The photos in this section, are photographs taken in the area of Springfield, Vermont - many of which, but not all, were taken by long time Springfield Police Officer Bernie Lashua, who was also a professional photographer. Those that are his, are photos entrusted to me by his family - many are quite gruesome, and it is those photos (at least one's with clear identity) that I have not shared on here. I feel like the unfortunate tragedies that can befall a person should not be displayed for personal entertainment. The following however, I believe serve as an interesting historical perspective of bygone era's on our motoring freeways. These photos are copyrighted - and may not be shared or published without written permission from the Lashua family. Without the trust of the Lashua family, these photos would not be shared to begin with. It takes a long time to scan, crop and place on here these curled up photos - so with that in mind, I hope you enjoy them. A work in progress, I have many others from other sources that I will slowly add. CLICK ON SMALLER PICS TO LOAD LARGER
A young Dr. Cunningham, doing what - in my experience anyways - he does best, declaring death. An unknown VT State Trooper exits his 67 Plymouth Fury - somewhere on I-91 in the Springfield area.
Above Pic Not sure why three kids are being traumatized here, but the two officers are Springfield Police officers. The one the right, is Officer Charlie Miles. Charlie was a childhood hero of mine - he used to patrol neighborhoods and was the ilk of guy to stop at a lemonade stand. He was a kind, caring and thoughtful police officer, and he inspired me on some level to one day become a Springfield Police Officer. He had a smoker's voice I remember. I tried to be like him in some ways, unfortunately, I ended up becoming a sarcastic and cynical dickhead instead. Sorry Charlie!
To the far left, is tow truck operator Francis "Tuffy" Chadbourne, who would soon after this photo, join the police department and later become Chief. I was lucky enough to work for a *very* small time with Tuffy. He was a cop's cop - very old school, and earned the nickname "Tuffy" - because that is what he was. He was a very well respected Springfield Police Officer. The SPD officer in the photo is R.C. White - and an unknown VSP Trooper.
Taken on Clinton Street in front of the Jones and Lamson "White House", which would later become the Springfield Police Department. It appears this vehicle was traveling well above the 35 mph speed limit! From experience, I know most local's love to criticize officers for running up and down this road for speeders, but - as one can see, it is not without reason. In terms of the department building, I personally, loved the extra space of this new building - it is really a breath of fresh air, but in terms of sentimentality, I really liked the beat up feeling of the basement of town hall. If walls could talk......
Little GTOooooo...wa wa wa waaaa. I think this might be at the intersection of Route 106 and Route 10. Been to a few crashes here myself through the years of people going straight through the stop sign. Looks like the no seatbelts may have given both individuals some serious head injuries. This 67 Goat would be worth a fortune today.
The driver of this 64 Impala zigged when he should have zagged. Went the wrong way on the I-91 Exit 7 Northbound exit ramp. Unknown trooper puffing on a Camel - with two Springfield Police 1969 Plymouth Fury's in the background and what looks to be another state trooper.
Looks like Route 5 to me - pictured are an unknown authority, perhaps a constable, VSP Trooper Darwin Rogers and Springfield Police Officer Neil Martin. This accident was a fatal.
One of Springfield's many Buick cruisers, taken at Paddock Road and Route 11. A fatal accident occurred here the night prior - Chief Sherman Martin was investigating the area. People often wonder why the speed limit is 40 nowadays through here, I personally have been to numerous fatal accidents from this road up to Route 5. This is why.
I have joked that the Cadillac Ambulance was the classiest and most elegant way to die enroute to a hospital. Springfield's well respected funeral director, Scott Page, has informed me the ambulance service was run by the funeral home, and the vehicle doubled as ambulance and hearse through means of camouflage depending on it's duty. Funeral Director Gary Huber eventually parted with this service at which time SFD assumed role of ambulatory care.
A sad day for SPD - Officer Herb Fullam, his wife and grandkids were all killed in this Chrysler at an accident that occurred on Route 11 Chester Road (Thurber Audio/Auto would be directly to the right). On the side - stands Officer Charlie Miles, Officer Neil Martin, Officer Charlie Fullam (and son to the deceased Herb and Mom) and Tuffy Chadbourne. In the foreground stands an earlier Cadillace ambulance/hearse. This picture was taken by Bernie Lashua - others are very graphic, and I have discussed with Bill Lashua that out of decency to those involved, no others should really be shared, they were never really meant to be shared in the first place. This photo however, shows the brotherhood of these officers, obviously called out to support their friend/colleague at a scene I can't even imagine having to roll upon with family - as well as Bernie, to photograph a friend and family must have been very difficult emotionally.
