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Strict rules for physical fitness tests

An eight-person state board appointed by the governor sets the fitness test standards and requires police agencies outside New York City to measure fitness by precisely executed situps and pushups, plus a run. Breaking form can result in immediate disqualification.

The proper form for sit-ups, according to a Suffolk video.

In a notice to municipalities, the Municipal Police Training Council wrote that, while “these elements may not be directly representative of essential job functions to be performed by an entry-level police officer,” they do “measure the candidate’s physiological capacity to learn and perform the essential job functions.”

A spokeswoman for the state’s Division of Criminal Justice Services confirmed the state’s view that pushups, situps and a run demonstrates a candidate’s ability to “safely learn and perform essential job functions of a police officer.”

Both counties describe the test as an agility test. The New York Police Department takes a different approach in what it calls a “job standard test” that is designed to simulate on-the-job challenges.

In addition to climbing a six-foot wall, withstanding the force of a physical restraint system and dragging a 176-pound mannequin 35 feet, candidates must also run up and down six steps of stairs three times, sprint around cones, and pull the trigger of an inoperative firearm 16 times in one hand and 15 times in the other.

A screenshot of the NYPD jobs standard test explainer video, depicting steps in their version of the physical fitness exam.

They wear a 14-pound weight vest throughout the test and must complete the tasks in 4 minutes and 28 seconds. The standards are the same regardless of age or gender.

On Long Island, under state rules, the required number of pushups ranges from 29 for men who are younger than 30 years old to 11 pushups for women who are 30 years old and above. There is no time limit. Candidates are permitted to stop during the exercise but only with their arms extended and elbows locked.

While in motion, they are barred from breaking a set form. Among the rules: applicants must lock elbows at the top of the pushup, keep backs straight and lower their chests to touch a padded foam block for a repetition to count. Per Suffolk’s video, a momentarily flexed back results in a warning, and a second infraction “terminates the test” in failure. Touching a knee or torso to the floor also fails a candidate.

How to pass fitness test – Suffolk video excerpt.

The situp test is timed. Candidates have one minute to complete repetitions specified for their ages and genders. That ranges from 38 for men who are younger than 30 years old to 25 for women who are 30 years old and above.

Candidates perform situps while on a board with their knees bent and their ankles under a bar. Candidates interlock fingers behind their heads and must keep them fully interlocked through the exercise. If fingers slip apart on a repetition, that repetition is stricken from the count. On the way up, the back must remain straight at all points and elbows must pass the knees. Rounding the back, performing a crunch-style situp or failing to move elbows past knees drops a repetition from the count.

On the way down, hips must remain grounded and shoulder blades must touch the board. Violating either of those standards eliminates a repetition. If a candidate stops to rest during the minute, the test is terminated in failure.

The rules governing the 1.5-mile run deal only with time. The cap ranges from 12:38 for men under the age of 30 to 15:43 for women in their 30s.

Videos on both counties’ websites lay out what’s acceptable and what’s not.

Former Suffolk Police Commissioner Geraldine Hart said the department is trying to combat the preparation advantage that some candidates enjoy by granting candidates who fail four weeks before retaking the test, up from two weeks. Nassau counts a failure as final.

Alfred Titus, a former New York Police Department hostage negotiator and homicide detective investigator, said he probably would have failed the test when he was in prime athletic shape — unless he had studied the instructional videos.

“It is too strict, there are some things that don’t make sense,” he said, referencing as examples the requirement to interlock fingers behind the head during situps and prohibiting candidates from pausing during the one-minute time cap on situps.

Titus, who is Black, also said that unfamiliarity with the standards places Blacks at a disadvantage.

“The minority communities are not familiar with the requirements and don’t have the tips and inside info from their families,” he said.

Black and Hispanic officers tell of serving in Long Island forces

Damon Barney doubted the Suffolk County Police Department’s commitment to diversifying its overwhelmingly white ranks even as he recruited minorities to join the force.

“I was living a lie,” the since-retired officer, who is Black, said in a telephone interview from his Delaware home. “You have a Black person as the face of the department telling your lies.”

Apryl Hargrove, who also is Black, holds the rank of officer and has recruited for the department since 2018. Her perspective is different from Barney’s.

“I don’t feel that way,” Hargrove said in an interview at the county police headquarters. “I don’t feel like I’ve been forced to do anything. And I really think this administration wants to diversify.”

