It's good to be Governor; or in my Granny's case, to know one
/State trooper dating Cuomo’s daughter is transferred to the Canadian border
“He was transferred to keep him away from the daughter because the governor didn’t like whatever they were doing,” a source familiar with the situation said.
Pfeiffer wasn’t found to have committed misconduct and his transfer to a state police station in Plattsburgh — about 160 miles north of the Capitol, and about 25 miles south of the Canadian border — didn’t go on his record as official discipline, sources said.
But records show that Pfeiffer bought a house in Saratoga Springs, near Albany, in 2018 and the dramatic change in his commute is considered a type of informal punishment that cops call “highway therapy,” sources said.
Cuomo “is limited in how much he can screw with him, so highway therapy is one of his few options,” a source said.
Not much of a story, but I found it amusing because it brought to mind a bit of family lore. The details as I remember them — and my siblings are free to correct me — are about as follows:
When my mother was very young — 16? 17? — she fled her mother’s Beverly Hills home and eloped with some young man and, duly married, camped out with him on the Monterey Peninsula, which in those days was , according to Mother, “covered with wildflowers”, not houses. Grandmother Leatrice was confounded by this act of defiance and, worse, had no idea where her wayward daughter had fled to. So, former movie star that she was, she picked up the phone, called her friend the Governor and asked his help. State troopers were dispatched to scour the state, found the couple, and escorted the young man to the nearest bus stop, informing him that he was to keep going east until he’d crossed the state border, and to not come back, ever.
Mother returned home, the marriage was annulled, and when shortly afterwards we entered the war, she fled again and joined the army. Until today, I’d thought that governors no longer had the power to do things like that, but obviously I was wrong.