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I want to see the Shotgun Serial Bandits life made into a movie. Samuel L. Jackson has got to play the leading role.
Albert T. Grandberry, 51, of Detroit was arrested Thursday in the armed holdup of a 7-Eleven store in Farmington Hills. Farmington District Magistrate Carl S. Christoph ordered him held in the Oakland County Jail on $750,000 bond, pending a Sept. 5 court hearing on one of nine suburban holdups police say he has committed since March.
The Shotgun Serial Bandit suspect arrested last week has been arrested 25 times and in and out of jails over the past 34 years, often for impersonating police, FBI agents and doctors.
Arrested 25 times. Hello? What is wrong with this picture?
In April 1973, Grandberry was arrested in Hazel Park for impersonating an inspector with the FBI as part of an effort to steal mail. It was one of several fake identities attempted by Grandberry, who that same year solicited funds as Dr. Albert T. Grandberry of the Nairobi Medical Center in Nairobi, Nigeria. That is, until someone remembered that Nairobi is in Kenya, not Nigeria.
Grandberry's criminal history dates back to 1969 in St. Louis, where he committed car theft, burglary and credit card fraud. He served two years in prison there. But in more ambitious capers here, Grandberry has impersonated police, an FBI inspector, a gynecologist, a chief of surgery at a Nigerian hospital and the nephew of the recently deceased former president of Uganda, Idi Amin.
Ok, so Albert is geographically challenged. Obviously his acting skills are first rate. But wait, it gets better...
Lamb, later identified as Grandberry, slipped away during the confusion.
In April 1977, a mentally disturbed man was fatally shot outside Detroit General Hospital when he tried to slash a police officer with a knife. A white-smocked man wearing a "Dr. Jerboa Lamb" nameplate standing nearby was asked to examine the body on the sidewalk. He expertly pronounced the man as dead.
Expertly? Somebody used that word because they fucked up big time. So he roamed the streets of Detroit for 4 more years.
When police finally caught up with Grandberry in June 1977, he was pulled over for reckless driving and couldn't produce a driver's license. He was arrested when police noticed he was sitting on a .22-caliber pistol. He identified himself as Dr. Lamb and told police he was en route to Detroit General Hospital to perform emergency surgery. He also told officers he was under FBI protection because his uncle, Amin, had ordered an assassin to America to kill him.
I'm still wanting to know why he was arrested 25 times. There is alot of story missing there. Lots of potential slapstick comedy for actors.
Grandberry demanded $65 for unpaid tickets he said were on the woman's record and before driving her home, took her on a tour of the Detroit Police Academy.
What blond actress should play that part? I'm sure hope the papers follow more of Albert's shenanigans.
Goldie Hawn. Got to be Goldie if it is a comedy.
Kim Basinger if it is a suspense/drama.
Posted by: andrew at August 25, 2003 10:37 PMYou're "dead-on" about the "expertly" usage. That's just perfect isn't it? Reminds me of when I was an intern, having to pronounce people. I don't think I was ever actually taught how to tell if someone is dead - they kinda figured that if you knew the other stuff, you pretty much could figure out that one. It's not like they called me in for the flatliners on life support. Nope, they called me for the folks who were on the wards all but dead for several days, and then, gee, comes the time when they are really all the way dead. My job was pretty much to say, "yup, he's dead alright." Actually, my job was to "sign here." That way, if the dude was found later trying to smash the window in the morgue, it was on me. Hmmm, I may have gone on about this for too long ... but anyway, "expertly" my ass.
Posted by: Oscar at August 26, 2003 01:38 PM