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The Black Band

Last week was a tough one. Over 7 peace officers were killed on the line of duty. One was executed while pumping gas. What threatening manner did he present? Was he abusing his power? Was he thrashing people of a different race around? Was he shooting at people when he couldn’t gone hand-to-hand? No. He was pumping gas. Shot in the back of the head and fifteen more times. Clear sign of hate and rage. A Trooper in Louisiana stopped to assist what seemed like a motorist in need. What do you think ran through his mind? That he could possibly die? That the person was waiting to ambush him? Without even thinking he was going to assist someone who he thought was in need of assistance not knowing about the persons race, social class, or criminal history. Instead he got repaid with his life being taken with the last words he possibly heard was “You’re lucky you are going to die.” Here in Michigan I had to wear the black band on my badge for …

Night Owl

Working the night shift is really throwing my days off. I can’t remember what day it is or what time it really is when I wake up. I look at my phone and usually I wake up around three in the afternoon. That’s my new seven in the morning… But so far the new job has been great. Everyone has been willing to help me out during the difficult times of learning new stuff. A lot of computer work, patrols, and just random videos we find on YouTube and laugh at. It’s probably one of the best jobs I’ve had so far. Wearing the badge and being called a “Deputy” is really something I’ve been working for. But lately I haven’t really been able to keep calm. Well… On the outside I have been. But when I leave work it gets harder and harder to be able to get sociable again. I am brand new at a job in a brand new city. There isn’t one person that I have really talked to from the …

Working On Something New

Monday, at about 8:15am, I was sworn in as a Sheriff Deputy in the Jail Division.  That’s me accepting the badge by the Sheriff of the county I work for. It was an exciting moment. I was so honored. It’s funny that a tiny piece of metal in a leather wallet can mean so much to someone. But to me it meant the world. All the pain, suffering, long hours, and experience I went to earn that badge was well worth it. But what I realized at the moment of signing the paperwork was… No one I knew or cared about, at the time, was there to witness it. Right before that moment one of the worst moments in my life happened. I felt like I lost everything days before. Moved to a new city, got a new place, and hid the truth to someone who meant the world to me thus promptly ending that friendship. I had no one or nothing. When I looked at that badge I thought to myself “do I really …

Step One of a New Life

I am working throughout the weekend and through the night to just get everything all packed up. Moving is not my favorite thing to do. I do enjoy the excitement of the idea of finding a new place to move to. Looking tirelessly on the internet for a nice looking apartment. I spent hours looking for a nice place to move to. The thing about living in the city I live in now is that it was never hard to know what was a good place and what was a bad place. I’ve lived at my current city for a bout five years now. You start to get the idea of the town and know what place is the good side of town and what side you should probably just keep your doors locked and run through red lights…  But moving about fifty – sixty miles east is not exactly where I know. I had a Marine Corps Ball event in the city I’m moving to a few years ago (back when I was in …