Seven Black or Hispanic present or former members of Long Island’s county police forces described serving in the overwhelmingly white departments in conversations with Newsday. Their experiences dealing with the public, colleagues and bosses ranged from disillusionment to pride.

I don’t feel like I’ve been forced to do anything. And I really think this administration wants to diversify.

Apryl HargroveSuffolk County police officer and recruiter

Most acknowledged a divide between many in the minority community and the police.

Suffolk Det. Earl Stroman, a 35-year veteran who encourages minorities to pursue careers with his department, cited his own experience getting pulled over in traffic stops, as well as the experience of his son Marcus, a pitcher for the Mets.

Marcus lived in a predominantly white, upscale Florida community, Stroman said. In 2017, police pulled Marcus over while he was driving there with friends. He was ordered to lie on the ground after he said he was legally carrying a registered gun.

Stroman said he had taught son at a young age how to behave in such a situation. He recalled telling Marcus, “Just make sure you don’t end up being a mistake. Turn your lights on. Let them see your hands. Don’t give him an excuse to pull a gun and shoot.”

Stroman said Marcus called after the incident and was “hot.”

“He said, ‘I complied, Dad, I got on my back, but I was mad, and I stormed face down,'” Stroman recalled. “He said, ‘I told them I’m allowed to have (the gun) here, these are my friends, this is my neighborhood.’ Because where he lives is a mostly white neighborhood that he’s coming through.”

“He didn’t understand why they pulled him over. His car was registered. It was inspected. There was no means why they pulled him over. They later told him we got a complaint of loud music coming from the car. You know, I’ve got to tell you, they’re going to make up stories. But he didn’t understand why they pulled him over.

“And I told him maybe it’s because you’re a Black guy driving in a white neighborhood. And does that happen? And does reverse discrimination happen? Of course it happens. It’s part of policing. I hate to say it.”

“So that’s going to make him angry, it makes me angry, I’ve gotten pulled over, you know, and been treated differently, and it’s going to have an outcome that makes him think differently of the police department.”

Everything they’re saying in recruitment, everything that they’re telling the public they want to do, I feel that that’s not really what they want done.

Damon Barneyretired Suffolk County police officer

In the 1990s, the Suffolk department assigned Stroman to recruit minorities to join the force. In 2014, Barney took over the same assignment toward the end of his 22 years on the force. He recalled meeting immediate difficulties.

“I had nothing to work with, I was starting from scratch,” Barney said, saying that he was instructed to “go to the mall and hand out flyers” and was rebuffed on traveling to recruit at historically Black colleges.

Early in his tenure, Barney said that he was assigned at the last minute to replace a white colleague at a Wyandanch Public Library job fair, located in a predominantly minority community. He remembered thinking that he was being used for the color of his skin when a boss said that Newsday would photograph him.

“Everything they’re saying in recruitment, everything that they’re telling the public they want to do, I feel that that’s not really what they want done,” Barney said. “And they were using me to get that across.”

Hired in 2010, Hargrove said minorities faced obstacles to transfers and promotions, remembering that “it would be years” before a minority became a detective. More recently, she said, minorities have advanced during Commissioner Geraldine Hart’s administration. Hart resigned in May to become Hofstra University’s director of public safety.

“You actually see people moving now,” she said.

In 2000, the highest rank achieved by a Black officer was detective sergeant. There were two. While the numbers of detectives and sergeants have remained roughly constant, the highest rank now held by a Black officer is lieutenant. Again, there are two.

For Solon Parker, a Suffolk narcotics detective, watching the video of George Floyd’s death last summer in Minneapolis alongside white colleagues brought him back to his early days on the force.

“I’ve been a police officer a long time,” said Parker, who was hired in 1986 and remembers indignities. “I’ve seen things, heard comments. You get hardened to it.”

He braced for reactions to the sight of a white officer fatally holding a knee on a Black man’s neck and was surprised that the conclusion voiced by one fellow officer was unanimous: “That’s a murder.”

“I was taken aback,” Parker said. “I didn’t hear anyone try to explain away the officer’s actions. They all agreed this was something egregious. That to me showed the difference in 32 years.”

He added: “When I first took the job, that never would have happened.”

The Black Lives Matter protests that followed the Floyd killing spurred Nassau Det. Sgt. Ieda McCullough into action.

As president of the Nassau Guardians, the county’s fraternal group of Black officers, McCullough presided over meetings that debated how to repair the long-fractured relationship between police and minority communities.

The Guardians submitted a plan to Nassau County Police Commissioner Patrick Ryder that they hoped would help minorities make it through the hiring process at rates closer to their white counterparts.

