All New Blog Series!

“VINCE BLACK”

Beginning this fall season I have a new blog series beginning in September that depicts an Independent Party candidate attempting to run for the President of the United States.  The American people have been faced with dealing with either the Democrats or Republicans winning the White House and controlling the nation’s reputation amongst its allies and enemies.  In recent years the citizens of this country have been chanting for another, new governmental party that can rise up and take charge and spearhead the nation forward.  The scary thing is that the people know by calling for a third party to gain the seat in the White House that uncertainty comes along with it.

Not to many people even know that the Independent Party even exist in the U.S. Government.  So technically we have a “tri-partisan” government and with the Independents not gaining alot of popularity people have the right to be apprehensive.  At the same time they want to see change and have to deal with the uncertainty that comes with change and putting in a third party in the White House.

A senator from the state Minnesota has that challenge to look forward to if he wants to gain the White House.  With many issues facing the nation today he is coming in on a level that can easily overshadow his qualifications and promises to the country.  Of course, he faces opposition from the other two parties that have placed their political footprints in history and for most Americans that is all they know.  People are looking for a savior that can rescue them out of the economic mess they are in, bring their lovely troops home, and solve other issues that plague the U.S. today.  So, with such a challenged road ahead of Vince Black, Senator of Minnesota and also member of the Independent Party, can he gain the muster and the knowledge to overcome obstacles that can damage his politcal career if not careful?

Series begins September 27th!

Expression has it’s limits!

You know every individual on this planet has the right to express themselves the way they see fit.  Of course, there is a limit to everything we do here on earth and no not everyone is going to like how you express yourself sometimes, but it’s worth it.  Although we are given the free will to do this we also have to be aware of how we look to the public when we go out.  Whoever came up with the statement “first impression is everything” was obviously someone who knew what they were speaking about.  We have numerous people in this world who express their religious views by how they dress and how they wear their hair.  Take for example the “Rastafari Movement” the indviduals who wear their hair in the dreads like Bob Marley are widely known and you can pretty much spot them when you see them.

Unlike this woman my wife and I saw in the Walmart the other day and if she was calling herself part of the Rastafari Movement, she was a rejected member of the religious culture.  Upon closer examination of her hair I noticed it was black and red yarn in her hair twisted up with the rest of her hair in whatever style she had.  Not to mention she wore piercings in her face and one of her kids named Elizabeth Ray something.  She just looked sloppy and my wife made the comment that if she is trying to be part of the Rastafari religion that she is offended and would like to yank the cheap pieces of yarn that are scattered throughout her head.  It seemed at first no matter where we went in the store or isle she was there, which made us pay more and more attention to her.

Another customer in the produce section made eye contact with me and looked back at the yarned woman.  She walked by us and mumbled “I just don’t get it.” And my wife and I laughed at the lady and I replied “I don’t understand it either.”  If there were some Jamaican people in there besides my wife who had access to a machete we probably would have witnessed a beheading in the produce section.  “Clean up in the produce section of unknown substance.”  I mean really, when you come out in your expressive state remember not everyone will understand, but if it makes you look sloppy then you need to re-evaluate yourself.  Today’s society people will tolerate a certain level of craziness and a certain level of expression before they begin to question your insanity and mental state.

If my grandmother, on my mom side, was still alive she probably would have walked up to the lady and yelled at her, “What the hell is your problem? You look like a bad mannequin display in Michaels!”  I can’t even say honestly that her hair looked good and the rest of her was something to desire.  All of her from head to toe just looked unimpressive, but her hair was the biggest of all.  People if you are going to express yourself please remember that you have to be considerate as well because you are going out here representing your family and your sense of style.  When you have kids with you that makes the general consenses of the people around you feeling sorry for them and hope that they don’t grow up into that sorry display of expression.  I know everyone won’t like your ways of doing things, but even the most careless people in the world have limits and if they say something to you then you know you have just failed!

So Sudden………

How sudden was Michael Jackson’s death to all of us here on earth still alive?  I say it was really sudden to all of us that most of us is still in the process of trying to accept this reality.  For most people who were die hard fans are crushed as if they lost a loved one, which they loved Michael for who he was.  It is sad how things in his life previously made him into a strange person before he died, lets celebrate his death in another way.  We should celebrate his life and lift his family in prayers and hope that his children will be taken care of and taught how their father lived.  We will love you Michael and you will be forever missed and your legend shall live on for time to come.

