The headquarters for the 102nd Precinct is located on 118t Street in Richmond Hill.  The meetings of the 102nd Community Council are held in the Moose Lodge (below, right) on the third Tuesday of every month (with the exception of July & August).  While going to the last meeting, I spotted an old building with an interesting marker near the top (bottom, left).   

A little further down the block is the 102nd.  From what we were told, it was painted a number of years back and peeling has been an issue ever since. 

You can read a little bit about the history of the land and the building itself below.  Its' 100th Anniversary is coming up in a few years.

Inside the 102 there are a number of bulletin boards, many of which are filled with old classic pictures of the 102nd Precinct's past.

Here is a closer look at a few of those pictures.  The label on this first picture read "RMP Accident - Woodhaven Boulevard & Atlantic Avenue - July 23rd, 1958."  It's a fascinating picture -- and we've been trying to figure out exactly where the car is laying.  Are we looking down Atlantic?  Where's the bridge?  Maybe someone out there will know.   

The picture below, at left, is the 102nd Precinct in 1941.  And, as you can see in the label, the picture on the right is from Arbor Day (year unknown). 

The picture below, at left, shows the "Richmond Hill Police Department" in the Spring of 1896.  I didn't see any label on the photo at right, but it's an interesting picture -- there are a lot of young kids with baseball bats.   

Here's another wonderful picture hanging up inside the 102nd -- the members of the 102 from January 1937.   

There is a lot of history inside this building.  For example, years ago they kept all of their logs and records in these giant ledgers.  These ledgers have not been discarded -- and it's real interesting to look through and see where the various callboxes and posts were positioned. 

One thing is for sure -- penmanship has gone downhill over the years.  The books in the pictures above -- and in the one below -- are from 1923 and 1924.  And it's fascinating to flip through one of these books -- because even though the details may be mostly mundane, the writing is so alive and fresh looking, as if someone just jotted down the events of their shift the day before. 

Moving on, I was lucky enough to pay a visit to the former stables of the 102nd.  As they don't have horses any more, the stable has become a storage room.  But the paddocks are still there, waiting for the day -- someday -- when the horses return. 

And just over to the side was this old stairway that led to just above the stable.  It was up there that all of the hay was kept, and there was a big trap door in the ceiling through which they would throw it down.

And, finally, a place you definitely don't want to end up.  These cells on the lower level -- I'm willing to bet these cells have seen their share of drunks and disorderlies.  Look at that toilet/sink combo, though -- that's quite a space-saver, isn't it?  

And finally, a picture we posted once before.  Some folks have said that my dopey jokes are sometime criminal . . . and it appears that the law finally caught up with me.

"I Fought The Law, And The Law Won!"