Police Officer Says He Won’t Answer the Calls When He’s Needed.

Police officers have one of the hardest jobs in the world. It’s extremely rare for them to go into work and have a good day. The very nature of their work is fixing problems for other people and saving lives. And the problems they fix are often dangerous problems. Big problems. Every single day, they go to work knowing it could be their last day. Every day, when they kiss their spouses and children goodbye, they leave and go put their lives on the line, and their family knows they may not come home. They’re trained to be constantly on their guard and they are on edge every minute of the day. Are they appreciate enough? Not really. Yes, we know that there are stories of bad cops. We know injustice happens. But for the most part, these brave men and women are ready and willing to put their lives on the line to save ours. They deserve respect and we should remember their sacrifices. Read this gut-wrenching story, which has been circulating on the internet recently. We don’t know if it’s true, but it something everyone needs to read.

“Today, I will not answer the radio call that your boyfriend has come home drunk and is beating you again.

Today I will not answer the radio call that your 16-year-old daughter, who is very responsible, is four hours late coming home from school.

Today I will not answer the radio call that your store has been robbed or your house has been burglarized.

Today I will not stop a drunk driver from killing someone. I will not catch a rapist or a murderer or a car thief.

Today I will not answer the radio call that a man has a gun or tried to abduct a child or that someone has been stabbed or has been in a terrible accident.

Today I will not save your child that you locked in a car or the child you were to busy to watch who went outside and fell into the swimming pool, but that I revived. No, today I will not do that.

Why?

Because Today I was killed by a drunk driver while I was helping push a disabled car off the highway.

Today I was shot and killed during a routine traffic stop to simply tell someone that they had a taillight out.

Today I was killed in a traffic accident rushing to help a citizen.

Today I was shot and killed serving a warrant on a known drug dealer.

Today I was killed by a man when I came by to do a welfare check because his family was to busy.

Today I was killed trying to stop a bank robbery or a grocery store robbery.

Today I was killed doing my job.

A chaplain and an officer will go to a house and tell a mom and dad or a wife or husband or a child that their son or daughter or husband or wife or father or mother won’t be coming home today.

The flags at many police stations were flown at half-mast today but most people won’t know why. There will be a funeral and my fellow officers will come, a twenty-one-gun salute will be given, and taps will be played as I am laid to rest.

My name will be put on a plaque, on a wall, in a building, in a city somewhere. A folded flag will be placed on a mantel or a bookcase in a home somewhere and a family will mourn.

There will be no cries for justice. There will be no riots in the streets. There will be no officers marching, screaming “no justice, no peace.” No citizens will scream that something must be done. No windows will be smashed, no cars burned, no stones thrown, no names called.

Only someone crying themselves to sleep tonight will be the only sign that I was cared about. I was a police officer.”

Understand, our police officers put their lives on the line for us every single day. They’ve got a tough job to do to maintain public safety and hold accountable those who break the law.

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