Now, for whats really on my mind is how the people here can bash Michael Jackson and state that his is a child molester and that he should burn in hell.  Well, since those people want to express their feelings toward Michael and speak ill of the dead I have a few words to say to them.  I understand that as we all live here on this earth that we were blessed with that they are people here who will never be happy, always have negative things to say, and that are just plain rude and ignorant.  How can you live with yourself  speaking ill of the dead pop-star that so many people loved?  Maybe when you die, because that is one thing that is imminent, people should bash you for what you have done and tell your living relatives to their face that you were one sick, horrible individual and that they hope you burn for eternity.

Do you know how bad your mother, father, or other relatives would feel if that was said to them about you?  If you don’t care then don’t worry about it and you will just deal with it when that time comes.  There is this thing that is called “Circle of Life” and boy does karma come back in many ways.  These type of people are so sick and have all the energy to speak ill of the dead maybe they should put that same energy toward becoming a positive aspect in society, or is that too hard?  As we all go through life we are all faced with one imminent thing that will happen, death.  Whether you believe in God or not, whether you believe in Heaven or Hell, or any type of after-life you will still die regardless of how you live your life.  Comments of people speaking bad of Michael and saying that he was a child molester can be really senseless, but if you have the proof  of what he did then where were you during the trial in 2005?

If he did commit those horrible things that the lawyers of the parents said he did that is none of our business.  He will have to deal with that with God and if he did do it and asked for forgiveness before he died then all is clean when he passed.  Now, those individuals that are speaking bad about Michael Jackson would say, ‘well he is a child molester’, ‘wait until it happens to your kid’, ‘you don’t know what you are talking about’, ‘I have freedom of speech and I can say what I want’, etc.  That is true you can say what you want, but you need to realize that your words are out there now and those who loved Michael Jackson dearly are probably thinking about killing you.  You know how people are nowadays, you speak ill of someone they loved and they suddenly want to bring harm to you.  So if I was you I suggest you watch your back because their is someone out there crazy enough to do that.

I loved Michael Jackson as I grew up and my wife is a die hard fan of his work and her first steps after her car accident was to ‘BILLIE JEAN’.  So that right there is very special to her and connects her to him than most people I know loved him.  God has brought us in this world and he has the right to take us away at anytime he deems appropriate.  It was just Michael’s time to go, but even though most of us know that it is still a shock that he left us the way he did and left us at all.  One thing that I learned as I go through life is your words are very powerful and they can either help you or hurt you.  I can only hope that the harsh words that were spoke don’t come back to haunt them, but if they do sucks to be you and now you will have to deal with it.

As I end this post I want to let you know how I was feeling about his death and the harsh words that are spoken over his death.  Those people speaking those harsh words probably have their own skeletons to hide from and if someone found out that they do things illegal or do immoral things that people would talk bad about them.  Or maybe people have abandoned them in their life and now they are just bitter people that can’t find sensitivity in anything now, or maybe they are just ignorant people who can’t speak of their dislike for a person in a better sense than the way they are doing it to at least make it respectful while you are still expressing your dislike.  One thing as humans we can do whatever we want and say whatever we want, regardless of the laws and things that make us be safe, but what we do as humans is either obey them so we can have the best peaceful life there is or choose to ignore laws and policies because you can and then get upset if you get in trouble.  Everyone has entitlement to their opinion for whatever reason, but just remember at the same time others have opinions about you and what you do and say so think twice about what you are going to say before you say it.

You Eat To Your Size!

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I was at work the other day doing my job to protect the community and to keep everyone safe.  Most of us officers do not like working evening shift because we have to leave in the middle of our day and for some drive into traffic, which can make for a horrible commute.  For me I love my commute, even though it takes me over 45 minutes to get to work, I love the drive home late at night.  That drive gives me time to clear my mind and when I walk into the house I am basically clear minded and ready for bed.  My wife is usually home in bed, but depends on if I am working the weekends or not.  Since we got our new home I am very happy to come home and don’t have to worry about society rejects hanging outside of our apartment complex or neighbors banging on your floor, their ceiling, to get you to quite down for any creak you make.  I wonder how those neighbors are doing now?

