Sarge007

Location:
Asheville, NC
Gender:
Male
Service:
Police Officer / Deputy Sheriff / Other Sworn Position
Status:
Actively Serving (has access to L.E. restricted areas)

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Hobbies:
Shooting, Martial Arts, Fishing, Hunting

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    jlb975

    about 6 years ago

    Thanks for the add .................. God Bless and Stay safe.

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    wcp3rd

    about 6 years ago

    Tim Thank you for the invite. Stay safe and healthy. Bill

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    soldier007

    about 6 years ago

    Thanks for the invite Tim. Stay safe and have a great week.

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    Anonymous

    about 6 years ago

    Thanks for the add. Stay safe out there and always watch your 6.

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    Anonymous

    about 6 years ago

    Thanks for the invite. Stay alert and stay safe "AIRBORNE"

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    claw2009

    about 6 years ago

    Hey Tim,
    Just dropping by to say hi and hope you are having a great week!

    Clorissa

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    uncledennis1

    about 6 years ago

    Timmy: Hows it going boy? Dennis

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    DeputyMo318

    about 6 years ago

    Be safe too man

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    Sheriff_1

    about 6 years ago

    Thank you for the invite. Be safe and be careful up in those mountains. Not too far down the road from you in WS.

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    Anonymous

    about 6 years ago

    Thanks for the invite!!!! Have a good one!

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    BARNDT

    about 6 years ago

    thanks for invite

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    FIRECHIC437

    about 6 years ago

    Thanks for the add!!!

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    Smokeyfyre

    about 6 years ago

    Thanks for the invite boss. Stay cool up in the mountains.

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    claw2009

    about 6 years ago

    Hey Tim,
    Hope you have a great weekend!

    Clorissa

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    Jtccss3

    about 6 years ago

    The young man came forward, his face drawn and sad
    And he held out his hand, displaying his badge.
    The old chief rocked slowly and put his hands in his lap
    And shook his head gently, and said, "What is this crap?"

    The young cop sniffed, and from his eye wiped a tear,
    "I've given you my best for almost one year.
    But I make no difference, as I once thought I could,
    There is far more evil out there than is good."

    The old chief stared up into the young rookie's eyes
    And tried to recall something clever and wise.
    "Tell me" he said, to the once eager young cop.
    "How many DUI's in a year have you popped?"

    "Forty-two," the rookie replied with great pride.
    "And had you not, how many more might have died?
    It's not how many are arrested, now, is it?
    It's how many less accident scenes you must visit."

    The kid hung his head, and flexed his strong hands,
    "But, sir," he said, softly," You don't understand.
    "We're greatly outnumbered, the drugs are the worst,
    The schools are like hell and the streets , they are cursed."

    "Dealers breed like damn roaches. On the kids, they all prey,
    And even when arrested, they are out the next day."
    The old chief set his jaw, and tapped a red finger,
    And on the young cop, his eyes sadly lingered.

    "If one little kid cannot get connected,
    If one pregnant junkie finds the strength to reject it,
    If one lousy addict decides he can beat it,
    If one crack-head in a million says I just don't need it...

    Then you...have removed his greatest temptation,
    If only for a night, it might be be his salvation,
    And wars are not won by those who say: Screw it.
    They are won by the men who decide they can do it.

    The rookie pulled up an old wooden chair
    And running a hand through his shock of brown hair,
    "But what about the children and poor battered wives?
    Why can't we stop it and fix all those lives?"

    "Each time you set foot in that same, run-down house
    Each time you go back to bust that same dirty louse,
    For the children and wife, the violence has ceased,
    If for only a few hours, you offer them peace."

    "You cannot dictate their sad chosen path,
    You cannot stop his booze-laden wrath,
    You can't pack their belongings and cart them away
    But you can prevent murder for just one more day."

    "But sir," he said, his heart heavy like lead,
    "I know there are dirtbags who wish I were dead,
    But the public, the press, the politicians fling mud,
    And who says thank you when we shed some blood?"

    The chief pursed his lips, his answer unknown
    For he knew it was this pain that hurt to the bone,
    "There's no easy answers for the ache that you feel,
    But appreciation and praise just ain't part of the deal."

    "The respect, gratitude and admiration, too
    Will not come from people who can't do what we do.
    You ask for a sense of honor and pride,
    My advice, my son, is to look deep down inside."

    The young cop stared down at the badge in his hand
    And he knew he would not resign as he planned,
    For he saw the badge now as not just something he does,
    It was not just a symbol...It's what he was.

    Poem Called: Not Just A Symbol