by Jeff Glovsky
They climb aboard at 49th Street. “Moe” and his two stooge companions, rocking the train with loud, garrulous poses…Assertively, spread-legged to keep their balance, the three commence shouting and sharing their work day: “Wait, we’re going downtown or uptown now?”
“Downtown,” one of the others responds.
“This is which train?”
The third of this astute triumverate adds, “If you learn anything on this job, know where you are,” he emphasizes. “Always.”
“I’m Moe!” the rookie cop responds, laughing. “That’s all I know.”