As I was saying I was at work and at this particular time I was eating dinner in the break room where all the other employees that work in the kitchen eat.  We get to eat for free at the university during evening shift so that saves us alot of money.  Well, just near the end of my dinner I was relaxing before I hit back on the streets and a lady, huge in size, came in and sat down at the table.  Now, don’t get me wrong I have nothing against fat people or for some “large people” or “skinny challenged”, but when you stuff your face between three helpings that concerns me.  This employee came in and she was basically stuffing her face with three different helpings while talking on the phone.

I was watching her and was thinking to myself I wonder if she knows why she is the size she is.  Like I said I having nothing against women being that size if you like being that size and I do realize for a few in this country that being fat can be a medical reason.  The issue I have is a person, not just women, stuffing their faces like it’s no tomorrow.  Granted we are not guaranteed tomorrow, but unless you know for sure that you will not make it I don’t see why stuffing your face beyond control is all that good.

Same thing goes for skinny people, but of course it’s the opposite.  Some of the skinny people are so afraid of eating because of becoming fat that they miss all the important nutrients that they need to survive.  Personally, I am not into skinny women, but they need love to from someone out there walking around near them.  The funny thing is that I have seen this large women eat like this before and I wonder about her health.  Then again it’s her heart, body, and emotional health so the only thing I can do is wish her the best of luck in that endeavour.  In general I love women of all sizes and no matter what size you are you deserve to be treated respectfully and with love.

I merely make observations around me and pay close attention to others and I’m pretty sure others make observations about me also.  No one in this world is exempt from being watched so you have no idea who is saying what about you.  On this topic though, most people do eat to their size and still keep going.  There is this thing that is called “GREED” and eating beyond your fullness of your stomach and eating because you see it is not healthy physically and emotionally.  Yes, please eat until you are satisfied, but know your limitations on your body and the more you eat your stomach expands.  My wife and I are eating better and regularly excercising to slim down ourselves so we can be happy for us, not to impress anyone.

Finally a mother and son my wife and I saw in Walmart the other day, when I was off, was bigger than the woman I saw while eating.  The most disturbing site was when she leaned over to rest on the shopping cart and her *rear end* was basically parallel to the floor and nothing but *rear end* in your face about the same width of the shopping cart.  Her son was taller than her, but wasn’t much better and the only thing he had going for him was his height.  I hope people realize when they are the size they are, skinny or fat, that it does affect your emotional and physical health.  I hope she remembers that the next time she wants to stuff her face and spill food on the table.

Re-energizing The Lost Blog

I’M BACK!

I was gone for a long time from my blog and didn’t even attempt to post anything new once I left.  I suppose at that time in my life I was not as the writer as I am now.  I enjoy writing and currently working on a novel that I hope to have completed by the end of the year.  I believe since working on my new book that has sparked new writing material for myself and now ready to post them on my new and improved blog.

For reasons of why I left before I really don’t know, but I do know that at that time when I posted my last post I wasn’t really feeling it.  I wanted to start one, which I did, but then I guess I didn’t have a formula on how I would do things.  Now, since I have given my blog a new look and I have new topics coming very soon I just sparked that creative talent that I had hidden away from everyone.  Most of you if not all of you may know my wife, BellaNoire, who was the first person to inspire me to start a blog.  I see how much fun she has doing it and I wanted to enjoy doing mines and now I can.

Starting next month there will be a couple of postings already scheduled to post.  In the fall I am doing two new blog series and I am having fun doing these blog series.  The original name for my blog was “Lawenforcer’s Mental Meditations” and then I decide to change it to “Lawenforcer’s Blog Station”.  When you begin to read more of my postings you will have a better understanding why I have renamed the blog.  I have several other ideas coming up very soon and you will soon see what new things I have been working on.  I decided to use my blog for more of my expressions and to entertain my readers and fellow bloggers.  This is a new journey for me to take, but I am up to the challenge and ready to try something new.

