I am married to a police officer. I try not to dwell too much on the dangers he faces at work. However, when I hear a siren it's hard not to wonder. Is that him? Where is he going? What's he going to find when he gets there? Living in a city with a smaller police department, the chances are usually good that it is him.
I know that he is careful, and aware, and very good at his job. I also know that there are really stupid people out there. Most of his days, in fact, are spent dealing with incredibly stupid people as opposed to dangerous ones. Still, I'm always glad when the end of his day rolls around and he comes home, all in one piece. :-)
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