Any Active CBP Officers?

The BP training has moved to the FLETC Satellite center in Artesia, NM.

The Cop Shop was Sally's Cop Shop on Altama Blvd. They too have moved, or at least opened a second shop right across from the main gate at Artesia.

A lot of native speakers had trouble with the English half of the Spanish class, but most had problems with Law. Because the Academy started out with immediate immersion in the Spanish class before beginning the Law, many of the native speaker never re-developed good study habits because they didn't have to commit a whole new language to memory.
 
No, we're not allowed ANY practice ammunition at all. We qual 4x a year and that's all we shoot.

I'm blue, not green.
 
The issue sidearm is the H&K P2000 for most, a few may still have the issued H&K USP40C. Those of us authorized the second gun also have the P2000SK, which is a sub-compact version of the P2000.

As already answered, CBP stands for Customs and Border Protection, which is the "parent" bureau of USBP and OFO (Office of Field Operations, or those who used to be Immigration Inspectors). BP wears green and OFO wears blue.

Close... we do Customs work, too. :p
 
Close... we do Customs work, too. :p


:D :D...was trying not to confuse everyone with the "original" blue and white rivalry at the garita, its bad enough explaining the blue/green stuff as it is. Shoot, then I'd have to start discussing admitting legal travelers versus collecting revenue...
 
FLETC, or flea tick as pronounced by the locals was in beautiful Brunswick, GA. when I went through the BP academy in 1982, May-Sept. The smell of the pulp mill as we ran, the no see-ums boring into my body, and the 110% humidity and 90+ temps sure help me remember my summer vacation down there.

What got lots of the native Spanish speakers was the rules of grammar in the written portions of Spanish course, and spelling. They could speak it to beat the band, but couldn't write it and that cost more than a few of them on our weekly Spanish tests.

Pam's was the go to place when I was there, they would actually send vans to pick you up at the dorms and bring our inebriated selfs home at closing time, and in those days 90% of us didn't have our vehicles down there. Lots of interesting cop memorabilia on the walls. I was always fascinated by the door off the BP vehicle with the bullet holes in it and the hanging broken harpoon, an unkind reference to the size of some of the women that frequented Pams', FLETC bunnies as it were.

Sally's, or Saigon Sally's as it was usually called was a little hole in the wall out the alternate gate that sold agency trinkets and various clothing articles with embroidered emblems and such, you could also get some of that type of stuff at the FLETC express on the base. I'm not surprised that Sally's moved to Artesia, FLETC was a gold mine for them.

I spent 5 years in the BP in sunny EL Centro, CA., and the next 26 years in various INS/CBP job titles, finally retiring last May. FLETC and your BP class number (mine was 148) were the mile stones in your career and placed you in the history of the agency. I'm old school BP/INS and enjoyed my time for the most part, but it's changed dramatically, the cry of all retired folks everywhere I suppose.

Take care...
 
No, we're not allowed ANY practice ammunition at all. We qual 4x a year and that's all we shoot.

I'm blue, not green.

Yeah, that's the way it has been at my wife's port for the past several years. By union contract the officers are supposed to be issued 100 rounds of service ammunition per quarter for practice. I think the agency would have a hard time firing anyone for not qualifying because of their inability to provide practice ammunition.

(I also figure the Gubment owes her at least 1200 rounds of .40 S&W.)
 
FLETC, or flea tick as pronounced by the locals was in beautiful Brunswick, GA. when I went through the BP academy in 1982, May-Sept. The smell of the pulp mill as we ran, the no see-ums boring into my body, and the 110% humidity and 90+ temps sure help me remember my summer vacation down there.

What got lots of the native Spanish speakers was the rules of grammar in the written portions of Spanish course, and spelling. They could speak it to beat the band, but couldn't write it and that cost more than a few of them on our weekly Spanish tests.

Pam's was the go to place when I was there, they would actually send vans to pick you up at the dorms and bring our inebriated selfs home at closing time, and in those days 90% of us didn't have our vehicles down there. Lots of interesting cop memorabilia on the walls. I was always fascinated by the door off the BP vehicle with the bullet holes in it and the hanging broken harpoon, an unkind reference to the size of some of the women that frequented Pams', FLETC bunnies as it were.

Sally's, or Saigon Sally's as it was usually called was a little hole in the wall out the alternate gate that sold agency trinkets and various clothing articles with embroidered emblems and such, you could also get some of that type of stuff at the FLETC express on the base. I'm not surprised that Sally's moved to Artesia, FLETC was a gold mine for them.

I spent 5 years in the BP in sunny EL Centro, CA., and the next 26 years in various INS/CBP job titles, finally retiring last May. FLETC and your BP class number (mine was 148) were the mile stones in your career and placed you in the history of the agency. I'm old school BP/INS and enjoyed my time for the most part, but it's changed dramatically, the cry of all retired folks everywhere I suppose.

Take care...

O yea times have changed...I doubt that Bill Jordan would even recognize it any more....O' well progress I guess...Being a former Marine I liked the way the BP recruits had to run every where. Made me home sick ( believe that) None the less they seemed in shape, as they needed to be all that running around the border had to keep you that way...
 
Class 191 here...still humping, 2 years 7 months and 14 days (not that I'm counting) to the bitter end - or one really bad day ;)
 
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