To Protect and Serve
As we were walking up to the Greeley Stampede entrance, I noticed a row of motorcycles that belonged to Greeley’s Finest. I can never (rarely) pass up a chance to photograph things that are lined up in a row!
Now, to preface the next paragraph, I am not about to kiss up. My dad was a cop (police officer) for 20 years in a suburb of Chicago. I truly love and feel comfortable associating with them. I grew up with them. I visited the station many, many times. My first born had his first (and only I hope) mug shot with my dad when he was one month old. Having a cop in your family almost makes the other officers in the department part of your family too. As for feeling comfortable, haha – you can even ask the officers who belong to the motorcycles. I just walked up to them and said, “Hi guys!”
Boy, I got a little off course there! What I want to say is thank you – to each and every one of you officers – for the awesome job that you do protecting us. I always try to thank police officers, firemen, and military personnel for the job that they do – every chance I get.
More from the Stampede later!
This is the end of the post. This next part is a personal rant if you’ve got the time to read it:
It really bothers me when some people think that the police are the enemy. Yes, they’re the people who are probably doing something wrong. When I was in high school, I had this one girl always heckle me – “Pigs daughter”. I hated that! Why do I mention this out of the blue? It brought it all back to me today when my husband and I were watching a rerun of the old TV show, Adam-12, and a bird was saying it! That was on my mind when I was editing the motorcycle pictures. Phew! Thanks for ‘listening’! 🙂