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Richard "Dick" Parker

INTRODUCTION

At the beginning of May 2025 we posted a boxing-related article on our ExPo website about a bruising bout between two of our former colleagues, Greg Hopkins and Jim Gordyk, at one of our legendary ‘Evenings of Boxing’ held at the Southampton Princess Hotel.  A photo of this bout used to be displayed in the hallway of the Police Club at Prospect but the mould got to it.  Within a short space of time we managed to put Jim Gordyk and Greg Hopkins in touch with each other; Greg kindly provided us with a copy of the photo of himself  and Jim in action in the boxing ring, and we published it in an article in our “Keeping in Touch column which you can view at https://expobermuda.com/index.php/keep-in-touch/1435-keeping-in-touch-home-and-abroad-2025?highlight=WyJnb3JkeWsiXQ==   on 8th May.

 

 

 

 

We then heard from former P.C. Richard “Dick” Parker who sent us the group photo below of our Police Boxing team about to head off to the U.S. to complete in boxing tournament, and as you can see, the team included Jim Gordyk, Greg Hopkins – and “Dick” Parker so we wrote back to Dick and asked if he could provide us with more details about that trip, and also about his involvement with Police boxing. The result is the following fascinating article about Dick and his “boxing exploits” here in Bermuda, which speak for themselves! Dick has also provided us with a couple of “vignettes” about his time up in Western Division.

My Boxing experiences fighting for the Bermuda Police Service from 1981 to 1987.

I arrived in Bermuda in May of 1981, along with five other colleagues, Keith Senior, Paul Kelley, Steve Owen, Graham Mitchell, and Hugh Peter Mead. We each of us had a variety of experience and backgrounds. 

As far as the photo with George Rushe, on our localisation course in May 1981, we had a trip to the Dept Of Tourism. They showed us a advert for Bermuda Tourism and then took our photo for the paper. 

L-r: Steve Owen PC 123, Graham Mitchell (RIP), Richard Parker PC 131, Paul Kelley, Keith Senior, George Rushe (RIP), Hugh Peter Mead.

Sergeant George Rushe picked us up from the airport and deposited us in McBeath Block with our belongings before being told to go to the Police Recreation Club (PRC) bar in an hour. I went to get a quick shower, in the communal showers to wake up. The state of McBeath block was a real wake up moment. Ex-policeman from that era who stayed in those barrack rooms and used those bathrooms and showers will understand. I still remember my first night walking into those showers with a half inch of water all over the floor, and not knowing if it came from the showers, or somewhere else.

When there at the PRC we were grilled by the patrons regarding our previous forces and experience, I was the only recruit from the Avon and Somerset force on this intake. My good friend and colleague John Tartaglia had arrived on the Island three months previously, so at least I had a friend on the Island. 

John was the cause of me being in Bermuda. I did not get my acceptance letter because I had moved flats in Bristol, England. It was only when John Tartaglia arrived in February and John Instone (his Sgt picking his group up at the Airport) said – oh we had another guy from Bristol who never replied to our letter.  John contacted me right away, I went around to my old flat, and saw the telegram stuck to the front door. At my next shift at Trinity Road Police Station in Bristol, I spoke to my Inspector, who phoned Bermuda and accepted the position on my behalf. By May 1981 I was in Bermuda, which a lot of people can say, totally changed their lives. That letter and the simple conversation between my friend John Tartaglia and Sergeant John Instone. 

Whilst in the PRC we picked up information on the Police sports clubs, everything from Football, Cricket, Tennis, Golf, Running and Squash. It seemed like the Police Service was very sports orientated and that the members kept themselves extremely fit and active. It also did not take us long to realize that a lot of sports related decisions were made in the various Police recreation clubs and bars.

The PRC was the place where we headed after training or playing any of the sports already listed, to discuss and for postmortems. We were all finding adjusting to life in Bermuda tough, a lot of police officers who had been there 3-4-5 years would say to us, to at least give it 6 months. It was in one of these PRC sessions in September 1981, when Vic Richmond asked me if I had ever ‘Boxed’. 

With a negative reply he added something to the effect ‘It looks as though you can handle yourself.’ Backed up by his cadre of PRC regulars who ‘buttered’ me up nicely, I agreed to fight in the annual Police Boxing Tournament. I was told to get to the twice weekly training, with trainers Gary Smith, ‘Forty’ Rego and David Hope civilians who volunteered their time and effort because they loved the ‘sweet science.’ David Hope was a local Barber but an accomplished amateur boxer.

