Adoratrice
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- Aug 14, 2000
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Last night A Cincinnati Police officer who graduated The police academy with my husband 4 years ago was dragged to his death when he tried to remove the keys from a car a 12 year old boy was driving..the officer was able to shoot & kill the boy before he himself was thrown to his death...the officers wife & 3 children will now have to listen to the public outcries of why did he have to kill a child...because I'm sure he was a good boy afterall(severe sarcasm)
Someone killed a policeman today,
and a part of our country died.
A piece of our country, he swore to protect,
will be buried with him at his side.
The beat he patrolled was a battlefield too,
just as if he had gone to war.
Though the flag of our country won't fly at half mast,
to his name they will add a gold star.
Yes, someone killed a policeman today,
maybe in your town or mine.
While we slept in comfort behind our locked doors,
A cop put his life on the line.
Now his spirit patrols his beat on a dark country street,
and he stands at each new rookie's side,
He answered the call, of himself he gave all,
and part of our country died.
My husband has never posted here but felt he would like to reply to a thread titled "why are all cops assholes"....
http://www.literotica.com/forum/showthread.php?threadid=13027
I've been looking forward to today, it's my only day off in the last two weeks. I was going to get my children off to school and then get back in bed and sleep, something I don't get a chance to do often. At 8:30 AM my wife woke me, sitting next to me in bed, lips quivering, to tell me that one of my brothers was dead. Working to protect us, all of us, as we slept soundly in our beds. He had left his house that evening I'm sure the same way I leave mine everyday, I kiss my children and tell them I love them and I'll see them soon, and then I do the same to my wife...knowing that because I choose to be a police officer that maybe today will be the day that I'm unable to keep that promise to my family...today he was unable to keep that promise to his.
I'm so filled with emotion right now that this may ramble on, but I think this is more for me than it is for you. You don't understand what it's like to be a police officer, and I don't really expect you to. That's why when I see things like this post "why are all cops assholes?" then I let them slide. I, like all officers, am paid to do a job. That means stop you if your speeding, arrest you if you're breaking the law, protect you when those laws are being broken at your expense. I don't know you and you don't know me....I don't catagorize you by skin, dress, car, or job yet you catagorize me in an instant because of my uniform. I know that many of you feel as if we do catagorize, or profile, and I am not so naive to think that it doesn't happen, but I don't, and most of my brothers and sisters don't. We are out there every day not knowing who or what we will encounter. My brother last night ws killed by a 12 year old boy...12!!! I get up every morning and put on a BULLET PROOF VEST...as part of my uniform, everyday I have to prepare to be shot!! Why do I do it? Sometimes I wonder...but when I find a child that was missing all night and the parents are in tears worried about her, and they thank me...me! then I know why I do it. When I take an abusive husband out of a home so a wife can live without fear and her child doesn't have to watch daddy beating up mommy, then I know why. In four years I may have received 30 genuine "thank you"s....that is why I'm a police officer. On a daily basis people cuss me, call me names and spit on the ground as I drive by, yet every person I treat as if it may be my 31st thank you. Why are we assholes?, I don't think we are, many times we reflect citizens not knowing if they are going to be the next unexpected murderer of a police officer. Next time, try "I understand Officer" and maybe even a "Thank You"...I for one will be counting them.
Someone killed a policeman today,
and a part of our country died.
A piece of our country, he swore to protect,
will be buried with him at his side.
The beat he patrolled was a battlefield too,
just as if he had gone to war.
Though the flag of our country won't fly at half mast,
to his name they will add a gold star.
Yes, someone killed a policeman today,
maybe in your town or mine.
While we slept in comfort behind our locked doors,
A cop put his life on the line.
Now his spirit patrols his beat on a dark country street,
and he stands at each new rookie's side,
He answered the call, of himself he gave all,
and part of our country died.
My husband has never posted here but felt he would like to reply to a thread titled "why are all cops assholes"....
http://www.literotica.com/forum/showthread.php?threadid=13027
I've been looking forward to today, it's my only day off in the last two weeks. I was going to get my children off to school and then get back in bed and sleep, something I don't get a chance to do often. At 8:30 AM my wife woke me, sitting next to me in bed, lips quivering, to tell me that one of my brothers was dead. Working to protect us, all of us, as we slept soundly in our beds. He had left his house that evening I'm sure the same way I leave mine everyday, I kiss my children and tell them I love them and I'll see them soon, and then I do the same to my wife...knowing that because I choose to be a police officer that maybe today will be the day that I'm unable to keep that promise to my family...today he was unable to keep that promise to his.
I'm so filled with emotion right now that this may ramble on, but I think this is more for me than it is for you. You don't understand what it's like to be a police officer, and I don't really expect you to. That's why when I see things like this post "why are all cops assholes?" then I let them slide. I, like all officers, am paid to do a job. That means stop you if your speeding, arrest you if you're breaking the law, protect you when those laws are being broken at your expense. I don't know you and you don't know me....I don't catagorize you by skin, dress, car, or job yet you catagorize me in an instant because of my uniform. I know that many of you feel as if we do catagorize, or profile, and I am not so naive to think that it doesn't happen, but I don't, and most of my brothers and sisters don't. We are out there every day not knowing who or what we will encounter. My brother last night ws killed by a 12 year old boy...12!!! I get up every morning and put on a BULLET PROOF VEST...as part of my uniform, everyday I have to prepare to be shot!! Why do I do it? Sometimes I wonder...but when I find a child that was missing all night and the parents are in tears worried about her, and they thank me...me! then I know why I do it. When I take an abusive husband out of a home so a wife can live without fear and her child doesn't have to watch daddy beating up mommy, then I know why. In four years I may have received 30 genuine "thank you"s....that is why I'm a police officer. On a daily basis people cuss me, call me names and spit on the ground as I drive by, yet every person I treat as if it may be my 31st thank you. Why are we assholes?, I don't think we are, many times we reflect citizens not knowing if they are going to be the next unexpected murderer of a police officer. Next time, try "I understand Officer" and maybe even a "Thank You"...I for one will be counting them.