Saturday, January 9, 2016

Farewell Eric Biskup 1966-2016

Eric Biskup became a mentor for me when I started learning to dispatch police at the Key West Police Department. He sat me down and explained that being wordy is bad, being on point is good and keeping track of what everyone is doing is critical. There was lots more advice from a veteran police officer but he got me going that night basically telling the wordy one to keep it short. Talking on the radio wasn't a problem for me, a former radio reporter, but figuring out the nuances of police work and police radio work was all new. And over those first few months in the summer of 2004, between hurricanes, he helped me learn to figure it out. One night I came to work and he showed me the best use for a police baton, moving a snake I had stumbled across out of the police station lobby.
Biskup was, as they used to say sui generis his own man and they broke the mold after they made him. 
And as if to prove the point, who better to tell that story than Dennis Reeves Cooper who wrote a story in the Blue Paper in 2009 about a ride he took with Eric Biskup. Biskup has been involved in several high profile stories involving the department over the many years and Reeves Cooper was implacable in his criticism of Key West PD. Until he rode along with Biskup and wrote it up in Key West The News (KWTN) his biweekly broadsheet. Here is an excerpt :
If you are a regular reader of KWTN,
you know that we have often editorially asked this
question: “We live in a small town. Why do we have
some police officers who seem to want to arrest everybody?
Except for obvious exceptions, why can’t
our cops approach most situations with the attitude
of trying NOT to arrest people?
Well, imagine my surprise when, as I watched Officer Biskup work, I heard
him saying to people more
than once, something like this:
“Okay, ladies and gentlemen,
how can we solve this problem
without anybody going
to jail?!”

Eric Biskup, KWPD
This letter of commendation was published on the city website:


Eric Biskup, Key West
To me Eric embodied the qualities that all of us hope to see in a community based officer. He had an interest in his town and as the reporter discovered, a desire to solve conflict without resorting to hand cuffs. Unhappily we live in a litigious and frequently violent society and the police are caught in the middle of a struggle to maintain order and civil liberties in a country where allegiance to either seems to vacillate day to day and depending on the political mood.
Eric was a cop and through his illness he referred to himself in the present tense as a cop but he was also a human being. He rode a  Harley and he had a tortured relationship with an old Volksswagen Bug which he showed off at the Southernmost Car Club when I passed by in 2010:
Eric Biskup, Key West
He was a presence around town and in a lot of lives, and he enjoyed the perks of living in a small town and being appreciated. I was glad to help him figure out how to see London one year and he sat up in dispatch with me as I went over things to see and places to go and on that trip he made a connection with the Met, the London Police, which spread his net wider in the international bond between cops. And I dare say enriched his life as they compared notes on how it's done.
Sgt Eric Biskup, Key West Police
Reeves Cooper's article had a nice few touches to it so rather than me trying to say why Eric was, in the words of former Captain Scott Smith "the coolest cat I know," let his erstwhile nemesis in print tell the whole story of what it was like to work with the coolest cop on the beat:

For the past several weeks, I have been participating
in the Key West Police Department’s (KWPD)
Citizen Police Academy. No, I’m not making this up.
In essence, this is an enhanced orientation program—
eight two-hour evening sessions with presentations
by representatives from the various departments
within the KWPD.
This past week, we saw a taser demonstration
and we got to see one of the department’s two police
dogs in action. Next week, we are scheduled to tour
the jail and, the week after that, we are scheduled to
meet the police horses.
This is not a VIP program. Classes are scheduled
a couple of times a year and anybody can sign
up to attend. Officer Steve Torrence coordinates the
program. He said this week that the dates for the next
academy have not been set yet, but if you want to get
information or express interest in attending, his phone
number is 809-1007. His email address is
Those who participate in this program also
have the opportunity to schedule a ride-along with
a cop. We were encouraged to do this at night. “It’s
a completely different world out there in the middle
of the night,” we were told.
When I signed up for my ride-along, I told them
that I wanted to ride with an experienced officer. Well,
you know what they say— be careful what you wish
for, you just might get it. When Officer Eric Biskup
found out that I was on the ride-along list, I’m told
that he called Steve Torrence and asked that I be assigned
to him.
If you’re a longtime reader of Key West The
Newspaper, you may recall that Biskup has been
“featured” here at least a couple of times. Back in July
2001, a family visiting from Sarasota were strolling
down Duval Street after dinner. A drunk standing in front of one of the bars said something off-color to
one of the women in the group. That confrontation
escalated into a full-blown street brawl.
Biskup was one of six cops who responded to
the scene. In the process of breaking up the fight,
Biskup was accused of beating up one of the family
members— who later sued the city and was awarded
Biskup was also the cop that arrested restaurateur
Bob Mongelli a couple of months ago after Mongelli
called the cops to deal with situation at a rental appartment
he owned. That court case is pending.
Well, I did go on a ride-along with Officer Biskup
and, since you are reading my report here, it is obvious
that he did not “disappear” me.
Last Saturday, I met with Biskup at the police
station for the 6 p.m. briefing. And for the next 11
hours, we were almost always busy responding to
911 calls. Right up front, he told me, “When you ride
with me, you’re out of the car when I’m out of the
car— unless somebody starts shooting at us. But I
do have an extra Kevlar vest in the trunk of the car if
you need it,” he added.
Biskup, 43, has been a cop for 16 years, most
of that time in Key West— although he started out
with a small department upstate. He also served a
short stint with the new Orleans Police Department
and was a deputy sheriff in Washington state. He is
originally from Chicago.
He is a street cop— and at 5’10,” 235 pounds,
with a shaved head, he looks the part.
Again, if you are a regular reader of KWTN,
you know that we have often editorially asked this
question: “We live in a small town. Why do we have
some police officers who seem to want to arrest everybody?
Except for obvious exceptions, why can’t
our cops approach most situations with the attitude
of trying NOT to arrest people?
Well, imagine my surprise when, as I watched Officer Biskup work, I heard
him saying to people more
than once, something like this:
“Okay, ladies and gentlemen,
how can we solve this problem
without anybody going
to jail?!”
Granted, in some of the
situations during the course of
the night, he had to sometimes
say that louder than at other
times or, maybe, even repeat
it. But at the end of the night,
he had not made even a single
Of course, I had to wonder
if he was just putting on a
show because I was with him.
But, since then, I have had an
opportunity to ask other cops,
including the chief of police,
about Biskup’s style. They told
me that is the way he enforces
the law.
“Seasoned officers understand
that arrest is not always
necessary or prudent for
many reasons, including officer
safety,” said Chief of Police
Donie Lee. “That is certainly
my philosophy.”
Biskup’s beat last Saturday
night was Duval Street and
the surrounding area. Early
in the evening, we took a ride
down Duval. It appeared that
most of the people on the street
were out for dinner. Everybody
seemed happy. I didn’t see any
falling-down drunks.
But that was to change
over the next few hours, after
what Officer Biskup called the
“shift change,” referring to
the people on the street. Even
that early, however, Biskup
responded to a call that an
intoxicated woman had fallen
and busted her head open near
Mallory Square. We found
her sitting stoically on some
steps on Front Street, smoking
a cigarette, blood streaming
down her face. Biscup called
the paramedics, who treated
her injury and took her to the
Later that night, Biskup
was called back to the same
area where a elderly homeless
man was reportedly having a
seizure. Biskup told me that the
old man was the “husband” of
the woman with the bleeding
Later, on a routine walking
patrol of the same area,
Biskup rousted a homeless man
sleeping on the porch of the
Waterfront Playhouse. He had
gone to sleep with his trousers
down around his knees.
Earlier in the evening,
a call came in to check out a
domestic dispute at an apartment
on Whitehead Street.
A man was trying to kick his
partner out of the apartment
and the partner was refusing
to go. I noticed that after Officer
Biskup knocked on the
door, he stepped to the side. He
explained that, years ago, on a
routine call like this, somebody
inside responded to his knock
by firing a bullet through the
During the call Saturday
night, the man’s partner did
agree to leave after Officer
Biskup explained the jail option
to him. Back in the car, Biskup
predicted that we would be
called back to the same address
again later in the evening. He
was right.
Still early in the evening,
Biskup responded to a
complaint from a Duval Street
store manager that a group of
rowdies were playing grabass
in front of his store, blocking the
way for customers who might
want to come in. When Biskup
confronted them, he initially
got some attitude from a couple
of the guys— until he explained
the jail option to them.
Biskup was right about
the “shift change.” Duval Street
is a whole new place in the wee
hours of the morning. During
this period, there were several
calls about people passed out
on the sidewalk.
About 3:30 a.m., we got
out of the car and Biskup
stationed himself, along with
some other officers on Duval
Street near Green. I asked about
what was going on because, if
anything, Duval seemed almost
deserted, compared to just an
hour or so earlier.
“Just wait a few minutes,”
he said.
Suddenly, Duval was
again jam-packed with people,
many of whom seemed to be
having some trouble walking.
It was 4 a.m.— and the bars
were closing.
Dennis Cooper
God speed Eric and may  flights of angels sing thee to they well earned rest.