I liked to keep fit, but the boxing exercises and regime took it to another level, skipping, hitting punching bags, dodging, sliding, learning combinations, and then there was the sparring. I soon learned that I was not a boxer with the natural talents like colleagues Frankie Foggo, Merv Dickinson, and Donville Yarde, I watched them train and spar with increased admiration. 

Word soon got around to Vic Richmond, Dave Cook and others that I should be on the card for the Christmas Boxing. Sometime in late November 1981, I was told that I would be fighting a guy called Davie Kerr. I knew who he was, as I had sparred once with him. I did not know his boxing reputation, but every other person on the Island did and they were not shy in telling me about it and questioning my mental state. I had no bloody idea of what to expect as the fight date came nearer and my anxiety level went up by degrees, I also trained harder and more frequently. There was a lot of ‘gallows humour’ about the newcomer boxers, I remember ‘Stumpy’ Kirkham saying ‘do you have the name of your sponsors on the soles of your boxing shoes’! 

I got the nickname 'Dick' from my very first shift as a Police Constable in Bristol Central Division, of the Avon and Somerset Constabulary. I was introduced to the Welsh Sergeant; he was bloody huge. He stood up crushes my hand in a welcoming shake and says, "Welcome PC Richard Parker, what do they call you Dick?" Rather than correct or argue I said 'Yes', and in Police circles that has stuck. 

As far as the 'Steaming' hot Dick' thing goes, when I was first persuaded to get in the ring by Vic Richmond and gang, and I agreed, I heard that fighters wore shirts with their names and country of origin on. I thought of the great pro boxers of the time, and 'Smoking Joe Frasier' was a favorite. So, with a play on words, I came up with 'Steaming Hot' Dick. When I went to get the tee shirt made, there was a few funny looks, but I kept a straight face and incredibly quiet.

The boxing date arrived; I didn’t sleep the night before. All the contestants were in one room, changed, their hands wrapped up and ready for their moment in the ring. 

David Kerr before he adjusted my sense of balance Southampton Princess Hotel December 1981.

Mark Norman, John Moore and Norman Wilson waiting for their turn to go into the ring Southampton Princess Hotel December 1981.

[i]I kept my singlet for fighting in covered, and only a few people knew of it, and it would be uncovered when I was introduced in the boxing ring.

It was a long wait as our fight was either the last of the night or the penultimate one.

Eventually we were told to take our positions in readiness for our introduction, because you never knew how long the previous fight would last. Not having slept well for a week or so, I mentally prepared myself to go into the ring and hoping to not embarrass myself. Which was similar to the outlook of a lot of the other ‘rookie’ boxers.

We stepped into the ring, our tops covering our singlets were removed, and our boxing gloves were attached. The ‘seconds’ in my corner I do not recall, but I believe that one was Dave Cook and the other ‘Stumpy’ Kirkham. As the writing on my singlet was revealed I started hearing a few chuckles in the crowd, and it slowly grew into laughter as Davie Kerr, and I were introduced and got our instructions from the referee Custerfield Crockwell.

The fight started, and it became immediately apparent that Davy wanted to end it quickly! We traded some heavy leather in the first round. I got to my corner at the end of the first round, and my ‘Seconds’ said to me ‘do you have a death wish’? You must box Davy, not mix it up with him. They hammered that into me, ‘box, box, box you can do it’. I went into the second round and did just that. Davy had hardly touched me in the second round. I returned to my corner, and the ‘seconds’ said, ‘that is a lot better, carry on what you are doing’! 

The third and final round came and I continued to do what I had done in the second round, Davy had been given different instructions obviously and he crowded me even though I was quicker, he cut me off from escape routes, 10-15 seconds before the end of the fight, Davy threw a left hook, which knocked me out, my knees hit the floor and my head rested on the bottom rope of the ring, I didn’t feel a thing. Custerfield Crockwell pulled me forward, so I was on all fours, I got up and started fighting again, people were shouting ‘it’s all over, it’s all over!’ The crowd were going wild, cheering and shouting. Davy and I congratulated each other. I went back to my ‘seconds’ who both said ‘you were ahead on points’! They both then added ‘what a great fight it was, and that I did really well’. 

I left the ring, and before going back to the changing room and shower, I had a moment of reflection, and in relief that the event was over I became very emotional.

It was not until I started to pass people in the area that they congratulated and commiserated with me, that I thought, ‘Wow, that must have been a pretty good fight!’

Davie and I were unanimously awarded the ‘fight of the night’. I had a chance to speak to him after and said ‘Congratulations, my Mum isn’t going to be happy that you beat up one of her sons.’ A couple of days later Davie handed me a letter to send to my Mum saying what a great fight it was and congratulating me in my part in the fight, a classy act by Davie. 