It called for the department to put the Guardians in touch with minority candidates who passed the written test, allowing Black officers to mentor Black candidates in navigating the demands of the hiring process.

A commanding officer of six units, McCullough said the Guardians plan to address concerns that minority candidates are “lost” at each step toward becoming an officer.

“Many of us were protesters ourselves, because we live in these communities, we understand some of the things that communities are upset about — and we have to work for the department,” she said. “So from looking inside out, who would better be able to give suggestions on how we feel the department could make changes?”

Ryder approved the proposal, and included it in a policing reform plan drawn up in response to Gov. Andrew M. Cuomo’s statewide mandate following the murder of George Floyd last summer.

We have to answer to multiple sides – our blue, our community and our culture. You’re being watched twice as hard and under a thicker lens.

Victoria OjedaNassau County police officer

Police officer Victoria Ojeda, who is of Mexican and Puerto Rican descent, said the attention she generates as one of 34 female Hispanics on Nassau’s 2,400-member force is the most challenging part of her job.

“We have to answer to multiple sides — our blue, our community and our culture,” she said. “You’re being watched twice as hard and under a thicker lens.”

Her cultural background hasn’t impacted the job opportunities within the department, she said. She ticked off a number of initiatives she’s involved in, including running a presentation for academy recruits on the need for better cultural awareness. The program educates recruits on issues such as why people immigrate illegally, the difficulties they face and the danger of stereotypes.

“There’s unbelievable pressure to elevate yourself to a standard that nears perfection,” she said, of being a minority on the police force. But she doesn’t view that as a negative. “Many of us take that challenge head on.”

For Jevier Espinosa, being a Nassau police officer gave him opportunities he never thought were possible watching his parents making a living in factories as immigrants from Colombia. His family moved to Queens when he was 6.

Hired in 1997, Espinosa took nearly every promotional exam for which he was eligible. He was made sergeant in 2005, lieutenant in 2015 and captain in 2017. He retired in 2018 as deputy inspector and commanding officer of Nassau’s community affairs division. He was then the department’s highest ranking Hispanic officer.

“I felt anything I worked for and that I wanted, I got,” he said. “Was I lucky? I don’t think so. I think the system is set up to reward you if you work hard and you do what you’re supposed to do.”

Espinosa joined Nassau’s recruiting team of eight officers for a hiring exam administered in 2012. He was eager, given his positive experience in the department. He was surprised by how much convincing minorities needed to take the application compared to whites.

“For every one Hispanic or Black person we got to take the application, it felt like we had to spend an average of 20 minutes talking to him,” he said. Whites who had family members, neighbors or friends on the force needed no convincing, he said.

Long Island Trivia: Summer Edition

Newsday Voices

The coronavirus has affected all of us over the last year. But not all of us have been affected the same.

It’s forced many of us to embrace a new normal, one lacking many social structures and support systems that made our lives work. Some of us have lost work. Some have had to work harder than ever before.

Many of us have lost activities that once kept us happy or time with family and friends. Some have lost family and friends.

We’ve all read the news reports and poured over the positivity rates. We’ve watched the death toll creep up and heard about the toll the pandemic has taken on local businesses. But behind those numbers are real people, people like these six? Long Islanders, who have agreed to share their stories.

Get to know our Newsday Voices.

“We tell our father what he has told us for decades – to never quit despite the difficulties.”

Last March, while my father was undergoing radiation treatments for meningioma, he came down with a fever, tested positive for COVID on March 27, and by the 29th he was admitted to the hospital. Within three hours he was intubated and spent the next seven-and-a-half weeks on a ventilator, during which he suffered two substantial strokes that left him with full cortical blindness, memory loss and right-sided weakness.

His prognosis was anything but encouraging. He would spend nearly the rest of the year in an acute rehab and then a subacute rehabilitation facility fighting to come home.

On December 21 we welcomed our warrior home with open arms but not knowing what to expect. Due to his blindness he would need complete assistance in his daily activities. As he attempted to grapple with all that has happened to him, we, too, looked to find ways to create a conducive environment, a home where he could heal. We are not there yet. The obstacles seem insurmountable at times as we address the physical, mental and emotional issues.

He often questions why this has happened to him. Our answer? We tell our father what he has told us for decades– to never quit despite the difficulties. There have been days we have wanted to quit as the road ahead feels quite daunting. But then we are reminded of the warrior who walks proudly through the home– step by step, he tries and he endures. He continues to wake up and he tries to do more than the day before. Bob triumphs.

