Please remember that May 9-15 is National Police Memorial Week. Take
a minute to remember our
fallen heroes. "In valor there is hope"
I always try and have a new poem or story for this page. Here
is a story I wrote for my English class in 7th grade, but I've never posted
it. Please take a few moments to read it, and think about it.
To all Officers reading this page, I thank you. First, here is a new poem.
(Loving A Cop)
The policeman stood,
infront of a mirror.
He was making sure his badge,
was shiny and clear.
His wife looks at him,
and sees determination.
The policeman looks at his wife.
In her eyes, he sees fear.
Will he make it home tonight,
Or will he pay the ultimate price?
What would happen if he was not here?
Who would feed the children?
Who would catch the crooks,
so everyone could sleep without fear.
Would his memory live on or be forgotten?
These are all questions, minus a lot,
that you have to ask
If you marry a cop.
Why Did He Fall.
He had to fall,
and give his all.
Why did they take him?
I guess you'll never know.
In your heart,
he is still there.
And in your memory,
He is very near.
But in reality,
He is an eternity away.
Never again will he be
your parnter on the street.
You won't see him at roll call tomorrow,
and won't take him to dinner.
He may be gone, but will always be here,
And so tomorrow, when you lay down to sleep,
Know he is watching over you,
And taking care of you on your beat.
And yes you were his partner,
Until the very end.
But that does not mean,
You can't still be friends.
--Back To The Story..PS..this week at least once, please thank a cop for what they do..and remember they are just like me and you.
THE CHOICE
There once was a boy, who always wanted to be
a Law Enforcement Officer. One day, he finally made it out of the
police academy and onto the streets, hoping someday he would become a Chief
of Police. His parents were VERY proud of him and bragged about him
wherever they went. This Officer's name was Officer Clayton Trooper.
From the first day of his patrolling duties, until his last, he would be
one of the best helpers in the community. He met a lot of nice officers
that made sure he found his way to the donut machine, oh , and of course
got to briefing at 1300 hours. It would have been bad to get written
up on his first day, you know. His first call was rather mild.
A son and his mother were fighting, and soon Officer Trooper had the situation
under control. Although it was a little call, Officer Trooper was
very proud of his first call. The next day he had a few traffic stops,
and a cat stuck in a tree. Nothing would have prepared him for the
choice he would have to make the next day. A little girl was crossing
the road when an oncoming train was about to hit her. Without thinking
of the danger he was putting himself in, Officer Trooper quickly jumped
out of his patrol car. He was probably just as scared as she was
right then. The next moment the train had passed and both the child
and the Officer had made their way safety to the other side of the tracks.
He was so proud of himself, and so happy to be of such assistance.
The child was returned to her parent's happy cries as Trooper explained
what happened. The next day Officer Trooper had a great day.
Of course, like in every job, not every day was a picnic. Sometimes
he would try and help, but a person would still die. What upset him
most of all was when he knew he could compromise so a person didn't go
to jail, but the person refused to compromise. Those were the days
when he thought, "Why did I become a police officer?" Suddenly, he
remembers the train tracks, the kids that love his willingness to play
with them and talk to them, and his childhood dream. He also knew
it would be one of his best accomplishments. Some of his best days
would be in his patrol car. He loved his job, and the citizens loved
him too. Most of the people even called him Clayton. Officer
Trooper would always smile when he thought of all the good times he had
on duty. One day, his smile would fade, never to be seen again.
Officer Trooper was fully aware of the risks of being an officer.
He always had figured its a risk just walking the streets, so might as
well try and make some good in the world. He was indeed one of the
best officers anyone would ever know. Sadly, Officer Trooper's life
would come to an end way too early. One day, he was doing his normal
patrol duties. He saw a man running away from a convenient store, and thought
that was suspicious. Just then he was dispatched to a robbery at
the convenient store. Officer Trooper turned on his lights and started
chasing the suspect. He jumped out of his car, which was too big
to go down the small alley, and started running after the suspect.
The suspect turned around, and before Officer Trooper even said freeze,
he was shot. No more do the citizens get to see OFficer Trooper's
golden smile. No more did the kids have a role model to look up to.
When the citizens heard of this awful crime, they demanded JUSTICE.
The man who killed Trooper was arrested and found guilty of murder in the
first degree. He was sentenced to the death penalty.
Almost every day you see someone visiting a grave with Officer Clayton
Trooper inscribed on it, along with the quote "Gone too soon. Everyone
will miss you Clayton." Just above his name, a picture of Officer
Trooper smiling with a large amount of kids was placed about his name.
This story is a work of fiction. It was created in hopes to help
people better understand what the reality of police work is. This
story is dedicated to all the leo's that have died in the line of duty,
and to those of you still walking that beat...please stay safe..and I know
the angels are on your side.
The song you hear playing is called "The Change", by Garth Brooks. It was created about the Oklahoma City Bombing, but I think it works in this case. "and I hear them saying, you'll never changes things, and no matter what you do its still the same thing, but it's not the world that I am changing. I do this so, this world will know, that it will not change me. Police officers think this to themselves all the time, they do their job knowing they can't change the world.
