The other day I was driving to work when I saw something very similar to this:
Most of you probably don't even think about the police and if you are then you're cursing them for pulling you over or interrupting your "fun." But you have no qualms over calling them when someone takes something of yours, crashes into something of yours, or punches something of yours. You expect prompt courteous service that satisfies whatever need of revenge that you deem fit. And once that task is complete, it's back to them being the enemy.
Try this: Look in the mirror to see who is really to blame for your speeding ticket, your DUI, your disrupting the peace, your disorderly conduct.....
I can't imagine the feeling a spouse has everytime the other has go to work, everytime time a call comes in, everytime he or she is late coming home. Now I don't know what had happened to that particular squad car or if even if he or she were okay. I can only imagine the overwhelming joy or unbearable pain depending on the outcome.
I just wanted to say thank you to all of the officers for being out there. I know it probably seems that most don't care about you but you would be wrong. We are out here, even if we hardly ever say it.
PS -- I have blog request that I will get to. But this is what is on my mind today.