Greg Zito’s History of Street Cops: Gangs, Guns, and Cabrini Green Snipers

I received this book courtesy of Mr. Zito for the purpose of a fair and honest review.

Overview: Mr. Zito spent eighteen years as a street cop in some of the most violent days of Chicago’s history. In that time he’s been shot at, threatened and had to deal with…politics. This is his story.

Story Telling: Memoirs are interesting to catch. They seem to be a bit more emotional auto-biographies. That, and they also seem to be structured around a single timeframe, and not the author’s whole life to that point. Mr. Zito’s timeframe is his police days.

Likes: Mr. Zito made sure that his readers could understand how dangerous a cop’s job is. I appreciate the fact that Mr. Zito showed great restraint in his descriptions. Some of the situations that he found himself in were pretty gross.

Dislikes: Many of the individuals, that Mr. Zito met, would drive me crazy. I also would have preferred to know Mr. Zito’s feelings about legally owned guns, but he was clear on his beliefs on the illegal ones.

Favorite Character: Mr. Zito’s partner, Billie, was a pretty good guy.

Favorite Quote: Here’s why I like Billie. “Bill called them and told them they better make sure they took care of me and covered my back, and that if anything happened to me, they could have to answer to him.”

Favorite Scene: The best part was Mr. Zito’s memories of the wedding photo shoot. It may have cost him, but it hat to have been worth it.

Conclusion: This is a good book. Perhaps those who believe that the cops are just out to get people–based on either their color, creed, or class–should read this. It can only help.

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