Sunday, June 29, 2008
Friday, June 27, 2008
Well this is another one of those "while I was on patrol" stories, but again it was one of while on the morning shift. Funny I can't remember what day of the week it was but I know it was a weekend so that narrows it down to either Saturday or Sunday. And for some reason I believe it was Saturday. It was fairly early on that morning. Our shift started at 0600 and we were on the streets by 6:30. I had zone five, that was the poor part of town, I had trained in that zone, and was familiar with it. So I was patrolling my zone which was a pretty good size one. Far as area, it was probably one of the largest. Several square miles, but I loved it. The area I patrolled was called the Ville. I don't know why it was called that, had been called that long as I can remember and as long as others remembered. But we can't call it that now. It is offensive, and we have to call it Southern Heights. I still don't know what it means, but even the people who lived there called it that. There were some really good people that lived in the Ville, some very old people for it was an old part of our town. But it had seen its better days, was getting pretty run down, with lots of drugs, and violence occurring. Low income apartments had been built in that area and now were pretty much shut down. They were old and dilapidated. Yes, it had seen better days in that part of town, now seedy characters lived there, and then the really nice people that could not afford to leave their residence which they had called home for years.
I was a Rookie. I had not been out on my own for very long. I knew the "rules", I had gone through the academy, I had made good grades. I was even pretty text book smart! Hey, I even had a college degree to boot. But that just didn't seem to matter this day. For I had Rookie-itis. I think it might be the same thing as "buck fever" for deer hunters. You get caught up in the moment it seems. Today I got "that" call. A burglary in progress. Two men had broken into a house down in the Ville, way down in the Ville and I was going to go. But someone else beat me there. That figures. And the bad guys had already left. But they had a description of the vehicle and direction of travel. I knew that area pretty well and I knew there were not too many ways in and or out. So I started going to where I thought I might catch up with them. The other officer starts calling out the description of the vehicle. A newer model white pickup occupied by two white males. Zoom, they went right past me. Man I slammed on the brakes, whipped around and started after them. I radioed headquarters stating I had the suspected spotted. Ok,this is a felony. They broke into an occupied dwelling house, burglary 1st degree, felony. I know how to do a felony traffic stop, I KNOW HOW TO DO IT. And you are suppose to have two cars to do it. Wait for backup, that is what you do. So just follow them till backup can get there. But we are going fast, I am not thinking very clearly, what do I do??? I turned on my lights and sirens. The driver of the vehicle pulls over. I have my car pulled behind him, offset a little to the left, I get out of my car and tell the driver to step out with his hands up. I have my .357 drawn and pointed right at him. The driver steps out and walks towards me with his hands up. He takes about three, four steps and then all the sudden the passenger jumps out of the truck. I yell at him to stop! Get back into the truck! He starts walking towards me. I order him back into the truck now. He looks right at me, his eyes are that piercing look, the look of I don't care what you say. His hands, that is what you watch, they slap towards his chest as he yells, what are you going to do? Shoot me? Well shoot me Bitch! Go ahead, kill me, what's wrong Bitch, can't you shoot me. Now I have to tell you, I WAS SCARED. The eyes, the body language, the verbal language, I knew I was not in a good position and there were two of them. I glanced at the driver, I told him "Don't you move!" He said, "I won't". I yelled at the passenger again, "Stop!, Get back in the truck now." He kept walking towards me, he kept yelling at me, "Shoot me, go ahead, shoot me @#$@!$. As he walked towards me I thought....I have about two choices, either I will have to shoot him, or I will have to get out of there. What that means is to get myself out of the kill zone. I got back into my car with the door still opened, put the car in reverse and backed up. I was still in my doorway, drawn down on the suspect when my backup arrived. Rick pulled in behind me and jumps out of his car. He runs up to my car and I quickly tell him what is going on, and now all the sudden the passenger acts like nothing is wrong. His whole attitude has changed, his talk, his demeanor, everything. Rick tells the driver to get his hands on the truck and don't move them or he will shoot his ass. (sorry! you all) and the driver looks at him and says "yes sir, I won't move!" We then approach the passenger who is starting to act a little froggy, Rick holsters his gun and grabs the guy. I holster mine and the next thing I know Rick has the guy in like a bear hug, spins him around and I yell, "take him down Rick!" Like I must be a cheer leader or something, how stupid! and Rick and the guy just fall straight down. Rick on top. I remember that sound to this day. Rick is a pretty good size guy and the passenger was not THAT big. Bigger than me, but not nearly as big as Rick. And I remember the sound of that guy's breath leaving his body. Ooossshhhh, all his air has been knocked out of him. We grab the guys hands and handcuff him quickly, and then yank him to his feet. We put him the car and then arrest the driver as well. As you have probably figured the passenger was pretty drunk, the driver not, but still caught up in the situation which is not good for him! And of course I got a talkin' to by Rick. I kind of got yelled at like, what the @#$@ are you doing not waiting for backup? Don't you know how to do a felony traffic stop? Yes sir I do. Then why didn't you do it? I don't know, I was afraid he was going to get away from me I guess. Next time you better do it right. Yes sir.