In any sport there is a winner and a loser, there is not competition unless you have an opponent, therefore respect for each other is of paramount importance.

I did not know what a spectacle the fight was until ZBM TV televised the third round of the fight each night for the following week.

The cheer that went up, when my head hit the bottom rope was very loud, and in hindsight it was like the Hollywood depictions of gladiatorial combat, where bloodlust mixed with Champagne, cigars and betting on the outcomes showed that we have not evolved very much.

Ediktors Note – For the record, Davie Kerr has kindy [rovided us with the following account about his bout with Dick.

  • 1981, beat Dick Parker by KO at the very end of Round 3. According to the local press, our bout was worth all the previous ones that night put together! We stood toe to toe for 2 3/4 rounds beating the sh*t out of each other, and I managed to deck him with about 15 seconds to go. Unanimous choice for Fight of the Night.CLICK HERE  to read Davie's excellent article about his fighting career

I carried on Boxing for the Police and as always in every sporting endeavour I tried my best. I ended having eleven fights, with six wins and five losses. The six wins consisted of 1 knockout, 3 unanimous points decisions and 2 split points decisions. My losses were the 1 Knockout (thank you Davie), and 4 split points decisions against. Two of my fights were deemed the fight of the night. 

I fought against The Massachusetts State Troopers, The Denver Brotherhood of Police and Firefighters. and the United States Marines at the US Naval Base in St. George’s, Bermuda. Also, three times at the annual night of Police Boxing.My opponents were Davie Kerr, Nick Jamieson, and Mike Lawler. The Boxing Section became stronger as more Policemen from the Islands and Britain were recruited. We were in awe of the talents and skills shown by the likes of Greg Hopkins and Jim Gordyk and later Craig Morfitt who went from a ‘rookie’ boxer into a very fit and accomplished student of the ‘sweet science.’

One of my opponents from Denver was a man named Ernest Curtis; we were fighting at the BAA stadium. He was my 4th or 5th fight. I had not been introduced to him in any way. On the night of the fight, with about two fights to go before my turn, I was at the urinal and in comes this huge guy dressed ready to box. I asked him who is opponent was, he said ‘some guy named Parker.’ I asked him how many fights he had had, he replied ‘about two hundred.’ I made a swift retreat as panic set in and thoughts of calling the hospital to make sure there was a bed for me.

Ernest Curtis (Denver Brotherhood Police and Firefighters) and I with PC Mark Jones’ wife at Somerset Barracks post fight.

Ernest Curtis knew all the skills and the ‘dark arts’ of boxing. Where I was trying to box and use my speed to keep out of his way, he used the arts of holding on to me, leaning on me, keeping me close and when we were told to break, he would take a step back and very quickly drop his right leg and come under the guard to crush your ribs on the left side. This was his signature move, and I luckily parried most of that first attack, but my ribs hurt for about a month after. The fight was a scrappy affair, and he won by split decision.

I spoke to Ernest several times after at various functions. His 200+ bouts had come from fighting for the US Air Force.  He told me he was unfit for our fight and his training regime had been cutting down from two packets of cigarettes a day to one! 

I questioned him on other fights he was in and he said he had fought and beaten Ken Norton in an inter-services amateur fight. Ken Norton had been in the Marines from ’63 to ’67. Ken Norton went on to beat Mohammed Ali in 1973 in a heavy weight professional bout.

One other fight I had which I think deserves mention is the one we had at the US Naval base in St. George’s. It was held in a hanger with stadium-like seating. I got there and looked around the place, taking in the area and getting acclimatized. I had absolutely no idea who I was fighting but being in the 190-200lb weight area, 200 lbs and above were the Super Heavyweight class in Amateur Boxing, so my opponents were usually a lot bigger than me.

After about half an hour of wandering around, I went back to the changing rooms where David Hope cornered me. He said, ‘there was a huge guy in here just now, he says he is fighting Richard Parker, and he is going to beat you badly’ or words to that effect. David Hope is a well-known joker, but he was serious this time.

I thought ‘bugger it’ Vic Richmond and the Boxing executives have done it again 😊.  My opponent was a Marine called R.L. Johnstone, 6’4” and 235+ lbs of solid muscle. In the ring getting instructions he was all hyped up; our colleague Gerry Lyons was the referee.