Before I close I would like to say thank you for your support and I hope to keep having you come back continuously and connect with my fellow bloggers around the globe.

Have a blessed day!

5 Years Gone By Quick (08-10)

Today marks my fifth anniversary with my police agency and it does not feel like five years have gone by since my hiring date.  I’ve seen alot in five years and some of it wasn’t on this country’s soil.  Alot can happen in five years and although I might not remember everything I did in five years as a police officer I do remember the highlights and the lowlights. 

I’ve won several awards and certificates throughout those five years, but have seen officers come and go like this job is one big revolving door.  My academy class graduated in 2003 and everyone is still employed there including myself except for maybe two or three others.  One female recruit that went through was failed out of FTO and is now working for NIH.  One asian recruit, male, failed firearms training, but was allowed to come back and graduate.  He didn’t make it through FTO training either and is now wherever he is.  Once guy had to leave the academy and go back to Pennsylvania where he originally came from.  Me, well I guess you can say I belong to two graduating classes in two years.

I left the police academy in 2003 one week before I was to graduate and was shipped out to Afghanistan to fight a war.  I returned back in nine months to only figure out that another academy class was going through at that time.  I had the option of staying out for at least a year and then go back to the academy to make up lost time only or rest for two weeks and come back and finish with the current academy class.  I chosed to finish with the current academy class and graduated with great applause from other officers who attended the ceremony.  During FTO I was given extra hours to finish the program due to me having to remember things and incorporate what I’ve learned previously. 

To everyone’s surprise I finished on time and one of the first one’s off FTO regardless of my difficutly to adapt to civilian life.  During my first year or two I was nicked named the “Eye of the Storm” for reasons of me being able to find trouble amongst the peace and quite of the city and campus.  It always seemed to happen to me to find things at odd times and come across the most difficult situations you could face as a first years officer.  I’ve seen people die in front of me from suicide jumps from my very first service call on FTO being a B&E at a house in the downtown area.  I remember saying to myself something like my first call I’m drawing my weapon to search a house, and I know this will be the beginning of things to come.  I can say proudly that I have not shot anyone up to this point, but still long ways to go in my career.

I’ve had car chases and caught some of them and even had to rough up a few suspects here and there.  I’ve been in numerous fights that my current squad members now usually call me if someone wants to fight or wants to act rowdy.  Some officers I work well with some I don’t, but I know we all have a common goal and that is to get home with our families in one piece.  I’ve heard numerous rumors from high heaven to the lower gates of hell and still alot of times those rumors are just that, rumors. 

Within those five years I’ve met the girl of my dreams and she soon became the wife of my household and the love of my life.  I don’t regret doing what I did to get her and spoiling her now everyday is something I enjoy doing and that brings me joy.  I thank God I haven’t suffered nightmares or war dreams as much as some or most soldiers would suffer from.  I still get them now and then, but they are so far and few between that I can’t remember most of the time the last one I had.  I suppose I can start writing them down to see if a pattern emerges or not.  Since being back in the U.S. since 2004 I can probably say I’ve been sick once or none at all.  I’ve been around folks with the flu and pnuemonia and it never affected my body one bit except a runny nose.  It would go around twice in the family before it would even disappear for good.  I’m enjoying that part of my immune system as it may last for the rest of my life or only for a short while longer.  I got sick twice overseas in Afghanistan and one illness kept me up for 8 hours in agony and frustrations.  I got sick the first time eating the local food with a few U.S. soldiers and couldn’t move literally for three days unless I wanted to throw up each time I moved.  The second time I was diagnosed with an upper respiratory virus, which basically gave me difficulty breathing in.  Took about a week for that to go away with an inhaler and other medications.

I have to say that I am a different person from the time of the Pre-Afghanistan Tour through it all and to the Post-Afghanistan Tour.  To be quite honest if I didn’t go overseas I have no clue where I would be in my life right now and what kind of person I would be.  I’m glad for the experience even though at that time I was scared and not enjoying myself sort of speak.  Now, my wifey and I have found a church for us to go worship in every Sunday and enjoy the people very much so.

