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My wife was on a business trip in Washington over the winter. She got into a really nasty accident on Mt.Ranier during an ice storm and was crushed into her car by two tractor trailers. They cut her out. The cop drove along with my wife to the hospital and sat with her until she got in touch with her family and answered all our concerns and worries. He gave us his work and home phone number. All his help was beyond his official responsibilities and the state of Washington needs to clone that guy. I wrote them a letter commending him. I hope it didn't get him in trouble? I remember the letter that a female mail carrier was the subject of, commending her work as a local carrier. The follow-up to the atta-boy letter was to quantify this woman in the bureuacracy. She was late fired from the postal service because her stride did not measure the minimum distance called for under mail carrier rules. They spent a month tailing her with a tape measure. This was under the Clinton Administration. You know, the one put in office by the female vote?????

In the future, if I'm going to commend a cop, I'm going to ask if it's OK before I write the letter. The 80% might eat him alive.

We've never had a bad experience with law enforcement, if anything, they have always gone above and beyond. Last November my son's truck was stolen at the Auburn-Alabama football game. He walked to the Police Station to report the theft. Since there were 75,000 vehicles there, the officer who assisted him drove him around for a couple of hours in the hopes the boy couldn't remember where he had parked. It was in fact stolen and sadly, never recovered.

Then a couple of weeks later while borrowing his grandmother's car, a deer ran out in front of him. He over-reacted, slammed on brakes, and skidded into a tree. He broke his leg in two places and totaled my mom's car. The State Trooper who investigated the accident met us at the hospital and stayed with us for about an hour. Although we never saw the deer that night, he stated he had heard it walking through the woods after we had all left in the ambulance. My poor son (we call him Lucky) felt somewhat vindicated with that update.

I've never met a policeman that wasn't there to help.