Police work was a far more honorable profession back then.
Must have been nice.
the fun part for me was on 2 occasions when he was stationed at Palmer Park (had barn there also) he rode his horse home for lunch and tied it to the fence in the back yard...our home was close to Palmer Park (big city park) and another time on my way to school, dad and another mounted man was riding down our street to go and vote at the poll near us.....that was in the late 40’s....he passed at the age of 87.