“As a mom, she knew something was wrong,” Sgt. André Pepin – New Brunswick

Impaired driving is the number one criminal cause of death in Canada. RCMP officers are often the first on the scene at motor vehicle crashes and see how tragic the decision to drink and driving really is. They also see the hurt families experience when they’ve learned that a loved one has died.

RCMP officers from Atlantic Canada recall the crashes that have had an impact on them and also on the people and communities involved. These stories are personal accounts of what happened. The memories of these fatal crashes stay with the police officers, it’s the reality of what happens when a person drinks and drives.

Driving drunk is a choice. These officers hope that by sharing their stories a life or lives can be saved.

Sgt. André Pepin – New Brunswick
Sgt. André Pepin holding a whiteboard: “As a mom, she knew something was wrong.”
“As a mom, she knew something was wrong”


Sgt. André Pepin – New Brunswick

As a qualified breathalyzer technician for 23 years, I have had many encounters with individuals who were impaired. It’s common to hear them tell me, “I’ve only had a couple of drinks officer,” as I prepare to take a breath sample in order to determine their level of impairment. The breath test often indicated they should not have been driving; that they should have made a better choice or someone they knew didn’t stop them from getting behind the wheel.

I’ll never forget the night that I wished I had heard those words from one young man. It would have meant I stopped him from driving and that he was no longer behind the wheel of his car. Why? Because I ended up meeting him by way of a 9-1-1 call. I was dispatched to a single vehicle crash on a rural two lane secondary road. It was a warm summer’s night and the road conditions were dry. The call came in the middle of the night; he was probably the only car on the road. This man, in his 20s, was driving home from his birthday party. He lost control of his car, it went off the road and it crashed into a culvert and died.

I wish I knew what he was thinking and why he wanted to drive. I hope he wasn’t thinking “I’ve only had a couple of drinks.” This individual lived at home with his parents; it was my job to give them the bad news. I’ll never forget the look on the mother’s face or when she asked “What happened?” as we stood at the front door of their home. As a mom, she knew something was wrong. She knew he was out celebrating his birthday and when she woke up that morning he wasn’t home. Instead, I arrived at the door.

(the reproduction is a copy of an official work that is published by the Government of Canada and that the reproduction has not been produced in affiliation with, or with the endorsement of the Government of Canada.)

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“One lived and one did not” Cpl. Janet Leblanc – Nova Scotia

Impaired driving is the number one criminal cause of death in Canada. RCMP officers are often the first on the scene at motor vehicle crashes and see how tragic the decision to drink and driving really is. They also see the hurt families experience when they’ve learned that a loved one has died.

RCMP officers from Atlantic Canada recall the crashes that have had an impact on them and also on the people and communities involved. These stories are personal accounts of what happened. The memories of these fatal crashes stay with the police officers, it’s the reality of what happens when a person drinks and drives.

Driving drunk is a choice. These officers hope that by sharing their stories a life or lives can be saved.

Cpl. Janet Leblanc – Nova Scotia
Cpl. Janet Leblanc sitting in RCMP cruiser, holding whiteboard: “One lived and one did not”
“One lived and one did not”


I was working in Lunenburg County when the RCMP received a call that a parked ambulance had been struck by a vehicle. While EHS staff tended to a patient inside a local residence, a neighbour of the patient ended up driving into the ambulance.

While the scenario with the ambulance was unfolding, the RCMP were also called to a single-vehicle motor vehicle crash involving a lone male driver. Unfortunately, the occupant of the vehicle did not survive and he was pronounced deceased at the scene.

While it is not unusual for the RCMP to receive multiple calls at the same time, I will never forget the unfortunate and sad interconnectedness of these two cases.

Through the course of our investigation regarding the driver who struck the parked ambulance, it was discovered that he was impaired at the time of the collision. This man also stated that he had been drinking all evening with a friend at a local establishment.

In a sad twist of fate, our investigation revealed that the man who died in the crash was actually the friend and drinking partner of the man who struck the parked ambulance. When I had to tell the man that his friend had died, he almost fell to the floor in grief.

At the end of the day, two friends went drinking at a bar and then decided to drive while impaired. Both males drove off separately, and both were in collisions within minutes of each other. One lived and one did not.

I will always remember the pain on this man’s face when I had to tell him about his friend, and I would love to know if this tragic event has prevented him from drinking and driving again. Because if this sad event couldn’t stop someone from drinking and driving, what could?

Cpl. Janet LeBlanc has been a member of the RCMP for 18 years, and has carried out police work in three different Nova Scotia districts since 1997.

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“What will stay with me…..is the scream,” Cst. Vanessa DeMerchant – New Brunswick

Impaired driving is the number one criminal cause of death in Canada. RCMP officers are often the first on the scene at motor vehicle crashes and see how tragic the decision to drink and driving really is. They also see the hurt families experience when they’ve learned that a loved one has died.

RCMP officers from Atlantic Canada recall the crashes that have had an impact on them and also on the people and communities involved. These stories are personal accounts of what happened. The memories of these fatal crashes stay with the police officers, it’s the reality of what happens when a person drinks and drives.

Driving drunk is a choice. These officers hope that by sharing their stories a life or lives can be saved.