It is a different world over there and people are not getting the full story on what is going on.  News don’t touch close to half of what is going on over there and will only tell you what they are allowed to dissiminate to the public.  So my five years in law enforcement have pretty much derived from my military tour that started in 2003.  Even though I spent eight years as a Military Policeman I was nothing like I am now personality wise.  I wouldn’t say I was a bad person, but certain things I say or do now I probably would be too scared to do back then. 

So as I step into my fifth year in law enforcement as a civilian police officer I will pray and hope that God will give me another five years in police work and more beyond that.  I look back and I can’t think of anything that I would regret happening.  That my friends right there is a serious accomplishment within itself.

Finally we do need someone in our lives…(08-09)

I was sitting in bed this morning shortly after my wifey left for work today and got the thinking about something after her and I had a conversation.  We were talking about a woman always calling behind her husband like she has some insecurity issues and acts like she doesn’t trust him.  My wifey explained that the guy said to my wifey that he hasn’t done anything to make her act this way, but before marriage she was fine and no major issues.  Now since they’ve been married she’s always on his case and following behind him like he is a little boy.  The way she is going she is either going to run him away or he will soon ignore her actions and don’t care what she does or say and wishing she goes away.  Then she will probably want to be all upset and get mad at him when he wants a divorce from her.  Some women want to get all upset when the man wants to leave, but it seems like sometimes the woman doesn’t want to admit to her own faults for the marriage or relationship falling.  Some say all married men cheat, but do you realize that sometimes a woman’s actions can lead the man to cheat? Trust me, I’m not condoning it, but sometimes you have to look at why instead of how could they.

Once the woman leaves a man or he leaves her she usually follows up with the comment “I don’t need a man!” or “I’m an independent black woman”.  Very rare do I hear “I’m a independent white woman.” From them its usually “I don’t need you!”, but in either case all comments are incorrect and you truly do need someone in your life and more than likely someone you don’t care for.  For instance, how can you say you don’t need a man or don’t need someone to help you succeed in anything when you are wearing business clothes or suits that are made by another person.  Unless, you are your own fashion maker you need to go to someone’s store to buy their brand of clothing to make you look successful.  If you get that job that you was looking for then you needed that persons creativity of style to become famous or to become successful.

We all drive cars and trucks pretty much on a daily basis and if not we take some sort of public transportation to get to where we need to go.  Think about it unless, you build your own car or truck from scratch and create your own parts for your custom vehicle you will need the manufactures who have the parts available or even the creation of the vehicle you drive to accomplish your daily goals.  We can’t just sit in our garages or in a parking space in a parking lot and start building a vehicle for ourselves.  If you can do that you still need to follow the federal regulations in accomplishing your project, which was written by lawmen in congress. 

So far it looks like we all need someone in our lives in some sort of shape or fashion.  Women can’t get pregnant unless you have a man who can provide you with the seed to create a baby.  You might not need to be with him per se, but you still need a man to have a baby.  Some women may even say that they don’t need a man for nothing in their lives, but that comment is so ignorant you are surrounded by things that are either created or designed by a man.  The same thing goes for men who need women to create a baby as well, unless a man can do something a woman can do and in that case you may need to get that checked out.  We all need each other because how did you come to life on this earth?  Unless you created yourself you had to be born through your momma’s wound or a c-section, which was used by a man to conceive you. 

Now some may say that I’m thinking way out of the box with this “I don’t need someone” bit, but you have to think this way to actually know how crazy people sound.  I heard that Victoria’s Secret was created by a man at first long time ago.  If that is true then all the women who are wearing this brand name lingerie need a man or needed a man make them look sexy to themselves or to others.  This article isn’t just to bash on women needing a man strictly, but to get people to think about what they say.  I’m using the comments that women say mostly and that I hear alot as an example for my blog entry.  If you really wanted to settle this arguement we all had to be created by GOD who we all need to exist on this earth that he created for us to live on, which we need so we are not living out in space without gravity.

So you see I can continue on and on about this, which can take days to bring to light.  I just wanted to alert everyone reading this that what you say sometimes actually doesn’t make any sense.  We all need someone or somebody in our lives to either make our lives better, wealthier, classier, to get a better education, a better job, or even a better car or house.  So whether you are a man or woman we need each other, which in turn we also help each other which may be my next blog entry on “Helping each other”.  Oh and before I go I want to clarify that we all need a man in our lives every single day.  We say “Heavenly Father” not “Heavenly Mother” and it is GOD who breathes life into you everyday since He can talk you out of existance.