The bell went for the first round and the Marine came running out and immediately started pummeling me. I moved quickly out of the way, but he was there crowding me, he was so much stronger than me. Within a minute he had knocked me down, and I took the mandatory 8 second count, again soon after he had knocked me down again, he was that strong and quite quick. I again took the mandatory 8 second count. Gerry Lyons asking if I was okay, me replying, ‘never better’. As this was going on, I looked into the crowd and saw several of my fellow football players, shouting ‘come on Dick’. I took a deep breath and with a mindset of ‘I have nothing to lose’, I went looking for the Marine. He was in the neutral corner, and as he confidently came out, I caught him flush on the jaw with one of the best punches I can remember throwing. His eyes went up, so they were showing all white, he staggered, and Gerry Lyons jumped in to save him from my follow up and gave him a standing eight second count. Things had quickly changed, soon after, the bell for the end of the round sounded.

‘Forty’ Rego and Dave Cook were my ‘seconds’ they both said, ‘use your speed and jab combinations, get in and out of there really quickly. This is what I did, I jabbed and jabbed while going backwards, he was throwing lots of punches and ‘hay makers’ hitting thin air, this went on for the second and third rounds, the crowd was so noisy, as the fight had looked that it was over in the first round, and then a complete turnabout. I do not think the Marine landed hardly any punches of significance and I was making every jab count.

At the end of the fight, I returned to my corner, Forty Rego and Dave Cook were beaming, with pleasure. Forty took off my gloves and said, ‘go and walk around the ring, you deserve it’, which I did and noticed people standing and clapping in appreciation. When you’re fighting you rarely get to look at the crowd.

When the result of the fight was announced, I thought I had done enough to win but had no idea how the decision would go. The judges gave me a split decision win. Cans and drink were then thrown into the ring from the Marine supporters who didn’t agree with the result. I heard later that complaints had been made from Marines to the Marine commander that in the other boxing matches the Marine participants had been hit a number of times in the ‘under carriage’ -  complaints without merit.

The Bermuda Police Boxing Section at this time was getting a lot of praise and positive news in the various media. More officers wanted to give Boxing a try, and a few civilians even came to train and spar, and have a chance of boxing a Policeman without getting locked up.

Richard Parker

Ex PC 131

1981-1988

Dick has kindly provided usa with the following information abojt whewre he is and what he;s dingthese fdays,.

I am single and now living in Bridgewater, Nova Scotia, happily retired and helping neighbours where I can.

I continue to keep fit by biking, hiking the trails in the area and swimming at the Lunenburg County Leisure Centre in the Winter.

Attached is a picture taken on the 13th May 2025 at Mahone Bay, Nova Scotia, the halfway point on my out and back bike ride.

I have two daughters 35 and 32. The eldest has a Masters in Public Health and works for Nova Scotia health, and the youngest lives and works in Suwon, South Korea teaching English at a private school. She has just returned from climbing Mount Rinjani (12,250 ft) in Lombok, Indonesia. She also went to Dalhousie for her last two years at University after doing a couple of years at Waterloo, Ontario.

Thank you for the important work that you do and prompting me to 'get my arse' in gear. If we do not write our stories, they die with us.

 

 

BPS Participates in "Relay for Life" cancer walk

 

Phoenix Gombey troupe lead Survivors Lap around the field 
(Photo - Akil Simmons R.G.)
 

Many hundreds of people who have been touched by cancer came out to the North Field at The National Stadium for the 12th annual Relay for Life held on Friday  9th May 2025, as reported by the Royal Gazette (CLICK HERE to view their article)

“Survivors were joined by their families, caretakers and supportive sponsors to carry out the first portions of the annual two-day event at the National Sports Centre in Devonshire.

The walk celebrates those who have fought off the disease and honours those who have died from it.

Chris Foster, the chief executive of the Bermuda Cancer and Health Centre, said the event had grown into a warm celebration of the fight against the disease.

He said: “Cancer is a challenging and horrible disease. At times it feels like there’s no escape from it’s impact.

“The combined mission of Relay for Life and the Bermuda Cancer and Health Centre are for everyone in Bermuda to have equal access to the highest standard of cancer care.”

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Bernews also covered the event and quoted Lynne Woolridge, CEO of Bermuda Cancer and Health Centre, who proclaimed:-

 “Relay For Life Bermuda is a shining example of what we can achieve when we come together as a community. The ‘Garden of Light’ theme represents our collective strength and resilience. We are deeply grateful to Liberty Mutual Insurance for their support and look forward to another incredible event that inspires hope and unity.”

Presenting sponsor Liberty Mutual team on the march
 

BERNEWS has posted numerous photos of participants and sponsors. CLICK HERE to view their report and their extensive photo album.

Roger Sherratt and Police Commissioner Darrin Simons at BPS marquee
 

I attended as a walker with my own “walker” and was very impressed to see dozens of BPS officers actively participating in the event, and to see their first class marquee manned by police officers, including Commissioner of Police, Darrin Simons.  BPS personnel were easy to spot in their lime green T shirts. 

