“I have pulled dead, mangled bodies from cars.
I have lied to people as they were dying.
I said you are going to be fine as I held their hand and watched the life fade out.
I have held dying babies. Bought lunch for people who were mentally ill and haven’t eaten in a while.
I have had people try to stab me. Fought with men trying to shoot me.
I’ve been attacked by women while I was arresting their husband who had just severely beat them.
I have held towels on bullet wounds.
Done CPR when I knew it wouldn’t help just to make family members feel better.
I have torn down doors, fought in drug houses. Chased fugitives through the woods.
I have been in high-speed car chases.
Foot chases across an interstate during rush hour traffic.
I have been in crashes. Been squeezing the trigger about to kill a man when they came to their senses and stopped. Waded through large angry crowds by myself.
Drove like a madman to help a fellow officer. Let little kids who don’t have much sit in my patrol car and pretend they are a cop for their birthday.
I have taken a lot of people to jail. Given many breaks. Prayed for people I don’t even know.
Yes, and at times I have been “violent” when I had to be. I have been kind when I could.
I admit I have driven to some dark place and cried by myself when I was overwhelmed.
I have missed Christmas and other holidays more than I wanted to.
Every cop I know has done all these things and more for lousy pay, exhausting hours, and a short life expectancy.
We don’t want your pity, I don’t even ask for your respect. Just let us do our jobs without killing us”
Thank You Police Officers of America