That was pretty much it. Still to this day I second guess myself. Would I have been within my rights to have shot him? He was unarmed. This was before Pepper Spray and Tazer guns. But I truly fear that if he would have gotten close enough to me he would have grabbed me. He would have tried to take my gun. I KNOW this, I feel it, I felt that day I would have died if he would have gotten close enough to me. Was I a coward to get back into my car and back up? Was I coward to not have shot him? Let me tell you, police work is not for the weak. You have to make split second decisions, and then you get to spend your next 20 years thinking about the should of/could of's if you're lucky. That was a day of life experience. No textbook could have prepared me for that. It would have been nice if I would have done what I was taught, it was a Rookie Mistake. Thank you God for being there with me. That was a close one.
Thursday, June 26, 2008
Weighing in at 5lbs and 4 oz. She is only five days old.
She is the tiniest thing I have ever seen.
Isn't she pretty?
Yesterday was not a good day for me. Had to make a quick trip to OKC
to help my daughter with a very stressful situation that was costly and stupid.
But even with all that she and I were able to clean out both bedrooms, her closets
and clothes, well at least the shoes and organize things a bit.
Today I HAD to make it to the grocery store and that took all morning.
Then it took a long time getting everything put away.
I HATE going to the grocery store.
But I did manage to get everything on my list and of course then some.
After nearly $200.00 I still have not shopped for our big
4th of July shindig.
Laundry needed to be done,
And I had to take feed out to my parents for the horses,
Spent time seeing the baby,
Talked on the phone with my favorite friend and cousin,
Going to bed NOW,
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
The flowers are pretty but the temps were hot! Anything is better than sitting in a classroom though. We even had willing volunteers to take pictures of.
This lady is a hoot. She keeps us all laughing and makes
the class a lot of fun.
But my favorite part of the class is about 8:30. We have decided
we take the class up the street to Los Cabos.
I love Mexican Food!!!
These are the night lights in the big town of Bristow.
Population??? 300. I don't know.
Ok, the stats show 10,000.
So to Bristow, OK
Sunday, June 22, 2008
So today I decided I needed to go get some more fireworks. Well, not really some more, just some. I didn't have any, just my parents, and I was needing a good firework fix. So we ran up to my Uncle Bill's place where his son has been selling fireworks for years. Daniel sells them to us at a very discounted price (Thank you Daniel and Uncle Bill, thank you ever so much!) and that allows me to buy MORE stuff. And this year is a three day weekend with the 4th on Friday. So the way I figure it, the 4th will be for three days. Get it? We will have to celebrate for three days in a row. Which is only fair because I sat at home by myself last year on the 4th and cried. I was not around family on my favorite holiday, was not shooting fireworks, and I don't know why I wasn't there. That may be my brains way of protecting me from bad memories....forget.
So of course you have to have some Black Cat fireworks. Oh yes, you must have them for the 4th or it just isn't American.
And then some Jumping Jacks. I like these too. Of course you can buy them by the pack, the little individual package, but why? I buy them by the brick.Of course smoke bombs are a must. Most kids shoot the little smoke balls, but not us. We shoot the mega smoke bombs. These are muti-colors, and we also have the white smoke military smoke bombs. They are cool too but I don't have any pictures of them. Mom and dad have them at their house.
I mean just look at this stuff. The red/white/blue flag is nothing but missiles. It is like a giant Saturn missile. It measures about 2'x3'. It is huge. Then I have the other two big giant blow up things that the flag is sitting on. I have a tall mortar shooter called Sweet 16. I have not had that one before and Teresa said it was really good. Of course I have Night Crawlers (like the old fashion black snakes, but you light a fuse and the snakes just grow.) for the kids. Do you remember how hard it was to light the Black Snakes? Just took too much effort. You had to use a match or really get the punk going good and usually you just could not do it with the punk. I got three of these semi-truck looking things that whistle, spark, and flame, they are for Caleb to shoot. They are pretty cool. Mom and dad got a bunch of those. Then we have the old Cracklin' Ball that is pretty cool and fun for the younger kids. Texas Whistler, or Chasers or whatever you want to call them, I grew up with them as a kid. I love them. They shoot down the road, whistle then blow up. I always loved them because you never knew for sure where they were going to go. Better be on your toes! I got a couple 2 color Space Ships, some M-2 crackers and one of my other favorites is the Strobe Lights. I love the 4th of July. Any one want to come over for brisket and the fixin's?
