I was contacted recently by a friend asking me to sponsor a food tray for Decatur Police Department. Seems it’s National Thank a Police Officer Day and they want to say, “Thank You!” by making sure that all three shifts are covered for their meals while at work.
Of course I agreed with a big, old donation and some brochures.
I’ve always been an avid supporter of the police. Whatever your opinions on the police, we really don’t want to live in a world without them. Police officers are important and they do a very difficult job. Most never make the news and silently fight the demons they collect while on the job.
And while I’m thankful for all those things that our officers do every day in the line of duty, there’s one officer out there who holds a very special place in my heart. I don’t know his name, but I remember him like he was standing in front of me right now.
I was six and sporting a big, old bandage and brace on my right foot and ankle. The ankle was stitched up from a fall on some glass and I was on crutches. My mom and I had been out on post to do some business and as we were leaving the car started smoking real bad. She pulled over, looked at me and said, “Stay in the car.” Then she disappeared.
The car continued to smoke and continued to smoke and continued to smoke and even at six I was getting worried and trying to figure out how to get out of the car without getting in trouble. I wasn’t really one to disobey much, I was scared of the whoopin’.
Suddenly the door flew open and this big MP reached in and grabbed me out of the car. I remember the way his arms squeezed me as he ran away from the car.
It left an impression.
Now, to be honest the car was never actually on fire. It was a bad overheating situation, but he didn’t know that. He saw a lot of smoke, thought the car was on fire, and saw a distressed kid in the car. He did what anyone would do and what just happened to be his job. He made a friend for life and has always been a good cop ambassador to me.
I share this story with a lot of people and now here because the police get so much bad press and even though I’m one voice I think it’s important to realize that these folks are our everyday heroes and we need to start appreciating them as such. They do a hard job. One that most of us couldn’t handle.
So, THANK YOU, to all our officers out there. And thanks to My Special MP.
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