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Nothing Glorious About Death
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Nothing Glorious About Death This blog is my contribution to The Seventeenth Virtual Symposium: The First Time. Disclaimer: this true story involves death and some shocking stuff. Proceed at your own risk. I do not care what anyone says. No amount of law enforcement training can prepare anyone for the first time an officer gets called out to work their first homicide case. But before I get ahead of myself, perhaps I should back up and start from the beginning. I have a lot of experience with firearms. My dad was a career law enforcement officer, rising up through the ranks to police chief. I grew up on a farm, exposed to firearms and listening to my dad share stories about his experiences working homicides. I joined the military while still in high school and spent the summer after my junior year in basic training learning how to shoot M-16 A1 and A2 rifles. While deployed during Desert Storm, I witnessed atrocities of war- seeing deceased Iraqi soldiers riddled with bullet holes as our convoy made its way through the Iraqi desert. Somehow, that did not bother me. After I exited the military, I joined the National Guard and cross-trained as a Military Police Officer and was subsequently hired to work as a civilian police officer. During three months of law enforcement academy training, I was expected to qualify with my department issued weapon, a Sig Sauer 45 caliber. In spite of being issued such a powerful weapon, I managed to qualify with it during the academy. While there, we worked "mocked" homicides. With my experience plus three months field officer ride along training, I felt more than adequately prepared to handle whatever homicide challenges awaited me as a rookie cop working the night shift. I mean after all, how likely would I reasonably expect to deal with death working in a small Kansas community of 45,000 people? Death came knocking at my rookie door on a warm September night in 1994 one week after I graduated the field training program and started working solo. The alert tone on the police radio alerted all officers to a major crime in progress. I remember hearing the tone and when dispatch gave the address, I cringed and felt my adrenaline soar as it became clear that the crime was in my beat or assigned location. Myself and numerous other officers responded to the scene with limited information. A shooting had occurred. No other details were known. I exited my vehicle with my weapon drawn and we set up a perimeter around the residence as the suspect was still inside the home. The shift commander ordered the suspect out over the PA system as officers awaited further instructions. Shortly after being commanded out, the suspect exited the residence clutching a in front of him as a human shield that appeared to be about two years old. Her nightgown had blood stains on it. She was lifeless and blue. Behind him, his hysterical wife came out carrying their slightly older , also lifeless and bloody. Once the suspect was in custody and the scene cleared, I was assigned the task of interviewing the mother of the . As a parent, my training had not prepared me for working this type of case. I had to separate my own parental anguish from the crime that had been committed. It was hard to fathom a parent could take the life of their own innocent . Subsequent to the crime, all professionals who had worked the double homicide, including EMS, doctors, and medical staff had to attend a trauma debriefing by a police psychologist. I continued to work other homicides and shootings during my four year law enforcement career but the memory of that first one still haunts me 22 years later.  Please visit Participants List For The Seventeenth Virtual Symposium The First Time and read the other contributions to The Seventeenth Virtual Symposium: The First Time |
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Being in law enforcement was one job I never considered and those in that career have my thanks and respect. Death is difficult enough when it is in line of duty among those who know and accept the risks, but when innocents are involved it is hard to understand and deal with. What a very rough first time.
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I give the Police & Law enforcement a lot of credit. For what situations they are called to, like yourself, that must have been awful to witness. I have a lot of respect for you & all the Police Women and Men out there. I have a few friends that are on the police force.They don't get enough credit for the hard work they do. God Bless them!!!
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2/28/2016 8:43 am |
Brutal story. It's hard to carry the memory of events like that...I hope that you manage it well. Thank you for sharing something that must be terribly painful.
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Bonjour Myelin Je ne m'attendais pas à lire une première fois aussi dure ♥ Bisou ♥ Poton ♥ Annie ♥ Hello Myelin I do not expect to read a first time as hard ♥ Kiss ♥ Annie ♥
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The murder of children is unfathomable to understand! 
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There's just no amount of training that can take away the horror of seeing some of the things we do to each other. Situations like that you can never "un-see". Pagan  Hmmmm....I know I left that wand around here somewhere!
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WOW!!!! Thanks for your years of service! Both Military and Civilian. I cannot imagine how disturbing dealing with a m under could be. Watching investigative shows on tv is so easy yet for some crimes it is still disturbing. Glad you made it through all. Hugs sexy! 
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nice..... cost of living is dying......everybody has to pay.... betrayal.....unfaithful...... part of life that u spend between birth n death...... its upto u what u do ..... keep it real...... 
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murderous death is traumatic to all involved. No one can really know how this will affect him or her! “Life is available only in the present moment.” Thich Nhat Hanh Come and read my blog! Become a watcher! veryfunnycple64 
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Wow, that is a horrible first. I hope that you took the appropriate time to process all that. And that you treasure your loved ones even more. Thank you, Kitkat The observant make the best lovers, I may not do right, but I do write, I have bliss, joy, and happiness in my life, Kitkat Come check out my blog KItkat1415 check out this post by me Adventures In Body Grooming #39 April Topic Link: What Lies Beneath If April Showers Oh Bloody Hell What Kind Of Weather Turns Me On Bloggers Symposium 40
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They say there is a first time for everything but not everything is all sweetness and light in life.  
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What a horrific first time! Stuff the nightmares made of. So sorry you had to go through that. Visit my blog It's a Mad, Mad, Mad World of NaughtyInSO, leave a comment, become a watcher. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ LIVE AND LET LIVE Be happy! ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
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You made telling that story look easy, yet assembling those heart-wrenching words as you did took courage and skill. I applaud you once again, my dear Myelin. Reading your blog I experience great tenderness and depth. Write on, Myelin. Write on! My featured post this week: Pulling Fantasy Sex Out of My Ass.
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dear myelin36 Thanks for this great post. We are here on a web site focus on pleasure and it is good to remind us that the life could horrible and what you have experimented is probably the worst. What you have done for your city, and for your country has been done also for the humanity.
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This is a horrific first time... but it is also a very valid interpretation of the topic. In this post, you've bared more of yourself than most people do in a thousand pictures (that's a million words, for those keeping count). The symposium isn't supposed to be about sweetness and light. At its best, its an exercise in seeing how many different interpretations can be applied to a single idea. This time around, many people wrote about first-time sexual experiences (perfectly valid, given the nature of the site) and a few wrote about births of their first children (which were lovely accounts) a few others brought personal perspectives which seemingly came out of left field... but which were not only valid but appreciated. Symposium contributions, like each person's blog itself, are highly personal. There are no rules for blogging except "keep blogging." As for this post itself: You've had significant experience in peacekeeping. But as you note, there isn't much that can prepare you for a scene like this. And readers needed to see all of the history you provided to appreciate why you turned to your current profession, which is a healing profession. Great post. Tough to write, I'd bet. Thank you. Stop in, read, and offer comments at my "swinging as seen in the media" blog, "Confessions of a Lifestyle Man" humorlife, which is also the home of the monthly virtual symposium. New post: The Virtual Symposium Returns Lets Pick A Topic
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