Earlier than Richardson police Officer David Sherrard was shot and killed, I bumped right into a veteran Dallas police officer I hadn’t seen in a number of weeks. He is an enormous, imposing determine who seems to be like he ought to be enjoying defensive finish within the NFL.
Not a man you’d need to get cross with.
We talked concerning the on a regular basis stresses of his jobs in a division that is still shorthanded and stretched to the max.
I made a casual comment about how robust it have to be simply to cope with routine calls. His ears perked up. “Man, let me inform you,” he stated. “There is no such factor as a ‘routine’ name. You bought so many individuals out right here with psychological sickness, doing that K2 and different medicine, you simply do not know what you will run into.”
His phrase, haunting and trustworthy, got here dashing again to thoughts as I watched our group take in the demise of Sherrard, who was buried Tuesday. However even on this hour of sorrow and grief, time didn’t stand nonetheless for all of those that pin a badge on their chest, proper above their hearts, every day.
In a painful, tragic twist for regulation enforcement officers across the nation, one other police officer — a commander — was shot in downtown Chicago simply as providers have been getting underway in Dallas for Officer Sherrard, who was killed whereas responding to a disturbance name at a Richardson condominium the place one other man, Rene Gamez, additionally was fatally shot.
Meaning nationwide we’ve lost 16 officers, together with one federal agent, as of Valentine’s Day. Most of them — a dozen fallen roses — have been gunned down responding to calls — a reminder of the risky, treacherous work of first responders.
No two days, no two calls are ever the identical.
Nothing might be taken as a right.