Cst. Vanessa DeMerchant – New Brunswick
Cst. DeMerchant standing outside a police vehicle on side of highway, holding whiteboard: “What will stay with me…..is the scream”
“What will stay with me…..is the scream”


I was just weeks away from marking my fourth anniversary as a member of the RCMP. I’d already gained experience in many areas but little did I know what I would experience one late October night. I was posted in a remote area where the communities are close knit because they are far apart. It was near one of these communities where I would get dispatched to my first impaired driving crash; a crash where someone would lose their life.

It was 1 a.m. and I was told by our dispatch that a single vehicle had struck a rock face along the edge of the highway and there was one person trapped in the vehicle. What I saw when I arrived at the scene was much different. The car was on fire and it looked like someone was still in the back of the vehicle. Unfortunately, there was nothing I could do. The fire was hot and the car was fully engulfed in flames. I quickly searched around but could not find the driver or anyone else who may have been in the vehicle.
A crowd started to gather as people from the nearby community, where the young victim lived, started arriving at the crash scene to see what happened. After the crowd had left, a man arrived at the scene and he was totally distraught. There are things I will never forget from that night; it seems as if all of my senses had been affected. I can still feel the heat from the fire, the smell as everything was burning, but what will stay with me for the rest of my life is the scream the man let out when he got to the crash. This father had just lost his daughter.

The investigation was taken over by an RCMP collision reconstructionist as they are involved in looking into collisions resulting in serious injury or death. I would later learn that alcohol was a contributing factor to this fatal crash and that two other people were in the vehicle but survived.

The motor vehicle fatality statistics increased that day with another person losing their life as the result of impaired driving. What the statistics don’t reveal is how families, communities and first responders are affected. The statistics didn’t reflect the heartache and anguish shared by the families and communities connected to this crash. This one I will carry for the rest of my life because I knew the young woman who died that night. Our paths had crossed many times at community events where she was helping her community by giving back. I saw she had a bright future; a future that her community will never be able to see or experience.

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“Her first words… ‘There’s a dead body,” Cst. Douglas Baker – Prince Edward Island

There are many reasons not to drink and drive. Impaired driving is the number one criminal cause of death in Canada. RCMP officers are often the first on the scene at motor vehicle crashes and see how tragic the decision to drink and driving really is. They also see the hurt families experience when they’ve learned that a loved one has died.

 RCMP officers from Atlantic Canada recall the crashes that have had an impact on them and also on the people and communities involved. These stories are personal accounts of what happened. The memories of these fatal crashes stay with the police officers, it’s the reality of what happens when a person drinks and drives.

Driving drunk is a choice. RCMP officers hope that by sharing their stories a life or lives can be saved.

Cst. Douglas Baker – Prince Edward Island
Cst. Douglas Baker holding a whiteboard: “Her first words… ‘There’s a dead body’,”
“Her first words… ‘There’s a dead body”


Cst. Douglas Baker – Prince Edward Island

It was a regular start to a weekend summer shift, no different than any other. Performing traffic stops in the early evening hours and enjoying the sunshine, not knowing the horrific ending the shift would have.

I performed a traffic stop on a vehicle with a male driver, female passenger and another young male in the back seat. After checking all of the vehicle papers, ensuring no one was drinking and all were buckled up, I was happy to send them on their way as they told me they were headed to a party.

As I sat in my car waiting for them to depart, the young female passenger got out of the car and cheerfully skipped back to my vehicle and, through my passenger window said, “Could you give us a boost, the car is dead?” Without hesitation I pulled around, boosted their car and sent them on their way.

At about 2:30 a.m., I was on my way to drop off an auxiliary member who had joined me for the shift. We laughed and joked as we drove along, as we usually did. Little did we know the night was about to get gruesome.

As we made our way down the unlit rural road, I observed a car sitting at an intersection about to merge onto the road. As we approached, the car didn’t move so I became suspicious and slowed down. As I got closer, I could see a lone female standing on the road. She looked in shock. Her first words… “There’s a dead body.”

I got out of my vehicle to see a mangled wreck of a car down in a deep ditch. There was a body of a young girl lying on an embankment….obviously dead. The driver of the vehicle had made it out of the wreck and went to the only nearby house, that of the witness I had met on the road.

It was the same vehicle I had pulled over earlier.

The driver of the vehicle swore it was only him and his girlfriend in the vehicle…over and over…despite my knowing another male was with them earlier. A search of the immediate area turned up nothing.

Not until daybreak did we find the body of the other male, some 100 yards from the scene. He had been catapulted from the wreck like a marble in a slingshot.

Two young adults were dead. As it turns out, the driver was later found to be intoxicated and high and had passed out behind the wheel. The one good decision he made was to put on his seatbelt which saved his life.

In the morning we went to deliver the terrible news to the families. I spoke with the brother of the deceased female and the mother of the deceased male; they all lived in the same house. They had traveled to the province to work for the summer before returning home. They were completely devastated. It was an unimaginable image.

Two lives were lost that night, many changed forever, mine included. The images of that innocent 20 year-old woman skipping back to my car and wondering what had happened in between – and if there was anything different I could have done haunt me to this very day.