BPS contingent in fine spirits 

 

Two familiar faces on the Survivors Lap
 

For those not aware with this exceptionally popular annual event, it has been held for the past 12 years, thanks to  generous sponsorship by many major companies and community organisations large and small. Participants could be seen throughout the night walking around the track to raise funds for this most worthwhile cause which brings Bermuda together in a wonderful spirit of unity.  

Another familiar face riding the BHS dragon
 
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Commissioner George Robins third year - 1963

1963

Summary 

This is the third in a series of articles by Retired Detective Superintendent George Rose about the years during which the Bermuda Police was headed by Commissioner George Robins.  This article deals relates to 1963, and much of the information has been gathered from the daily and weekend newspapers along with the Police Magazines.

Early in 1963 Commissioner Robins expressed concern about problems with juvenile crime and wondered if having a YMCA could be a helpful solution.  A small science laboratory was established at Police Headquarters which was already reducing the costs of needing to send evidential material overseas for testing, and during a visit to Bermuda, the British Home Secretary paid a visit to police headquarters and said he was impressed by what he saw there.

In March the Bermuda Police Association raised “important grievances’ that existed in the Police Force including salaries, housing allowances, conditions of service and leave arrangements, which were brought before Commissioner Robins.  A subsequent Civil Service Report made recommendations on these matters to the Legislature. Later in the year a new salary scale for police was presented to the House, and a revised Police Act was placed before the Executive Council for consideration with provisions that were said to be likely to provide the Force with much needed stability for years to come.

In June of his third year as Commissioner, Mr. Robins released the annual Police Report for 1962 in which he noted favorable reaction to the introduction of policewomen, along with the effectiveness of Beach patrols, the Dog Section, Cycle Squad, and the separation of the Police as a body from the Civil Service.

In July the Commissioner commented on the increased size of the Police  Force noting that in 1957 the establishment of the Bermuda Police was 163.  During the year of the Warwick Murders (1959) in stood at 211, and in 1960 it increased to 274. Mr. Robins observed that Bermuda had a bigger police force than other countries of a similar size, but pointed out that one of its the most important functions was “to ensure that the tourists enjoy Bermuda with a minimum of interference or molestation of any sort.”  He also commented on the increasing prevalence of unlicensed firearms, and identified marijuana as becoming a growing menace in Bermuda. 

August saw the re-introduction of Bermuda’s traditional Parish Constables. Mr. Robins noted that the appointment of parish constables was as old as Bermuda’s parliament, dating back to 1620, and way back then parish constables swore an oath of office just as constables were doing in 1963.

Hurricane Arlene directly struck Bermuda in August keeping the Island Police busy and causing thousands of pounds worth of damage, but no casualties.  One positive effect of preparing for Hurricane Arlene was that advanced preparations for it led to the formation of what later became known as the Emergency Measures Organization.

In October Commissioner Robins travelled to Houston, Texas, to attend the 70th Annual Conference of Chiefs of Police. This was the first time any Bermuda Chief of Police had attended the conference.

November saw two serious sexual assaults (rapes) committed in Warwick Parish, which again raised the issue of whether there should be a permanent police-sub-station in Warwick Parish to serve the Western Parishes.  This proposal was first raised during the Warwick Murders in 1959.  Although the proposal was never adopted,  Commissioner Robins wanted to thank the residents of Warwick and the Salvation Army Church in Warwick for allowing their church to be used to house a temporary police station during the rape enquiries, and he presented a new table tennis table to the Salvation Army as a token of the appreciation of the Police.

Also in November the Police launched a short police recruiting film in an effort to attract more Bermudians to consider a career in the Police.

The Police Training School was getting into full swing in 1963, with Basic Training Course No. 3 having  been held from April - June for local recruits, and in December Basic Training Course No. 4  was completed for 12 expatriate officers from the U.K.

During 1963 Commissioner Robins continued to encourage members of the Police Force to get involved in local sports, such as cricket and football, rugby, field hockey, squash, billiards and snooker, and one sport that was rapidly increasing in popularity was sailing (snipes). A group of young police officers had earlier formed the Bermuda Police Boat Club  and at its annual prizegiving in December, Mr. Ronnie Marshall from Spanish Point Boat Club commended the Police for doing an admirable job under great difficulties, and observed that their participation in sports led to a better understanding between the Police and the public.  The Police also had a team participating in the Somers Isle Rifle Club with the police team winning the 1963 annual J.E. Lightbourne Cup.  Our two 1963 Police Magazines, published in 

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