Loved the photo of the police officer in the first picture. When I looked at the traditional uniform I remember my dad talking about when they were kids with the local beat cop in the Bronx (this would be in the 1930s), that their version of juvenile delinquency was taunting him with "brass buttons, blue coat, couldn't catch a nanny goat" and running off to the cop yelling "you rotten kids" (I doubt very much they had much to worry about with him chasing them, like the figure in the photo, he apparently, um, filled out his uniform more than most *lol*).