(the reproduction is a copy of an official work that is published by the Government of Canada and that the reproduction has not been produced in affiliation with, or with the endorsement of the Government of Canada.)

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Police Efforts To Protect And Guide Our Youngsters, Where All Else Fails

Police Officers always try to do maximum to ensure that the criminal elements remain away from us as we go about our lives. They believe more in reform rather than punishment. Apart from their daily routine jobs they keep uplifting their efforts to educate and inform the most vulnerable segment of our society that is the young children of impressionable ages. One such example is the Camp Cadet organized and arranged by multiple Police agencies. It is a commendable effort on part of our protectors to educate and guide our young children towards a better future. Let’s thank them heartily and honor their efforts towards a better society. 

(This news item is taken from CBS Pittsburgh. I am sure my blogger friends will like reading it). Samina.

Police Hoping To Keep Kids On Positive Track With Camp Cadet
image PITTSBURGH (KDKA) — It’s not often that you see a motorcycle escort for a bunch of kids on bicycles. But these aren’t just any kids. A select group of 64 youngsters arrives on the North Shore as part of the 11th annual Camp Cadet.
It’s the Allegheny County version of week-long camps sponsored by the Pennsylvania State Police.
Trooper Robin Mungo says it’s one of 27 Camp Cadets across the state. She says it’s a community effort.
“It’s a great collaborative of multiple police agencies, and it’s about reaching out to the community, young people, ages 12 to 14,” said Trooper Mungo. “This is the age where they’re most impressionable, so we want to make a good impression. We want them to know that we’re people of the community.”
They concluded the 12-mile trek from Camp Guyasuta at the Law Enforcement Memorial on the North Shore. Among the activities, they will witness Pittsburgh’s River Rescue team in action.
“We have a lot of fun activities for them,” Trooper Mungo adds. “But they understand there’s a mission. We stay on task, and the mission will be accomplished when they graduate on Saturday.”
She says these kids are at an age where they can go one way – or the other.
“We want them to stay on a positive track. We want other kids to see that they are positive,” said Trooper Mungo. “They are the leaders. And that’s what we’re hoping to pull out of them. We all have it in us. It’s how we pull it out, and use that.”
A total of 600 boys and girls in Allegheny County have graduated from camps like this over the past 10 years.

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I’m Just Like You


Honorable RCMP Commissioner Bob Paulson

Honorable RCMP Commissioner Bob Paulson talks about the role of women in the Police force and says:

“We need to increase women coming into the force, we need to increase women in the senior executive ranks,” Commissioner Paulson said, explaining his goal is to have “more women in our decision-making process”. He further emphasized, “The value of having women in a Police Role is that you take the interaction with a citizen away from the Force Dynamic, and you put it in the behavior, Thoughtful Dynamic. It is quite a Powerful Force to be reckoned with. We have this sort of traditional notion that we are wrestling people, jumping on people, putting handcuffs on people. The woman’s view of the world is a much more Powerful, Persuasive Force than just an arm around the neck.”


A Police Officer

“I’m Just Like You”

I have been where you fear to be;
I have seen what you fear to see;
I have done what you fear to do;
All these things I have done for you.

I am the one you lean upon,
The one you cast your scorn upon,
The one you bring your troubles to,
All these things I have been for you.

The one you ask to stand apart,
The one you feel should have no heart,
The one you call the “man in blue”;
But I am a person, just like you.

And through the years,
I have come to see
That I am not what you ask of me.
So take this badge, take this gun;
Will you take it? – Will anyone?

And when you watch a person die
And hear a battered baby cry,
Then do you think that you can be
All these things you ask of me?

 (Author unknown)


RCMP (Royal Canadian Mounted Police) Officer

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USA Happy Independence Day

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Happy Canada Day


Honorable RCMP Commissioner Bob Paulson



RCMP Officers

Royal Canadian Mounted Police

Royal Canadian Mounted Police


Royal Canadian Mounted Police

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“Mom Thanks State Trooper For Not Stereotyping Her Son”-A Heartwarming Story

Virginia State Trooper Matt Okes With Joseph

Trooper’s Kindness Goes Viral 



Danville, Va.- A Virginia State Trooper went all out to help a young man. Now, his kindness has gone viral.

Dr. Nada Owusu said her son had just finished his exams at Virginia Tech and was on his way home to Danville, when a tire blew out on his car. The trooper pulled over to help.

Dr. Owusu tells ABC 13 she was just trying to give a little recognition to the trooper for keeping her son safe. Next thing she knew, it was being shared everywhere.

The post has been shared almost 20,000 times as of late Tuesday afternoon. Montel Williams even commented on it.

Dr. Owusu said the tire blew out along a dark part of Route 220. The trooper, Matt Okes, pulled over to help. He tried helping Joseph change the tire, but they couldn’t because of the way it blew out. Then, Triple-A was looking for Joseph in the wrong place. That meant the trooper ended up staying with Joseph for more than three hours.

“That area is very dangerous,” said Dr. Owusu. “The road is curvy, there are no lights, it’s very dark. It alerted any oncoming car he was there, so that was great. And then him staying with him, it was very comforting to me as a mother.”

