Larry was one of the best security guards I have worked with. He has worked in the worst areas of Baltimore, including the emergency room at Johns Hopkins, where gangbangers used to break in to kill still living ambush victims, and where no patent can be let out of the hospital after dark without a guard walking them to their car—which means, don't even think about catching the bus in this neighborhood.

“I was working security at the Stop, Shop & Save in Waverly. I’m six-three, three-fourteen. Was workin’ with a big young muscular boy—a veteran. We stopped this shoplifter. I came up to his shoulder, and he was much wider than me. Did not want to cooperate. Started punching at us, so I got in behind him and put on a full-nelson. When his arms went up this machete fell out from under his coat. I kicked it over to the manager and told him to put it in the office. My partner go under him from the front and we took him down.

"The police were all responding—females and everything. When they start to fight you the 911 call goes out and the officers are good to respond.”