The Original Oranjemund Police Station.

[Michael Alexander]

An old Oranjemunder asked me to find out if the Police station in Oranjemund was always situated where it currently is, does the house opposite the 7 sister rocks with the police cells built in the back garden form part of the old police station? Was the original police station situated here at the house opposite the 7 sister rocks? Where was Oranjemund's first police station?

[Dalene Steenkamp (Coetzee)]

The original police station was outside the town on the way to the mine (where the old security offices were), then moved to the house oppisite the rocks then moved to where it currently is.

[Michael Alexander]

Thanks Dalene, was the place always called the ORANJEMUND POLICE STATION, or did it go by another name?

[Dalene Steenkamp (Coetzee)]

As far as I know, yes it was.  I've never known it by another name.

[Eugene Barnes]

The original Police station was were the Security dog cennels are now. Then they have moved to 21 Outer Cresent. After that they have moved to where they are now. Ingrid and I stayed in that house in 21 Outer Cresent from 1980 to 1988.

[Bob Molloy]

The first police station was on the west side of the old power station, about in line with sixth or seventh avenue. In fact the exact spot was right in Chris Gericke's lounge, if anyone can recall his address. Look up "Farewell Pat", one of the child boards under "The Community". There's a description of Sergeant Pat Honeyborne wearily riding his camel home after a long patrol back in the Forties.
Camels were dispensed with in 1949 and the police post was then moved to a position just outside the town gate heading west to the mine. Sergeant Kruger, or PPJ as he was known to all, was in charge in my day, the sole cop in town.
He was a laissez faire character who ruled the community with a velvet glove and could smooth out most situations before they got ugly. My favourite story about PPJ was when he arrested a young theological student who had a summer job at the HMS, the central screening plant.
The youngster had naively (to give him the benefit of the doubt) collected a handful of diamonds he had found on the screens and took them to his room in the single quarters where he openly displayed them. It wasn't long before he was busted, fired and handed over to the law. PPJ did the honours, locking him up in the solitary cell behind the police house which served as the station. The cell was a corrugated iron pondok with one ordinary lightly barred window and a padlock on the door.   
PPJ, justice done, then came into to his house to eat dinner, normally waiting for him on the table. But on that night there was no sign of the usual delicious meal usually served by his ever-loving wife. In place of the love of his life he found a frowning female, arms folded, glowering at him.
"Paul Pretorius Johannes," she addressed him. That was when PPJ knew he was in trouble. Only his mother had ever used that name, usually just before administering some painful correction.
"Paul Pretorius Johannes," she repeated. "There won't be a bite on this table until you unlock that child and bring him in here to eat with us."
Needless to say the long arm of the law did just as he was told. The youngster also spent the night in the guest room and was next day taken by the DDD (Diamond Detective Department) to Luderitz where he was admonished by the magistrate and discharged, I assume to a long and commendable life as a predikant.
Funny old place, Oranjemund!

[Diana Rudd (Boehme)]

Nice story Bob I still visit with his son Jacob who married Glynis Young. Just a little correction PPJ's full name was Petrus Paulus Jacobus. I can well imagine Tannie Joey doing that. A lovely lady who is still with us and living in George.

[Adriaan Van Rooyen]

Evening to you Eugene Barnes,must be a while since i talked to to you,hope everythings still well with you guys.......

[Michael Alexander]

Thanks for that Bob, enjoyed the read!

[Dalene Steenkamp (Coetzee)]

Funny how my dad's predecessor's wife name was also Joey ~  same as my mom's name.

Heard many stories about PPJ and my dad had big shoes to fill when he arrived in Oranjemund.

[Adriaan Van Rooyen]

Hey Dalene,me and your brother had some fun at the old police station,not saying which one otherwise ....... missed you in CAPE TWN this weekend
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[John Haycox]

That was a nice story Bob.

When we arived in Oranjemund Mr. Pat Honeyborne (as he was known then), was in charge of all the issued furniture.  If you needed a new peice of furniture, he was the man to see.  He used to entertain us boy scouts by telling us stories of his police days in the dessert.

Sgt. Zietsman was then the local cop.

Mr. Tommy Slow later took on the job of furniture storeman.

[SandyB]

Mmm  and Tommy Slow matched  his  name .. my Mom always said  it ...  a courteous well mannered  soul but Sloow in speech and action  she would say, but ultimately got the job done ..

[toonfandangl]

OK!................................ do any of you  know the name of the policeman in Oranjemund in 69

[mavis(smith)]

 I think it was PPJ Kruger.