In the post, Dr. Owusu wrote the trooper never questioned why her son was driving a Mercedes, just showed up and tried to help. She is thankful her son is safe.

Trooper Okes released the following statement: “The attention the photo has generated on social media has been overwhelming and I certainly wasn’t expecting the photo to receive as much attention as it has. I was simply doing my job as any other Virginia state trooper would. I appreciate the kind comments by Dr. Owusu and am glad Joseph and his parents were able to finally make it home safe. I am honored to be a member of the Virginia state police and am blessed by God to serve and protect.”


What an amazing act of kindness and the State Trooper feels so proud and blessed to Serve and Protect us. God bless our protectors and keep them safe and secure for us. I would like to thank Joseph Paglino http://www.killerendings.com for drawing my attention to this story. Thanks Joe. Take care and God bless.

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“We here in Canada enjoy many, many advantages,” says Honorable RCMP Commissioner Bob Paulson.


Honorable RCMP Commissioner Bob Paulson.

“We here in Canada enjoy many, many advantages.

One of the benefits of this great country is the nature and style of policing that Canadians enjoy.

The Canadian professional police officer brings a community grounding, or orientation, to police work that is like no other place in the world.

Canadians expect to be consulted, engaged and respected in the creation of our policing strategies.

Canadians also demand that we deliver our police services in fair, reasonable and ultimately effective ways.”


Royal Canadian Mounted Police Officers.


Royal Canadian Mounted Police Officers.


Royal Canadian Mounted Police Officers.

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Let’s Honor A Complete Human Being Among Us-A Police Officer


 Feed your heart in conversation

With someone harmonious with it:

Seek spiritual advancement from one

Who is advanced.


rainy-weather Why should it be peculiar if God elevates one of our species, in relation to whom we appear as trivial beings? The Police Officers have been endowed with a power within them by means of which they have been elevated above and given control of their nature to do as they intend. It is not unusual for an outstanding human being amongst humanity to have accomplished the capability to experience a state of absolute bliss and ecstasy? This comes after performing a great deed like helping a blind man cross the road, among so many other deeds he performs during one single day.

Protecting and helping all humanity at all times, is the top priority of all Police Officers. What would we do without their protection and guidance? 

“The saints protection is truth’s sword:

your time with him

is worth as much as the cup of life itself.”


 The Police Officer speaks out of benevolence and empathy about all humanJPG140 beings. How could he/she harbor hate or selfish interests with regard to anyone? Do we ever stop to wonder as to what are we in relation to one who possesses such magnanimity?

“Companionship with the Holy makes you

one of them.

Though you are rock or marble,

You’ll become a jewel

When you reach the man of heart.


YTn3dDtPolice Officers go through a lot of pain and personal sacrifice to understand the humanity and take actions for their betterment. In order to succeed in learning anything worthwhile you have to endure sufferings and acts contrary to your will? These qualities make a Police Officer a complete human being. 


tnShop_W_Cop3Police Officers reach out to the needy families to help them live honorable lives.

Police Officers come to our rescue when we most need them.


What would we do without the Police Officers help and support in our daily lives. Lets ponder for a while. The least we can do is to honor and thank our heroes who put their own lives in danger to save us from harm.

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“Just another one of those things I’m going to carry around forever I guess,” says a Police Officer in a painful yet a heartwarming story.

images 2( My Blogger Friends, this story of a Police Officer that I read touched me so much that I decided to share it with you. After reading this heart wrenching account you will, I am sure, appreciate what a Police Officer goes through on a routine day at work. Some memories, some incidents get etched in the memory and always come to haunt him/her long after they are over. We must share the pains of Police officers since they are human beings just like us. And we must appreciate and acknowledge what a Police Officer witnesses in a moment, we may not witness in our lifetime. Lets support them in every way and pray for the safety and security of our Protectors.)

“You know why red lipstick makes my heart race?”  (self.ProtectAndServe) submitted * by hoodcop 

