aztrooper

Location:
Buckeye, AZ
Gender:
Male
Service:
Federal Officer / Agent
Status:
Actively Serving (has access to L.E. restricted areas)

Personal

Hobbies:
Shooting, Fishing, Hunting, Camping
Favorite Movies:
Wild Hogs
Favorite TV Shows:
MASH, MONK, PSYCH
Favorite Music:
Country, and Classic Rock

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    fishcop2925

    over 2 years ago

    Just stopping by to say Hi. I hope your weekend is great.

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    Barb1976

    almost 3 years ago

    Dropping by to wish you a good weekend. Had been very busy the last days. The weather isn't the best at the moment. We already got some snow on the top of the mountains. I miss the summer already. Take care. Barb

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    JJ1

    almost 6 years ago

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    sweet_T

    over 6 years ago

    Thanks for the add and all you do to keep us safe. Love from the South, Tina

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    Jaiman

    over 6 years ago

    Thanks for accepting the friend invite!! Stay safe!!

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    Anonymous

    over 6 years ago

    This poem is dedicated to all Police Officers who made the ultimate sacrifice.

    A Part of America Died

    Somebody killed a policeman today,

    and a part of America died.

    A piece of our country he swore to protect,

    will be buried with him at his side.

    The suspect that shot him will stand up in court,

    with counsel demanding his rights.

    While a young widowed mother must work for her kids,

    and spend many long, lonely nights.

    The beat that he walked was a battle field too,

    just as if he'd gone off to war.

    Though the flag of our nation won't fly at half mast,

    to his name they will add a gold star.

    Yes, somebody killed a policeman today,

    in your town or mine.

    While we slept in comfort behind our locked doors,

    a cop put his life on the line.

    Now his ghost walks a beat on a dark city street,

    and he stands at each new rookie's side.

    He answered the call, of himself gave his all,

    and a part of America died.

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    SrtUnit2576

    over 6 years ago

    The Final Inspection

    The warrior stood and faced God,
    Which will always come to pass,
    He hoped his shoes were shining,
    Just as brightly as his brass.

    “Step forward now, old warrior,
    How shall I deal with you?
    Have you always turned the other cheek?
    To my church have you been true?”

    The warrior squared his shoulders and
    Said, “No, Lord, I guess I ain’t,
    ‘Cause those of us who carry guns
    Can’t always be saint.

    “I’ve had to work most Sundays,
    And at times my talk was tough,
    And sometimes I’ve been violent,
    ‘Cause the world is awfully rough.

    “But, I never took a penny
    That wasn’t mine to keep.
    Though I worked a lot of overtime
    When the bills got just too steep,

    “And I never passed a cry for help,
    Though at times I shook with fear,
    And sometimes, God forgive me,
    I’ve wept unmanly tears.

    “I know I don’t deserve a place
    Among the people here,
    They never wanted me around
    Except to calm their fears.

    “If you’ve a place for me here, Lord,
    It needn’t be so grand. In life
    I didn’t expect nor need too much,
    So if you don’t, I’ll understand.”

    There was a silence all around the throne,
    Where the saints had often trod,
    As the warrior stood quietly.
    For the judgment of his God.

    “Step forward now, my warrior,
    You’ve born your burdens well,
    Walk peacefully on Heaven’s streets,
    You’ve done your time in Hell.”

    Author Unknown

    http://www.prudence-group.com/tms.htm

    Officer Reyes