The Thin Blue Line

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http://www.beaumontenterprise.com/news/local/50643882.html

Whenever a society forms, there are unfortunately darker aspects that are deviant and destructive. Some brave men and women take it upon themselves to shelter the rest of us in their heroic care. We hardly think about it - sometimes we joke at their expense, other times we tense when seeing lights in our rear-view mirror. But for the most part, our lives are seemingly unaffected by the daily efforts of these great men and women. Nothing could be further from the truth. Our lives are blessed daily and constantly by the countless selfless acts of people who have chosen to protect us. They keep the darker, more violent, even evil portion of our world at bay so that we may be at peace. For that they deserve our respect, our gratitude, and our remembrance.

God bless Deputy Detweiler. God bless his family. And God bless all those who put on the badge each day and go to work to serve and protect.

Thank you, each of you.

Comments

Jeanette said…

So heartbreaking!

One of my dear friends was a police officer who died in the line of duty.

They make a tremendous sacrifice and are often hated/loathed for the service they provide.

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