“It was shift change. I was going home. It had been a long shift and I was looking forward to the comfort of my bed. It was a hot night and sticky. I just feel gross. I can feel my undershirt clinging to my body underneath my body armor and I’m ready to peel all of it off. My sub station has its own set of gas pumps with a set of trash cans. It’s an end of shift ritual that everyone fuels up and cleans out their patrol cars so that the next guy doesn’t have to start his shift off dealing with your mess and filling up the tank. Some slugs don’t do it, as it isn’t an official rule, but what can you do? I was pumping the last drop of gas into my tank when the emergency tone on my radio goes off. Not good. All of my shift mates are at the sub loading up their personal vehicles to go home, and the day shift guys haven’t quite made it out of the parking lot yet. The emergency tone ends and the dispatcher crackles over the air. She broadcasts a shooting in progress at 6 AM. The shooting is damn near at the furthest point from the sub in the furthest district from the sub. More bad news. Several other officers and I at the pumps stare at each other for a second, not wanting to believe it. There is no way that the day shift guys are going to be able to sign on and make it to that call fast enough. I snap out of it and hop back in my patrol car. Somebody has to make that scene, and even though it isn’t even close to my normal section, I don’t exactly see other officers falling over themselves to head that way. I tell dispatch to assign me and I burn rubber out of the sub. Few things are as fun as running balls out Code 3 to a call like that. Few things are more terrifying than running balls out Code 3 to a call like that in morning traffic as every Joe Schmoe is just trying to make it to work. As I hit the on ramp to the highway, my pulse is rising. I start to breathe deliberately and slowly to control it. Need to keep that heart rate down. No one is getting the f***k out of my way. When did people in America forget that all you have to do is pull over to the side of the road? I get it. When I’m going 90 or a 100 or a 110 down the highway, my siren doesn’t make it past my push bar, but what about the huge blinky lights filling up the rear view mirror? I remember pushing my Crown Vic to the point that the steering started to get a little… floaty. Not good. Slow down. Breathe. I let off the accelerator a little. It takes me probably 7 to 10 maddening minutes fighting through traffic to get there. As I round the corner into the neighborhood, I see flashing police lights in front of a house ahead. OK. One of my partners has made it there already. He must’ve been dragging his feet getting back to the sub to have been close enough to the call to beat me there. I pull up and hop out. What is that f***king noise? Oh yeah, turn off your siren moron. I jog the 10 feet back to my patrol car and switch it off. With the siren off, I can suddenly hear hysterical screaming from the backyard of the house. “My baby! My baby! Please help him! Jesus! My baby!” I jog down the driveway and squeeze past a silver sedan. “Chevy Malibu” my mind notes. Cop brains do that, noting details in the heat of the moment just in case they’re important later. When I get around the car I’m in a dimly lit back yard. I see my partner straddling a kid, 12 or 13 years old. My partner is young himself. He’s in his early 20s and a hard charger, just a few months out of the academy. Probably also explains why he got there first. My partner is doing chest compressions. Everytime I see somebody doing CPR the song “Staying Alive” pops into my head. We were taught to do the compressions to the rhythm of the song. “Ah ah ah ah, staying alive, staying alive, ah ah ah ah, staying alive.” CPR and that song are permanently linked in my brain. I look at that mom. She’s in her early 30s, hispanic, wearing a white tank top and covered in tattoos. She’s also losing her mind. Literally rolling around on the ground screaming hysterically. You know those videos from the wars of the Muslim mothers wailing and screaming over the bodies of their dead sons? Like that. I look back to the kid. He is clean cut, has short hair, no ink. He is wearing basketball shorts and no shirt. I definitely didn’t immediately think “gang member” or “criminal.” Mom snaps me out of it by grabbing me. I turn to look back at her and she’s yelling in my face and falling on me. “Do something! Help him! Please Jesus help him!” “Ma’am. My partner is doing what he can. The ambulance is on the way. They’ll be here any second.” I noticed that her lips were red. Bright red. I guess mom really wanted to complete the chola look. She lets go of me and goes towards my partner, screaming. I grab her by the waist and pull her away. She kicks her legs and flails. “Stop! You’re not helping! If you want to help your son you have to calm down! Tell me what the f***k happened!” Well that didn’t help. A couple of paramedics come trotting into the backyard and relieve my partner. They start working on the kid and we find out that he’s been shot 2 or 3 times in the back. We have to drag mom into the front yard because she won’t stay away from the paramedics. As we pass the Malibu, I notice that the back window has a few bullet holes. A few camera crews got to the scene wicked fast. They have police scanners and there isn’t much going on at the time of the morning, so the street already has a couple of news vans. As they’re setting up their cameras to shoot, mom is writhing in the front yard hysterically. It was surreall. Myself and a couple of other officers are just standing in a circle around this lady while she is in the throes of hysteria. Still not having any story about what happened, I notice that the front door to the house is ajar. I knock and call out police. No answer. I step into the dimly lit living room. Nobody else is in the house. I can tell. I hear a chime and look down at the coffee table. The kid’s iPhone is laying there. A text message pops up on the screen. The sender has a cutesy girl’s name, and the text reads, “(name of victim) I think I love you. I want to try having sex.” Weird. I shake it off and walk back outside. Somebody is getting the story from the mom. She had just come home from a party, and her son had walked out into the driveway to help her carry things into the house. A dark colored SUV pulled up at the end of the driveway and a young black male jumped out of the passenger seat. “F***k you Mexicans!” he yelled before he started letting off rounds. The mom and the son ran towards the back yard, away from the hail of bullets. That’s why the son got hit in the back. I see my partner, the one who was doing CPR a few minutes ago, standing a little ways down the sidewalk. He is breathing hard and sweaty. CPR is hard work. I walk up to him. “What the f***k man? I mean, what the f***k happened?” “I just got here dude. I heard the yelling in the back and I ran back there. I saw the kid. I started doing chest compressions and I told the mom to give him breaths. Blood was coming out of his mouth man.” Red lips. Damn. What kind of asshole am I? That wasn’t lipstick on mom. It was her son’s blood. She was trying to breathe life back into her kid and got his blood all over her mouth. The kid died. There were many hours of CSI combing the scene and taking panoramic videos and 3-D scans. By the end of it all I was just exhausted and kind of delirious. We found out later that the kid’s older brother was a gang banger. He had gotten into a fist fight at his high school with a member of a rival gang over a girl. The kid that he beat up came to the house looking for a little street justice. He must’ve seen the 13 year old in the driveway and thought it was the older brother. Damn stupid way for a 13 year old to die. Damn stupid reason for mom to get those red lips. Sometimes when I see girls with red lipstick I go back to that moment. Mom is hanging on me, screaming for mercy and begging for her baby’s life. Just another one of those things I’m going to carry around forever I guess.”