Cheyenne On The Bridle Path

In this look back to August 2010, my first summer together with Cheyenne, she was excited to get out on her daily, sometimes twice daily walks. She was always a joy to walk, and I look back and am grateful I took took the time to be out and about with her, for myself as much as for her. I hope now that she is old and tired she remembers these walks with as much fondness as I do. 


Bridle Coconuts

I wonder if I have overdone the scenes of blue skies, blue water and sunshine this week. In case I haven't here's one more.A cyclist riding the bike path along the southern shore of Key West would do well to stop and admire the scenery. You can't see Cuba from here, 90 miles to the south, but you can see fishing boats.The oil spilled (and some say still spilling) in the Gulf of Mexico has not reached these waters. Cheyenne is a land dog. She has learned to enjoy streams and puddles but grass and shrubs are more her speed and swimming is out of the question as she has never been trained to enjoy the water properly.The sandy bridle path alongside South Roosevelt Boulevard gives her lots of opportunity to root around.
As usual wildlife can wander unmolested in the presence of my pacific dog.The salt ponds are not suitable drinking water.The plans for the renovation and refurbishment of North Roosevelt call for the elimination of non-native coconut palms, not least because falling coconuts harm people and vehicles and coconut palms take a lot of maintenance to keep tidy. In the spirit of being good stewards of the public monies the city is asking the state to replace them with less labor intensive trees...Well, this attempt to be parsimonious with the public treasury has got the critics' panties all in a wad because they say, tourists expect to see coconut palms in the city, and damn the public expense...Tourists can come to South Roosevelt to see some coconut palms looking suitably tropical.
On the beach side there are mounds of dried seaweed that need to be ignored to enjoy the view properly.There was a time when someone figured out that you could pitch a tent on the Bridle Path and no one would bother you. No one did until a whole long line of bums in tents sprang up and the city promptly declared an emergency, designated the salt ponds an environmentally sensitive wetland and banned parking, camping, and hanging out in the bushes of the Bridle Path. The No Parking thing is rather annoying because you have to park in the street and walk your dog across four lanes of supposedly 30 mph traffic to get to the path. But that perhaps limits the attraction for everyone and makes it more peaceful than it used to be.It is waterfront property with exceptional views.There used to be a few homeless guys who made a quiet home for themselves in the bushes and trails of the Bridle Path but they got swept away in the general clean up. It is a good spot to hang out, criss crossed with trails and shady nooks.
The salt ponds that lie behind the bushes stretch out to the airport and they are a home to wildlife of a more...natural sort.There is an old pier structure that used to jut out over water but the area seems to be silting up and even though it's the rainy season it was dry enough for Cheyenne to explore.

They call it the Bridle Path because it's where Key Westers used to be able to exercise their horses. Some people misspell it and call it the Bridal Path which is a double entendre worth a smile.Looking east toward the airport.
Another picture of a dog resting in the summer heat.One more summer dog walk in the bag.