“I was kind of angry she was asking me to love this virus, was she crazy?”

I couldn’t wait for the clock to strike midnight on New Year’s Eve, so I could happily kiss 2020 goodbye.

After losing my mom in October, and the stress and anxiety that came with the pandemic, I yearned for the clean slate a new year seems to offer. And the end of a nightmare.

But as I sit down to write this, I’m obsessively checking my temperature and my oxygen levels, as it hasn’t been two full days since I’ve received my positive COVID results. I’ve had a low-grade fever for a few days, but my oxygen levels are in the high 90’s and aside from a weird feeling in my lungs when I breath in deeply, a symptom that the physician assistant who gave me my results said is common, I have no other issues.

It’s been over 10 days since I’ve been exposed, so I’m hoping this is as bad as it will get. But as a person who suffers from a very active imagination and anxiety, I know I’ll continue to check my vitals every hour. Somehow this will make me feel better and worse.

So now what? What do I do now that it turns out that 12:01 a.m. January 1st, 2021 wasn’t a miracle? I now know it didn’t magically change everything. I realize I have a choice to make. This morning I did a guiding meditation for healing on the Insight Timer app on my phone. The calm woman with what sounded like an Australian accent said for me to love my illness and to accept it, because healing can only come from love and you can only change things once you accept them. I was kind of angry she was asking me to love this virus, was she crazy? But I really want to be well, so I’ll bite.

In order for me to love something I don’t like I think I need to find some way to be grateful for it. So, what can COVID show me? For one, I’m reminded of how much love I’m surrounded with. My friends and family have been there for me 100 percent, dropping off thermometers and pulse oximeters, toilet paper and cold meds. Checking in all the time.

What else? Well, I can spend the entire day in bed watching movies I’ve been wanting to watch without feeling guilty like I normally would. I always feel like there’s something I should be doing at all times otherwise I’m not really living. But now, there’s nothing I can do, except to rest and heal. All I need to do is to take care of myself.

That’s another thing it’s showing me. Not feeling totally well makes me want to feel well. It’s a reminder that I only have one body, so maybe I should try to take care of it as best as I can while I can. I can’t wait to be able to walk 10,000 steps every day.

And what about acceptance? Coincidentally, I had chose a word to focus on in 2021. Guess what it was? You got it, acceptance. Be careful what you put out there, because now a few days into the new year I’m being asked to accept this, and I don’t really want to. But it seems like I have no other choice. And if it’s true that you can’t change what you don’t accept, I might as well get down to it.

I’m COVID positive. I have a temperature of 99.4 currently (yes, I’ve checked my temp two times since I sat down to write this), and I have to rest so that my body has a chance to heal itself. Was this how I expected to start 2021? Absolutely not. But that’s life. If 2020 has shown me anything it’s that everything is out of our control, except for our reaction to it, and I’m choosing to accept that this is where I am right now. I’m choosing to be gentle with myself. I’m choosing to accept where I am. I’m going to let my body heal. Tomorrow is a new day, one where I have no idea what will happen, but I get the opportunity to choose how I face that as well. I can only hope that once I’m well, I’ll continue to face each day with that same gentleness and acceptance, and gratitude for the love around me.

“Loss continues to be in the forefront, and yet hope peeks in.”

If we ever thought life had ups and downs, then 2020 was a compressed lifetime.

My 2020 began with a trip to my hometown in the Andes in Peru, as well as to my husband’s warm hometown in Central America. It was a very deep ancestral connected trip. I loved every minute.

We came back already concerned as every airport worker in El Salvador had masks on. When we landed at JFK, it was as if nothing was happening. You can imagine our confusion.

Pretty much after that, the theme of loss became apparent. As a mental health counselor, I was going through the motions with my clients. They looked to me for support and guidance, and I believe working with them, even virtually, was very comforting. My work became the constant fixture in a fast-changing world.

In my personal life, I lost many family members and friends due to COVID. Some recuperated, thankfully.

For 2021, I am looking forward to spending time with family, to continue developing clarity, community, and spaces in which I can continue to self reflect and engage in fruitful conversations. The past few days have been hectic, globally, nationally, and personally. Loss continues to be in the forefront, and yet hope peeks in.

“After the Tower comes the Star.”

Honestly, I thought 2020 was going to be my year: I was scheduled for weight loss surgery, I was turning 21, and looking into summer internships.