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“Blessed Are The Peacemakers-Our Police Officers”

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Virginia Tech Shootings © Samina Iqbal. 2015

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Police Officer’s Job Is Not A Job Its A Calling-Lets Thank Them For All The Freedoms We Enjoy.



It is the police officer – not the reporter, who protects freedom of the press.

It is the police officer – not the poet, who guards our freedom of speech.

It is the armed police officer, training in the use of deadly force, ready to defend the innocent against aggression and the weak against the violent, standing ready to serve and protect even with his life if necessary.

It is the police officer who preserves your rights to keep and bare arms. It is the police officer – not the politician, who insures freedom of assembly.

It is the police officer – not the campus organizer, who safeguards the freedom to demonstrate.

It is the police officer – not the defense attorney, who reads Miranda warnings and informs defendants of inalienable rights.

It is the police officer who is willing to disclose all evidence, even evidence which may weaken a case, in order to protect the innocent and insure that justice shall prevail.

It is the police officer – not the preacher, who safeguards our liberties, including freedom of religion.

It is the police officer – not the judges, who seeks out witnesses, thus preserving rights of the accused.

It is the police officer, who salutes the flag, who serves beneath the flag, and whose coffin is draped by the flag, who allows the protester to burn the flag.

It is the police officer, who vigilantly serves the public, protecting society from evil, and preserving all our freedoms.

(By Sgt Les Langford

Utah Highway Patrol)






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A seasoned criminal’s advice and blessing to his aspiring to be criminal young son



A seasoned limping criminal’s (with a chewed up leg by a Police dog) advice and blessing for his aspiring-to-be-criminal young son, “Son, do no favor in life unless you really have to, take no chances in life unless you really have to, trust no one in life unless you really have to, and May you always be chased by a Police dog with a touch of arthritis.



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“I have to ticket you, please forgive me my love”

Police Officers Giving Woman Traffic Ticket

Police Officers Giving Woman Traffic Ticket

The day is glowing with incandescent sunniness,

Divine is the air and nature hums

melodies of bliss,

It is so nice to see you in all your loveliness

with a heavenly smile to light

up the world with your prettiness.




Going fast, even in a fast lane?

Flying on the wings of desire my love!

This leaves me wondering as if,

You want to make yourself free from self

in one stroke! to vanish into oblivion

and emptiness.


Flee from speeding, away from trouble;

take the path of safety, far from this danger.

Take this advice from me

as a sign of compassion, 

of care, of concern, of love

for sake of your secureness.


Life is rushing onward from moment to moment. 



It’s onward rush is so visible,

but the next turn is unseen:

may that which is hidden

not fail you! Life Surprises us

with its un-predictableness.


If you be observant and vigilant,

You will see at every moment

the response to your action.

Be perceptive my love

for something is fashioned

in outcome of every action of our fickleness.


I have to ticket you my love,

to protect your humanness

from fading into nothingness.

May Luck be with you,

I am a Police Officer

to us is the sacrifice!…

Police Officer Writing Up Ticket

Police Officer Writing Up Ticket

Too many innocent lives are lost everyday due to speeding. Police officers as first responders witness the gruesome reality in its most raw form. Lets save ourselves and our protectors from trauma and observe speed limits.

© Samina Iqbal. 2014


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“Look out for each other. Remain vigilant, but know that Canada remains strong and free,” says the Honorable RCMP Commissioner Bob Paulson

(A terrorist attack occurred on October 22, 2014, in Ottawa, Ontario, Canada, when Michael Zehaf-Bibeau fatally shot Corporal Nathan Cirillo, a Canadian soldier on ceremonial guard duty at the Canadian National War Memorial. He then launched an attack in the nearby Centre Block parliament building, where members of the Parliament of Canada were attending caucuses. Zehaf-Bibeau was killed inside the block in a gunfight with parliament security personnel. Following the shootings, the downtown core of Ottawa was placed on lockdown while police searched for any potential additional threats.)


Honorable RCMP Commissioner Bob Paulson addressing the media after the attacks.

Addressing the media after the attacks Honorable RCMP Commissioner Bob Paulson said, 

“This is an unsettling event for all of us. Though we are calling on everyone to remain vigilant, I want to stress that you are safe. Your families are safe.

It is disheartening and frightening to anyone — police included — when a senseless act of violence takes place in Canada.

I would like to acknowledge the response of RCMP members, Parliamentary security and Ottawa Police officers, who rushed into a dangerous and volatile situation. We had a total of 400 resources deployed to Parliament Hill yesterday. This included investigators, intelligence, emergency response teams, technical support, crisis negotiators, incident commanders, tactical troops and more.

I realize there will be many questions regarding the RCMP’s role in protecting the Parliamentary precinct.