Knucklehead (08-08)

I tell you, it gets old when cops respond to a scene to meet with the reporting person and find out the information about the incident is being given by a third or fourth party.  Reason being is because the original reporting person didn’t want to be met by the police.  Also the reporting person told her RA (resident assistant) about the incident she was involved in and the RA told another RA so RA #1 can go to her boyfriend’s house.  Then when the second RA tells us what happen we hear that the reporting person doesn’t want to be met and that RA went to her boyfriend’s house.

People when you call the police to respond to a scene to check out a suspicious persons or vehicle please do not leave the scene.  Leaving the scene and giving your detail about the incident to a third party gets scrambled and lost in translation.  The incident I am refering to in this posting is a 10-75 (suspicious persons) who apparently followed a female student into one of the dorms on the north side of campus.  The female student stated that they didn’t know this person or don’t believe they ever met before.  Then she tried to loose him and apparently she lost him and was never seen again.  Two of us respond to the scene and find out the same information along with what I just wrote in the beginning of this post. 

That pissed us off to no end when we found out about that lack of information.  Furthermore, the female student stated to the RA that the suspect who was following her may still be in the building.  Well when we asked for the description of the suspicious person we had not one piece of clothing description or what he looked like.  I was then thinking if someone is following you and making you that uncomfortable when you call the police you are going to give a description of the person.  So now my partner and I are walking through the dorm building with no idea of who we are looking for.  We just walked through the building to allow our presence to be known, but of course no person was ever stopped. 

I was wondering is going to your boyfriend’s house more important than the safety of your fellow students?  Even if you are not on duty that night you are a RA and the students come to you before we are phoned.  What kind of precedence are you setting for other RA’s and students when you leave the scene like that without telling the place.  The same advice goes to other people who report incidents to the police.  Now, there are some incidents where all you have to do is call the police and your presence is not needed, but for a situation that involves a suspicious persons you need to be on scene.  Leaving the scene like that kind of resembles a hit and run accident with no note left for the victim. 

Just remember people we have to use our heads when calling the police, but if you don’t know whether you need to stay on scene or not ask the dispatcher and they can tell you.  I understand that for some reason you might not want to be scene with the police, but sometimes it is necessary.  So remember just leaving the scene like that is not smart.  Right now it is sleeting and will turn into snow later on this morning so I must go, but be safe out there people and stay warm.

A sweet Valentine’s Day Gift (08-07)

I look at this special day as a day for the woman to be treated a notch higher than how she is treated throughout the year.  This is a day that most men who love their significant other treat them to a dinner, bath, massages, and other treatments that they think their girlfriend or wives deserve.  If you want to be honest the woman deserves this type of treatment everyday of the year, but that’s an opinion for every man to have.  I’ve seen the same thing where a guy orders a teddy bear with a heart sown on and tied to it is a box of candy or some type of item in the shape of a heart.  I’m not saying that doing something like is not good or sweet, but sometimes you have to change it up.

This year I did something different that I know my wife didn’t expect for me too do.  Earlier that morning she was getting ready to go to work and was feeling kind of down about some things.  This was kind of dampening the mood she should have had because of this special day.  Once she left and I saw her off to her car I immediately got to thinking of how I can make this day special for her.  I then grabbed some pink copy paper and begin folding a few sheets at a time and cutting hearts out of them.  You know, doing the old elementary school project of folding the paper and cutting your object out starting with the folded side. 

I made about four hearts and wrote on one sheet of pink paper and placed in a sheet protector.  Once I placed it in the sheet protector I then stuck it under the pillow case so when she lays her head down she can hear the wringling of the paper.  The four hearts that I made I placed all over the apartment in special spots where she would see them, but at the same time can easily pass them.  I stuck the very first one behind the front door so only you can see it if you are looking at the door or getting ready to exit the apartment.  The second one I stuck on the refridgerator so she could see that plainly out in the open when she goes to get something to drink.  The third one I stuck in an unusual spot on the toilet bowl lid on the side facing down so when she lifts it up she can see it.  Then the last one I stuck in the shower stall opposite side of the shower head.