Needless to say the first and last items on that list did NOT happen, since March 2020 changed everything. However, the year allowed me to mentally and spiritually grow.

While at home, I picked up my astrology and tarot studies, and finally started therapy for the first time in seven-ish years.

As for 2021, I tell myself this: after the Tower comes the Star. In tarot, the Tower depicts the fall from grace, as a lightning bolt strikes a tower, setting it on fire as two individuals fall from it. It is the ultimate disaster. The card following the Tower is the Star, and it depicts a woman cleansing herself and the Earth with water from a pond. The Star signifies hope and a new beginning, and that’s what I hope 2021 is for all of us; a new beginning, the rainbow after the storm, the victory after the battle.

“It’s such an odd time; like the entire country was put in a time out.”

My 2020 started off promising: I had my 50th birthday in January surrounded by everyone I love. I had restructured my private practice and I was so excited for the new year .. and then BOOM! Everything changed.

It took a few weeks to figure out how we would all adjust to living in a little bubble, which we did, and I was able to transition my practice to entirely online doing tele-health, which has turned out to be fantastic.

My son has now been doing college from our living room, as Oneonta was one of the first schools to shut down this past fall with huge positivity rates of COVID. All in all it’s been such an interesting time, and for our family, the slowed down pace and hunkering down piece has been nice. Our family has been healthy, which of course we are hugely thankful for.

I used to take spin class at New York Sports Club four days a week, so when the shutdown happened, I splurged and bought a Peloton, which has been the greatest outlet for me. And a few weeks ago, we were finally able to adopt a dog, who has infused our home with fun and love.

It’s such an odd time; like the entire country was put in a “time out,” where there were no more social obligations, things we thought were necessities became less so and we learned how to be resilient and take things as they come. I think that will be the greatest lesson of the pandemic: that there are alternative ways of doing your job, that maybe doing less is OK, and that it is OK look at how you prioritize things and make adjustments going forward.

The state of our country is an absolute mess right now and I only hope that things calm down and that people remember what our country is supposed to represent. So I’d describe 2020 as completely wacko with some surprising gifts as well.

“It is obvious that the culture of dining out has changed.”

I own Konoba Huntington restaurant, in Huntington Village. We opened in February of 2019, and prior to that, I owned Bin 56 Wine Bar. “Konoba” is the Croatian word for “tavern” or “wine bar” and I was also in the past an importer of wines from Croatia. The inspiration for Konoba was the success of the Croatian team at the World Cup in 2018.

We were open for almost exactly a year when COVID hit and I knew right away that this would never be the same again the moment dining rooms were closed on March 16, 2020. Social norms were going to change and that would be the end of packing people into restaurants for many years. It has continued to evolve, and it is obvious that the culture of dining out has changed, most notably, I think outdoor dining is here to stay.

“When I look back at the year, I find it difficult to say I’ve accomplished much.”

As a young adult just starting college, I feel like the onus is on me to offer more positivity and hope to the people around me. I feel the responsibility to have the most energy and enthusiasm and drive for life in comparison to the other adults in my family. However, this could not be more opposite from how I felt on Day 1 of 2021.

That is not to say that when I was younger, I was not a bright, imaginative, and optimistic child. However, this time around, I was not as excited for the new year as I was unable to picture a future, let alone a bright and happy one.

Many people on social media were welcoming the end of 2020 as though, like in some fairytale story, the world would magically change, the pandemic would vanish, and life would return to normalcy. I feel that we humans are the only species that are so controlled by time, so obsessive and hypnotized by it. The rest of nature does not follow a schedule as strictly as we do, hence I knew that 2021 would not bring much relief, not right away at least.

True enough, with the political tensions rising to a boiling point, we barely lasted a week into 2021 without a historic moment being made. If there’s one thing the COVID-19 pandemic and the death of my grandfather due to COVID-19 have taught me it’s that time is precious.

Before we know it, it’s almost one year since we’ve been “on pause.” It’s been eight months since I lost my grandfather. When I look back at the year, I find it difficult to say I’ve accomplished much.

I don’t want to take things for granted again. Who knew that something as easy as breathing would be under so much risk?

This year, I’m looking forward to taking small steps toward larger goals: graduating from college, furthering my education, developing my writing skills, giving back to the community, and finding a purpose in life so that I can be that bright, optimistic kid, while simultaneously having a good grip on reality.

I’m looking forward to accomplishing a lot, just as my grandfather did, and in doing so I hope to carry on his legacy of being well-rounded and well-established in the community.

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