Saturday, June 21, 2008
Friday, June 20, 2008
Oh wait, then there are some bird feathers on the ground. Either there is a naked bird flying around somewhere or the dogs got a bird....yep, the dogs got a bird, found the rest of it later! Gross.
And if you can click on this picture to enlarge it, please tell me what kind of bird this is? A mixture between a cardinal and a blue bird??? It is a bright blue bird with a red/deep red underside. It is beautiful.This is the tree that lost all and I do mean all it's branches in the ice storm. Kind of interesting how it leafed out. Plus all the Canna's that are growing at the base of it.
Caleb has a bowl of corn, peanuts and sunflower seeds to feed the deer. We feed the squirrels in the morning and the deer in the evening. She has been coming in to eat twice a day. But today someone is having a party, loud music, and fireworks, so I doubt that she will come in to feed.
found a peanut, found a peanut, found a peanut just now, just now I found a peanut, found a peanut just now. (remember that song?)
Spilled the peanuts and corn on the table, not part of the song, but oh well, no big deal.
Throw the corn over the fence handful by handful. Makes it a lot more fun that way.
Oh heck with that, throw the rest of the bowl of food over the fence.
She is always in a dress, a skirt or something girlie. But that does not stop her. She will be six the beginning of the month and he will be 7 at the end of the month.
They played in the little creek very nicely together. I was proud of them both.
Rudy and Caleb played in the creek together too.
They both played in the water and then....
Someone got her dress wet. Guess who that was...
Thursday, June 19, 2008
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
Monday, June 16, 2008
Sunday, June 15, 2008
A family portrait.
That is my step brother, wait...
I think I AM THE STEP SISTER.
Because he is the GOLDEN child.
I love him too.
Saturday, June 14, 2008
Friday, June 13, 2008
This doe came right up to the fence to eat. I feed the squirrels corn, peanuts and sunflower seeds. I am guessing she likes it too. I threw an apple out last night and I think she ate it so she came back for more this morning. The neat thing is she also came back tonight for dinner. The dogs do not scare her. She ran off because "I" was yelling at the dog to leave her alone and quit barking. Rudy just goes crazy and kicks dirt with his hind legs, throwing it everywhere. It is funny. She just does not get bothered by them at all, however she does drive them crazy!!!
So after I raised the window and kept softly yelling at the dogs to leave her and to come back to the house, then she finally ran back into the woods.
Then I found this rose and decided I need to take a picture of it because it won't last long I am sure. This poor plant is nearly hidden by shrubs and other plants.
Of course Zoe is watching over things. She is getting old but is still the best dog. She doesn't get too excited about things, but she sounds terrible when she growls. Even in play, she sounds mean. But not a mean bone in her body.
Now these two are just silly. This brother and sister play together all the time. You would think Rudy (right) being the larger male would be dominate, WRONG. Callie is. She is also quicker and louder! Pretty isn't she? So is he, that just is not a very good picture of my handsome boy. I call him lover boy, for he is a very big baby and loves to be loved on. Sweet sweet sweet.
I also have a hummingbird feeder on the patio. Today was overcast, very cool (comfortable, about 72 or 73 all day!) with storms coming in again. So I think that is why everyone was in eating and in such good moods all day. I have several hummingbirds that come to feed and it is neat to watch the boss ones drive the others away. I wonder where the nests are and if I could ever find them. Scott says he can if given a couple days to do it. Don't know that we need to know that badly.
Thought this picture was a little better, and just different. I can't get a really good shot of the hummingbird though, darn it. Maybe I can learn how in my photography class????
And just another because I have a ton of them. I love the hummingbird and feeder. I mixed up some more juice today and filled it full.
And this little rascal was jumping from tree to tree. Why? Because he can. He was not really going any where, I think he was just doing it to torment the dogs, or to keep me from getting his picture. He might be on the FBI witness protection program and doesn't like his picture plastered all over the Internet. So if you recognize him please do not disclose to anyone his where abouts. His family wants to stay here where they can be safe and well fed.
Plenty of room on the patio for a "come and sit for a spell" for any one that wants to come and join me. I can fix you some coffee or even a diet coke. I am retired you know so come on!!!!