Looks can be deceiving. Take Houston PD’s chief of police, Art Acevedo and HPOU president Joe Gamaldi. First, there’s Art. He’s straight-up got the “cop-look”. Swarthy and good-looking. Manly. Reeking with machismo. Squared away and buttoned-up. Gig-line straight. Brass polished. Commanding attention and respect. Articulate. Intelligent. Giving his press conferences in two languages so everyone…… Continue reading Looks Can Be Deceiving
Today is National Law Enforcement Appreciation Day. All day long I’ve pondered what to write and one thing kept popping into my mind. For many years, my guy was the president of the local POA. He worked tirelessly during those years to convince the city manager to raise patrol officer pay. After a lengthy battle,…… Continue reading Innocence Lost
HR 5698 passed the House of Representatives yesterday by a not-even-close vote of 382-35. This “Protect and Serve Act” provides Federal penalties for people who deliberately target local, state, and Federal law enforcement officers with violence.
“We are deeply saddened by the loss of Zackari. When I sat with his wife and held her hand I could see in her eyes that her life was over.” – Douglas County Sheriff Tony Spurlock Sheriff Spurlock was speaking about Gracie Parrish, the wife of Deputy Zackari Parrish who was killed on duty in…… Continue reading Without him…
I was out of town last week. He went to church alone. As he pulled up to church a sudden sinking feeling crept upon him. Unsettling. Unnerving. So much so that he sat outside the church in the car for well over 10 minutes breathing a silent prayer. “Please God. Not today. Not here. Not…… Continue reading Not today. Not here. Not today.
The biggest question I get from people when they find out that my husband and my son are police officers is always one of these two questions: “Doesn’t his job scare you to death?” “Don’t you worry about him all the time?” Well, I’m going to tell you the truth…because you know I write the…… Continue reading My Faith is Bigger than My Fear
That one blue ribbon. I saw it as soon as I topped the hill. There were no other mementos. No other ribbons. Just one thin, blue ribbon tied at the end of the monument. And I wondered. I wondered who tied on that ribbon. I honestly don’t know why I wondered who it was, because…… Continue reading Someone