Post by Deleted on Nov 3, 2007 18:34:06 GMT -5
I AM A COP
I took a job working around the clock, leaving my family alone at night while I stood out in rotten, miserable weather in order to protect your family.
I worked two jobs in order to supplement a lousy salary so that I could make sure that you were able to get to your air conditioned home to your air conditioned car to your air conditioned office while I stood on a street corner, breathing exhaust fumes and directing traffic so you wouldn't be late.
While you were home with your kids on their Birthdays, Christmas, Easter and other momentous times in their lives I was responding on Robberies, Burglaries and Shots Fired calls and running down darkened alleys and across roof tops in parts of the city that you wouldn't consider going near.
I missed a lot of birthdays, school plays, father and daughter dances because a dignitary or a celebrity came to town and you needed cops on the street to make sure that you could safely park without being annoyed by beggars and other lowlifes.
You were able to take your kids to the Thanksgiving Day Parade and have a wonderful, safe time. My kids were only able to watch it on TV because I had to leave the house before daybreak, set up barriers, keep thousands of excited little kids from running out into the street, or find the little lost kids (the ones that you "took your eyes off only for a second") calm their hysteria and help reunite them with their parents. By the time the parade was over, I was finally able to go home to my kids, tired but grateful that I wasn't working a 4 x 12 shift.
I did these, and thousands of other demanding and stressful jobs that you wouldn't think of doing in a thousand years.
I did them because I AM A COP. I found a profession that I was proud of and where I could serve my community and fellow man. It doesn't pay what it should, I am shunned and ostracized by people who don't think it is a job for anyone with intelligence (many Police Officers are college graduates and many have advanced degrees) and the press never tires at taking swipes at cops.
But, I belong the best brotherhood in the world. People that I trust with my life every day and that I know have my back every minute. We have our differences, like people of every race, creed, color, national origin and ethnicity, but when a "10-13" crackles over the air, I know in my heart that every officer out there will drop everything that they are doing and rush to my aid, regardless of our differences.
Would anything like that ever happen on Wall Street?
I am a cop in my soul and will be until the day I die.
I took a job working around the clock, leaving my family alone at night while I stood out in rotten, miserable weather in order to protect your family.
I worked two jobs in order to supplement a lousy salary so that I could make sure that you were able to get to your air conditioned home to your air conditioned car to your air conditioned office while I stood on a street corner, breathing exhaust fumes and directing traffic so you wouldn't be late.
While you were home with your kids on their Birthdays, Christmas, Easter and other momentous times in their lives I was responding on Robberies, Burglaries and Shots Fired calls and running down darkened alleys and across roof tops in parts of the city that you wouldn't consider going near.
I missed a lot of birthdays, school plays, father and daughter dances because a dignitary or a celebrity came to town and you needed cops on the street to make sure that you could safely park without being annoyed by beggars and other lowlifes.
You were able to take your kids to the Thanksgiving Day Parade and have a wonderful, safe time. My kids were only able to watch it on TV because I had to leave the house before daybreak, set up barriers, keep thousands of excited little kids from running out into the street, or find the little lost kids (the ones that you "took your eyes off only for a second") calm their hysteria and help reunite them with their parents. By the time the parade was over, I was finally able to go home to my kids, tired but grateful that I wasn't working a 4 x 12 shift.
I did these, and thousands of other demanding and stressful jobs that you wouldn't think of doing in a thousand years.
I did them because I AM A COP. I found a profession that I was proud of and where I could serve my community and fellow man. It doesn't pay what it should, I am shunned and ostracized by people who don't think it is a job for anyone with intelligence (many Police Officers are college graduates and many have advanced degrees) and the press never tires at taking swipes at cops.
But, I belong the best brotherhood in the world. People that I trust with my life every day and that I know have my back every minute. We have our differences, like people of every race, creed, color, national origin and ethnicity, but when a "10-13" crackles over the air, I know in my heart that every officer out there will drop everything that they are doing and rush to my aid, regardless of our differences.
Would anything like that ever happen on Wall Street?
I am a cop in my soul and will be until the day I die.
