented<br />

Crime Prevention and<br />

Community Relations programs<br />

and <strong>the</strong> 10 proposed programs<br />

that I had developed during my<br />

time in Langley. All were a<br />

raging success.<br />

Before leaving Langley, I had established close relations with McDonalds for <strong>the</strong>ir sponsorship<br />

of various ‘things’, and was in final negotiations with General Motors to build and outfit a traffic<br />

Safety Village in Langley. That concept died when I left, unfortunately.<br />

Burnaby Detachment<br />

With 11½ years of service, a bit more than <strong>the</strong> average for a promotion to Corporal, and a bit of<br />

anxiety over my future, I was fortunate and did get that promotion, which necessitated a transfer<br />

to Burnaby Detachment, about an hour’s drive west of Abbotsford, where I reported for duty with<br />

my new Corporal stripes on my uniform on September 1 st It once again entailed shift work.<br />

Tough to get used to again, and it was especially tough staying awake on <strong>the</strong> freeway on <strong>the</strong><br />

way home after midnight shifts.<br />

The little old English ‘clunker’ that I had purchased for <strong>the</strong> commute to Langley had to go. It<br />

was more than unsafe for a major hike into Burnaby…I could see <strong>the</strong> road pass by through <strong>the</strong><br />

floorboards, and on a rainy day got wet feet. And it had to be nursed continually. What a wreck<br />

it was. Thank goodness <strong>the</strong>re was no mandatory vehicle<br />

inspections back <strong>the</strong>n. Definitely wouldn’t have passed.<br />

Ended up selling it to a local villain ‘known to <strong>the</strong> police’<br />

whose cheque bounced and I had to hassle him for months to<br />

get my $200. Lesson learned. I found a second-hand<br />

Volkswagen Rabbit, looked something like this, except grey<br />

and red, that served <strong>the</strong> purpose. I think it was an insurance<br />

write-off, as it never did run properly and had a pretty nice<br />

new paint job when I got it.<br />

At that time, Burnaby was pretty much a ‘bedroom community’ of Vancouver. I found it quite<br />

boring actually, and as a Corporal supervisor I simply had to provide backup to o<strong>the</strong>r members<br />

as <strong>the</strong>y attended calls, or take ‘easy’ calls. There was a lot of ambulance and fire-truck chasing.<br />

June 2017<br />

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