Back in the 1980's I was one of the lucky street cops.
My kids weren't around yet or were young enough while I was still regularly wearing a uniform and on the street that they didn't get too much peer pressure. Once in a while a teacher would give my son a bad time about who his dad was but not much more than that. My son did see a guy spit on me one time when we were in the mall back in Nebraska shopping for a gift for his mother. Fortunately the guy was as bad at his spitting aim as he had been trying to punch me out the night before and missed me.
Once you get into an administrative position or a chief's position, there is less likelihood of other kids harassing your kids too much because you are not out actively arresting people, usually.
Unfortunately, that wasn't the case tonight for my daughter. She arrived home from an event tonight pretty much in tears after a number of kids had given her a bad time about... believe it or not... the drug arrests that both Faribault and Northfield Police Departments conducted way back last fall. Apparently a few of the relatives of these kids found themselves in jail as a result of the arrest of individuals who were charged with 1st degree (yeah that's the most serious kind) of drug sale and distribution (cocaine mostly). Ironically, some of the sales of these drugs were to kids. There were kids living in the homes of these drug dealers who were about the same age of my daughter.
I digress...forgive a father's ramblings.
Based on what my daughter told me, it would appear that these kids have sat in on a number of discussions where the adults have been discussing how they will get revenge on the cops, specifically myself, for rounding up a bunch of folks who prefer to sell drugs to kids and other vulnerable (cocaine by the way), adults in our communities, rather that go out and find an honest occupation.
It brought home again to me the same emotions I felt when
I posted the confessions of a police chief a while back after we found a "hit list" with our names on them in the possession of a bunch of meth users. I'm still planning on letting you know who the names are of those who had the list, once that investigation is done by the way.
It reminds me of the sacrifice my drug agents make going out and putting the safety of themselves and their families at risk tracking down those who supply drugs to our communities. How would you like to go to a drug raid and find pictures of your kids on the playground at their school? How would you like to go into a meth house and find your picture on the wall with a bullseye on it?
It reminds me how difficult it can be on an officer's family members when the cop goes out and does their job, the one the community expects them to do, only to have members of the community harass their family because they do it well.
It's not only kids either. I've spoken to officers who have told me of problems their spouses and significant others have in dealing with people who aren't real happy with police officers. No surprise that cops who are on the job when they get married often get divorced the first couple years after they do get married. Their spouse just can't take the stress. No wonder we lose good police officers to other occupations because they get tired of the risk to their families. It's also why it's difficult for law enforcement people to develop friendships and social circles outside the law enforcement community.
I remember a couple years ago, I was sitting in a Northfield eating establishment when I overheard a conversation between two individuals who were quite vulgar about a member of my department. It happened that I knew about the incident they were talking about and it was nothing like the conversation the two were having. Since they were talking loud enough so the whole establishment was in on the conversation, I made a point of walking over, introducing myself and giving them my business card and suggested they might want to meet with me so I could give them the real facts of the story they were spinning. They never took me up on my offer but the rumors they started that day persisted for nearly a year.
Serving in public positions requires public scrutiny. It's an important part of the accountability of public service. With that said, however; slanderous and misrepresentations of fact are not. Fortunately, in Northfield, we are blessed with an abundance of educated and caring individuals who ask if they have questions and work to get the facts straight. An observation that is not lost on the members of our department, by the way.
Next month is National Law Enforcement Memorial Month. We will be remembering those officers who have given their lives so the rest of us can be safe. I regularly post memorials to officers who have died in the line of duty. I consider it an honor and an obligation to share their names and story with you.
We will be holding an officer memorial service in May. I would encourage you to come out and show your support for the men and women in this community who work very hard to keep Northfield a safe place to live. Let them know that you appreciate what they do. Let them know that it IS worth the frustration and the risk because you appreciate and respect what they do.
As for my daughter, my wife and I will dry the tears and I'll remind her again of the need for police officers and that her dad and his associates must be getting the attention of the right people and I will promise her that I will continue to get the attention of the right people because that is the right thing and the honorable thing to do.