Before she came home I went to CVS and brought a special card for her and stuck it on her vehicle.  She said that she drove home crying and happy from the card she got, but I told her that she wasn’t done.  She began to look around the apartment for them, but spotted only one on the fridge.  That just sent her overboard into tears of happiness and joy and made the day very happy one instead of a dreary one of how it started.  She cried in the kitchen for about a few moments and told her you are still not done.  She walked by the one in the bathroom on the lid at least twice and even stayed in the bathroom.  She finally spotted the one on the front door and was happy. 

I gave her a hint for the one in the bathroom and told her that the other ones she may find when she goes to bed and when she showers in the morning.   While I was at work she texted me to tell me that she found the one hidden in the pillow case.  Then the next morning when I was on my way home she told me she found the one in the shower after she was done.   Those heart shaped notes made her day and made her smile from the frown she had that Valentine’s Day morning.  I told her that I love her and she repeated it back to me.  Of course, she got asked questions about her night with me, but of course she didn’t explain anything to her co-workers. 

You got to love your woman enough to let her know that you are willing to do whatever it is you need to do to make her happy.  My wife found out then if she didn’t know before that I love her and that I am one man that will do what I can for her.

Craziest Weekend- II (08-06)

My last blog I wrote I expressed and explained how my Saturday went and what we were dealing with.  Sunday on the other hand was somewhat a better exprience, but this one we are blessed that no one got hurt.  I left the hospital Saturday after dealing with a suspect on PCP at 0800hrs (am).  I came back to work that night at 2200hrs (10pm), but it was under the impression that I was coming in late because of the time I left that previous morning.  I didn’t know that it was expected of me to come in late that night, but I came in on my scheduled shift time and got to work.

The night pretty much went well besides having service calls all night long.  It wasn’t that busy, but I did have time to eat a meal from Taco Bell and complete my supplement report from the previous night at the hospital.  Come to find out that my narrative didn’t need to be written, but that decision to have my narrative erased was my squad sergeant’s choice.  I didn’t agree with it, but I do have a copy of the report so if it comes back in question later I have it.

So I was getting off work that Sunday morning at around 0745hrs., and heading up the road.  I crossed underneath a train track bridge and saw up ahead a white van at a corner.  I got closer and saw another drive stopped by to check or help on this vehicle.  As I got closer I noticed it was a white van that skidded out of control and landed into a traffic light pole, crashing through a guardrail and that parts of the van were scattered all of the parking lot of a building that was adjacent.  I attempted to released the driver from the vehicle and so did the good samaritan, but we were unable to do so.  A few moments later another fellow officer who was also leaving to go home came up on scene.  He is also a volunteer fire fighter and had the tools to break the glass so the driver could get out.  By this time our units and the county police arrived on scene to take care of the accident. 

When the driver got out of the vehicle we noticed that his shoes were off, he was in some type of maintenance uniform, and slurred speech as to say he was under the influence of alcohol.  I couldn’t really smell it on his breath, but just him talking to the police and getting all up in their face led me to that conclusion.  Not to mention he was driving the vehicle with no license except a international driving permit with no Jamaican driver’s license.  Things didn’t look good for this guy at all and I forgot to mention that the air bag, if there was one, didn’t deploy at all.  For all we know he could have suffered a head injury and that could have been why his speech was so slurred and his statements were no making sense.

He kept changing his mind back and forth of going to the hospital until finally the ambulance crew had enough and transported him to the hospital.  The accident was handled by the county police even though our agency could have taken the report as well.  I stayed until the driver was in the ambulance being transported to the hospital.  The driver did also hit the pole so hard that one of the traffic lights got turned facing downward toward the ground.  So it looked weird seeing one traffic light facing the traffic and the other one facing the ground, but both still worked. 

After that I got in my personal vehicle and left to come home to my wife and explain to her what happened.  All I could say to myself was that this weekend was a crazy one.  I can only imagine what kind of day it was when Barrack Obama comes to town.