I can tell you, it is certainly a challenging security environment.

We must balance the need to be responsive to potential threats and risks to our Parliamentarians, their staff and the general public, with the freedom to allow for secure and democratic access in and around our institutions of government.

I want to close by thanking the public who respected and tolerated the security perimeters established in downtown Ottawa yesterday, along with the many other citizens who patiently waited in lock-down until the scene was secure.

There was a large volume of people at the scene of the incident and it took time to process them and ensure their safety.

Your co-operation was invaluable to officers who were trying to get a difficult job done under very stressful circumstances.

I also want to acknowledge the media who took time to sift through facts in order to provide timely and accurate information to the public.

We understand that when such terrible incidents happen, there is an appetite to know as much as possible — as soon as possible.

Trust that we want to provide you this information, but we also must respect protocol regarding notification of kin, along with protecting the integrity of the investigation of an incident that was still ongoing at the time.

Our investigation continues and is complex in scope. We will be increasing our uniformed presence for the immediate future by adding an additional rapid response capability.

Be assured we have the right people working to accomplish the large task at hand.

We ask for the public’s continued patience as we continue to investigate this matter.

These tragic events underscore how we all must take active measures to ensure we protect the safety and security of all Canadians.

Look out for each other. Remain vigilant, but know that Canada remains strong and free.

Stay safe.

Thank you.”

(Here are some photographs of our first responders and our protectors on the fateful day. These are the moments we must honor and salute our protectors and not sell them short. In these critical times we must extend our full cooperation and support to our brave heroes who keep Canada safe and free for us to live  and enjoy a safe and beautiful life.)



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(My prayer for our RCMP heroes)

“If the divine powers take note of the dutiful in any way,

If there is any justice anywhere,

and a mind recognizing in itself what is right,

May the gods bring you your earned rewards”.

(Virgil, The Aeneid, Book 1, 1.603)

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Police officer buys mom a car seat instead of giving her a ticket


Such acts of kindness and compassion remind us of the importance of feelings of care for each other in society. Police officer sets an example that believing in goodness makes us better human beings than doing what is right all the time. Police officers set examples of greatness for us. We must support and thank them for their goodness. Samina.

Originally posted on kplr11.com:

cop buys car seat

EMMETT TOWNSHIP, Mich.–A Michigan police officer turned a traffic stop into an act of compassion.  Now he’s getting a lot of attention.

When he was called to respond to a report of a child in car without a car seat, he met young mom Alexis DeLorenzo and her 5-year-old daughter.

“When I spoke to [DeLorenzo] she was very forthcoming and knew that the child should be in a booster seat,” Officer Hall told FOX 17 News. “She admitted that she was wrong and that she had recently fallen on hard times.”

Instead of ticketing her, Hall told DeLorenzo to meet him at a nearby Walmart so he could buy her a booster seat.

Officer Hall says a ticket wouldn’t have solved the problem and that buying the seat was the easier $50 he’s ever spent.

“It’s something that anybody in the same position, in our position would do…I in no…

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(Blood-soaked master key…ready to be re-used)↑

A Police Officers’ biggest dilemma is to prevent the misuse of Master Key.





After a wearisome day, exhausted, feeble and on the final phase of life, the old tenant dropped on the bed. His wish and desire was a calm, peaceful sleep. The confidence in the security of the room and  faith in the lock seemed like a prayer come true. Suddenly, he heard a click on the door. To his absolute disbelief his locked door opened quietly and quickly, as if with divine intervention. He could not catch a glimpse of anyone, the room being dark, but could recognize a familiar odor of sweat, cigarette and bad breath. As the pungent smell grew stronger and stronger his identification of the person became vivid and visibly clear. He shouted out in a trembling voice, “I have paid my rent, then why are you here?” There was no answer. A hand with a plastic bag was fast approaching his face. In confusion and panic he pressed pre-programmed 911 on his cell. While the shadow was approaching he could hear the operator saying, “Police officer is on his way, just hold on and talk to us loudly.” In a distance sirens of police cars could be heard, as the shadow with the plastic bag withdrew in the dark.

The moment the master key is made our security is compromised. Timely intervention of a Police Officer is our only hope of survival.



Sometimes managers of buildings who have access to every room in the building being in possession of master keys, can compromise the safety and security of the people who live there. Managing capabilities are not obligatory in this situation. They are cold-hearted, well-calculated, merciless slayers who meet their preys with a smile and concern, and the same evening they take their breath of life away with no remorse or regret. A person with the master key can control the circumstances and the outcome of life of those living under the trust of a master key.

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Master Key Set200

“If a key opens many locks, it’s a master key.” (unknown)

A master key operates a set of several locks. These master-keyed locks are configured to operate with two, or more, different keys; one which is specific to each lock (the change key) and cannot operate any of the others in the set, and the master key, which operates all the locks in the set. A common misconception is that Master keyed locks are more secure than single keyed locks. One standard 6 pin cylinder, which was designed to be operated by only one key, can be operated by up to 2^6=64 keys if there are two shear points in each chamber.



