Every Place Has a Story

The murder of Chief Malcolm MacLennan and nine year old George Robb

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On March 20, 1917 Police Chief Malcolm MacLennan, 44, was killed in a shootout with a drug addict. This is an excerpt from Sensational Vancouver:

Chief Malcolm MacLennan Vancouver Police Museum #P00923
Chief Malcolm MacLennan Vancouver Police Museum #P00923

Robert Tait, 32, a drug addict, police informant and pimp from Detroit lived in a rundown apartment over a grocery store at 522 East Georgia with his girlfriend Frankie Russell.

Russell, 28, had numerous arrests for prostitution, theft and drug possession. At one point she worked out of Marie Gomez’s House of all Nations, a high-profile brothel on Alexander Street. She later became notorious in the press as the “white girl of the underworld.”

After months went by in unpaid rent the owner Frank Smith decided to evict them. When Smith entered the kitchen he was greeted by Tait brandishing a shotgun. He told Smith “leave or I’ll blow your brains out.” Smith left and called police.

It was dark and raining by the time Detective John Cameron and three constables arrived and knocked on the kitchen door. Moments later a blast from the shotgun fired through the frosted glass of the door, catching Cameron in the face and tearing out his eye. The other police, all of them bleeding from shards of flying glass grabbed Cameron and retreated back out into the street.

Frankie Russell mugshot Photo courtesy of the Vancouver Police Museum
Frankie Russell mugshot Photo courtesy of the Vancouver Police Museum

As Tait blasted away through the door, George Robb, 9, was walking from his house to buy candy at the nearby store. The boy was killed by a bullet to his back from Tait’s rifle.

Robert Tait VPM photo
Robert Tait VPM photo

Police called for back-up and Deputy Chief Bill McRae, Inspectors John Jackson and George McLaughlin, Chief Malcolm McLennan and detectives Joe Ricci and Donald Sinclair rushed to the scene.

“We were in the hallway. Tait was in the kitchen. He had a loaded shotgun and warned us he would use it if we came a step closer. The Chief said he was going in to get Tait. I tried to reason with him because I was sure Tait would shoot. As soon as the chief stepped out of the hallway into the kitchen he got the full shotgun charge in the face, killing him on the spot,” Ricci told a reporter in a 1961 interview with the Times Colonist. “I crept up as close to the doorway of the kitchen as I could and grabbed the dead Chief by the ankle. I dragged him along the hallway out of range. Then we carried him out of the house to a police car. I still feel sick at my stomach when I think how close I came to getting the shotgun blast myself.”

Four hours after police first entered the building they went back inside and found that Tait had blown off the top of his head with a shotgun, fired by pulling the trigger with his toe. He was lying on top of Russell, who was unhurt, but heavily splattered with his blood. The walls were riddled with bullet holes, and police found two heavy calibre rifles, a double-barrelled shot gun, two revolvers and a stock pile of ammunition.

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Malcolm McLennan was a popular chief who had served on the force for 20 years. He left a wife and two boys aged 9 and 11 in the family home at 739 East Broadway.

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The story behind a 1924 Vancouver photograph

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The story behind this photo of VPD detectives that appeared in the Vancouver Daily World on January 25, 1924

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Inspector John Jackson, Detective Killeen, Joe Ricci, unnamed constable, Detective Donald Sinclair and Detective Sgt George McLaughlin.
Joe Ricci’s Vancouver:

One of my favourite characters in Sensational Vancouver is Detective Joe Ricci who joined the Vancouver Police Department in 1912. Joe was a kick-arse cop from the old school who didn’t get too hung up on legal niceties such as warrants or evidence, but would take to the doors of opium dens and gambling joints with axes, fists swinging and shooting first, asking questions later.

Most of the material that I used in that chapter came from Joe’s daughter Louise. Louise still lives in the house that Joe built in 1922 and has kept all her father’s memorabilia including boxes of newspaper clippings, photographs and letters.

The photo (above) was in one of those boxes, but unfortunately wasn’t dated or labeled. I recognized Joe holding the knives and his partner Donald Sinclair from a photo hanging in the Vancouver Police Museum, but I couldn’t identify the other men or find out what the story was behind the photo until this week.

Jason Vanderhill kindly sent me some clippings about Joe that originated from the long defunct Vancouver Daily World.

The clipping has the same photo taken from a different angle, but it’s clearly the same event and it ran with the quite wonderful caption: Officers Battle with Slayer of Seamen.

It turns out that on January 25, 1924, Ben Baba, a Maltese seaman had armed himself with two stiletto knives and gone on a rampage onboard the Pilar de Larringa murdering the captain and a crew member and injuring four others before police arrived to stop him.

Sergeant George McLaughlin shot Baba with the sawed-off shotgun that he’s proudly displaying in the photo (they called it a riot gun), and according to the story, Baba then slit his own throat.

The story doesn’t say what set him off.

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For another photo mystery that was solved, see Women Police Officers on Patrol

 

 

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Joe Ricci’s Vancouver

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Excerpt from Sensational Vancouver

Detective Joe Ricci, 1914. Vancouver Archives

When I write a history book there’s always one character that really captures my attention. In At Home with History it was Alvo von Alvensleben. In Sensational Victoria it was Spoony Sundher, and in Sensational Vancouver, it’s Vancouver City Police Detective Joe Ricci—a kick-arse cop from the old school. I got to know Joe really well through his daughter who lives in the home he built in 1922, through the boxes of newspaper clippings, letters and photos that she saved, and from the testimony he gave at the Lennie Commission—one of the many inquiries into police corruption that took place last century.

Joe Ricci, middle (holding murder weapon), 1924. Vancouver Archives and Canadian Colour

Joe was the first Italian to join the force. He was hired in 1912 because of his contacts within the close knit Italian community, his knowledge of the Black Hand (a sort of early version of the Mafia) and his ability, often with his partner Donald Sinclair, to bring in the bad guys. Ricci and Sinclair were on the scene at the 1917 shoot-out in Strathcona when Police Chief Malcolm Maclennan was murdered with a shotgun blast to the face.

Joe Ricci Vancouver Police Detective
East Pender Street

Those were the days when police didn’t worry too much about procedure, warrants and other legal niceties. In fact, more often than not Ricci and Sinclair took to opium dens with axes, fired their service weapons at fleeing bad guys and brought in the evidence – whether it was illegal stills during Prohibition or millions of dollars worth of drugs squirreled away in the secret compartments of buildings.

West Coast Central Club, 1948. Joe Ricci far left

A few years after he left the police force, Joe opened up a club right next door to the station. Everyone was welcome from Joe Celona, King of the bawdy houses to Angelo Branca Supreme Court judge to Jack Webster, reporter, as well as any cop who wanted a drink. He told a newspaper reporter at the time that he no longer had any interest in chasing bad guys. “I’ve had a bellyful of police work and criminals,” he said. “The crooks are too dumb today to make it worthwhile.”

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