Springfield Police Officer Merle Knight, taking measurements at the scene of this accident, which I can only assume, was fatal.
I originally thought this pic was on Chester Road near Thurber Auto, however, 30 year SPD officer Richard "Roy" Rogers told me it occurred near Goulds Mills. Trust me, Roy would know. The officers in the background are unknown. Roy has helped me identify several of the officers in other pics - he's been around long enough to know and was the department photographer since Christ was a cowboy.
This could not have ended well. Behind the Chevy Nova, rumbles the 440 of one of SPD's 1970 Plymouth Furys.
An 'Oh Shit' moment at the bottom of Cherry Hill. Two of SPD's Plymouth's roll their eyes at yet another crash scene.
I think this photo is the same one as from above - with the Trooper Darwin Rogers. I *think* the cruiser here is a Springfield one, since Darwin's Ford Galaxie can clearly be seen. Looks to be a Studebaker Lark. Dig the whip antenna lol.
Springfield Police rolled up on this beat up Buick Roadmaster to discover it running with a hose from the exhaust to the interior. Back seat is thrown on the ground, and blankets on the trunk to allow maximum tightness. Obviously, a suicide.
I am not certain, but I think this is Gulf and Mineral Street. The cows throw me off, but I am guessing they arrived by train and were loaded on the truck.
Up until the 21st Century, police cruisers were long thought to be the disdain of travelers once their service life was up. As a consequence, most of them have disappeared. This 1959 Plymouth is no exception - I wish people kept these cars around like they do old fire engines, but alas - they didn't. It's gone.
This is the same Nash Ambassador found in the pic way up top in the intro.
This is a super rare photograph, taken in the summer of 1946, and pre Vermont State Police. I am not sure if this is Vermont Highway Patrol (which is Vermont DMV) or some Vermont Game Wardens. The hats lend me to believe the latter rather than the former; however, I have pics of VT DMV cruisers and this is one of the models they drove. I do not know much about game warden history, so maybe a uniform pro can decipher this mystery. No idea what is going on, or what is off in the bushes.
These two photographs above are Vermont State Police cars from Rockingham barracks. A 65 Plymouth Fury, and a 63 Plymouth Fury. "Smoke em if you got em" - big V8's in these suckers, especially that 63.
Route 5 on the Springfield and Weathersfield Town Line. Looks like the motorcycle was headed south to Springfield, layed it down on this corner, and skidded into the front of the northbound car, knocking the bike and it's rider off to the side of the road.
I am assuming the man kneeling is a called in SPD Officer, unless they randomly let any curious onlookers roam about at will. But then again, the 50's were not quite as litigious as they are today.
Welcome to my humble beginnings. In 1989, when I first started at SPD, the local VFW was extremely supportive and generous with the SPD, and purchased this 89 Harley Davidson, and two 89 Chevy Caprices, to complement the other three that the town bought. This car here was EQ#3, a Corporal's car; however, it was not a patrol car for long, and within a year or so, it was painted dark blue and was Chief Nicholas Picerno's Chief's car (EQ#1), and later when it was tired and beaten to death, it was a Detective's car (EQ#6) and eventually, a ram around go to court/training or whatever car (EQ#7). The bike was sold to a guy in Connecticut - and with only 20,000 miles on it, needed a lot of work, despite being rebuilt twice by HD. This pic was taken as the department had switched to new cruiser designs/door decals. It was the last year that I am aware of, that a department photo was even taken.
Tuffy Chadbourne is on scene here, as well as his 64 Dodge Dart Cruiser, investigating why some rolled their Ford Galaxie convertible over. Also pictured here to the left with his arms folded, is Ernie RIchardson, a long time Postal Carrier in Springfield, whom I also admired as a young boy living on Autumn Street, and of whom is father to Scott Richardson, Deputy Fire Chief at SFD.