A lock is only as strong as the key that opens it and is protected and not compromised. A person who holds the master key holds in his hands the life of those whose locks can be opened, if their trust is betrayed their lives will be lost. A good master key holder will never see himself/herself worthy of trust again.



Floating key is the most perilous of all since it goes from hand to hand, place to place. It may not be the only floating key, there could be many for the same purpose. Floating key makes its pathway as an army tank. It multiplies in number and leaves a trail of devastation and deadliness behind.

In our time of passwords and other securities that can also be called master keys can have devastating effect on human life, if abused. As the security needs of today’s world are

Old key 1constantly evolving, the GPS tracking device and GPS tracking software are becoming more practical. Once only thought of as a tool for large businesses, the GPS tracking device is evolving as a cost effective solution to security and business management problems. Keeping track of master keys on any college/university campus’ or big businesses is a costly and time-consuming undertaking.  The use of a GPS tracking system and a GPS tracking device attached to every master key can eliminate the misplacement of keys and the possibility of those keys ending up in the wrong hands.  In the event a master key is lost, GPS tracking software can be used to pinpoint its exact location and allow administrators to quickly recover it.

Harm caused by one single master key can outweigh harm caused by any other weapon of destruction.

“A very little key will open a very heavy door.” Charles Dickens, Hunted down.

“The moon seemed to veil herself before the bold looks of Satan. The night was cold. All mmagethe doors were closed, all the windows darkened, and the streets deserted….. Everything around us bore a death-like aspect. It seemed as if, when day came, no one would open their doors; that no head, of woman or of child, would look out of those dark, dull windows; that no step would break the silence which fell, like a pall, upon all around…… At last we reached my house.

“You remember it?’ said the fiend

“Yes,’ replied I, sullenly, ‘let us enter.’

“First,’ said he, let us enter.’

“ First,’ ‘we must open the door. It is I, by the way, who invented the science of opening doors without breaking them in. In fact, I have a second key to all doors and gates-with one exception-that of Paradise!” -James Hain Friswell.


640px-Rubens_B116 (1614) Christ giving keys to St. Peters.

(Christ Presenting the Keys Of The Kingdom Of Heaven to St. Peters. Painting by Rubens 1614.)

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“When I was young my Father said the only two great professions in life were that of Policeman or a Fireman,” says John J. Rigo, Texas’ Poet and Commentator.

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DSC_9468 TU copy. All ready to serve and protect.

My dear blogger friends, today’s post is based on the comments left on my “About” page by a great poet and a human being John J. Rigo, Texas’ Poet and Commentator (http://texaspoetry.net.). So rightfully, he recognizes and acknowledges the enormous impact of the generosity and caring attitude of Police Officers in his childhood. It surely is a pleasure to read these feelings of gratitude. Since I believe,  

“In recognizing the humanity of our fellow beings we pay ourselves the highest tribute.” Thurgood Marshall.


Winner of the Collin County Texas’ Poetry Award, John J. Rigo

John J. Rigo, Texas’ Poet and Commentator (texaspoetry.net) says:

July 18, 2014 at 2:37 am (Edit)

“My greatest memories of police personnel is in Harlem, New York City as a child. My parents were very poor. Each Christmas, the Police organization of New York City “PAL” put on a free one day show for poor kids in the area with a two hour show, presents and candies. It was the only Christmas presents that my brother and I received for many years in my childhood. When I was young my Father said the only two great professions in life were that of fireman or a policeman. I was never neither, but always they held my admiration. One of my poetry works did involve the police personnel of the McKinney, Texas Police Department. Many of the men and woman printed the poem and carried it with them. It brought me great joy to learn of that.”

(This childhood experience of John J. Rigo highlights the kind nature and the spirit of giving of our Protectors. )

“Kindness is a magical spell-performed by enlightened beings-meant to enchant hearts and lift weary souls that they might fly.” Richelle E. Goodrich.

John J. Rigo, Texas’ Poet and Commentator further granted me permission to copy his poem and wrote, “The poem is in the heading of my blog site: http://texaspoetry.net. It is under a prayer to Saint Michael, the arc angel who is the saint of police, firefighters, emc personnel, and paratroopers. So I was told by the former police chief of the McKinney Police Department in Texas. You are welcomed to copy.”


“A Prayer to St. Michael, The Arch Angel” copyright 2009 by John J. Rigo, upcoming “Passion Amidst Apathy.”

Saint Michael
the Arch Angel
I come before you
a soul made in the image of our God and Lord.

Forgive this human form that I bring before you
which is but the temporary host of my soul.
I humbly ask you to be my Defender in overcoming
the temptations of the Devil that approach me each day
from my physical life on this earth.

Protect me and defend me so that I may bring
greater glory and worship to my God and Lord.
When death finally releases me from this world
be at my side as I approach the Lord of my future home.

I render you all my praise and joy in His name.
Oh Protector
that I wear about my neck each day
in rememberance of my prayer to you
keep me ever mindful of God’s Love for me.



“The sole meaning of life is to serve humanity.” Leo Tolstoy.

(Thank you John J. Rigo (texaspoetry.net.) for sharing your personal childhood experience with us. I thank you for allowing me to copy your lovely poem. I honor and respect you. Samina.)

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