It’s no surprise that to many who know me personally that I could refrain from speaking out about the shootings that took place in Dallas less than three hours from where I live. I knew one of the officers. His name was, Brent Thompson. I knew him through contacts since moving to Houston in 2012. Brent was a father, a grandfather and a war veteran but more importantly, a good solid individual.
I have no doubt that the other officers who died that night were just as worthy of such acclaim and I cannot even understand the magnitude of this event, My heart goes out to the families, and especially the children left behind. It will either drive them into following in the footsteps, or will take them in a different direction.
Each day that I arise I thank God for the years in law enforcement where HE protected me, and continues to do so today without doubt, unlike the coward less act of these evil men and perhaps women who took it upon themselves to kill without the officers having any warning whatsoever.
I am proud to say that I wore the uniform, that I did so with respect, and honor, while today it is even more dangerous than it was 10 years ago. WE are fighting an evil that is spreading like wildfire, and if something is not done to change the course of this evil, our world and our country will forever change.
The Black Lives Matter Movement is significant but so is the other lives that walk the streets to protect and serve, who put themselves in harm’s way to allow protest to take place, hopefully in a peaceful manner, but never with the intent of shooting and maiming individuals because of their beliefs system.
This is a short post because the tears that well up in my eyes keep me from seeing the words I type, and my heart is hurting for not just these officers who died, but for this country, the land of free, the brave, One Nation no longer Under God…..