Last year I was in an auditorium, beaming with pride as my
son Joshua was sworn in as an officer of the law. It took quite a while to read the name of
each new officer, present a certificate, a smile and finally a handshake. It was about half way through the
presentation and after my son had taken his turn walking across the stage that
my mind began to wander… My little boy is all grown up. Where did the time go?
I thought of the time Josh was in 5th grade and came
home after school with two friends and the beginnings of a black eye. Of course, I freaked out a bit. He and his friends explained what had
happened.
Josh had been walking home from school when he saw a boy he
knew getting pushed around and teased by a group of 6th grade boys behind the school. Josh
yelled and stood between the bullies and the boy laying on the grass. But the bullies didn't back down. Josh leaned down to help his friend up just
as someone tried to kick his friend.
Missing the boy, but kneeing my son right in the eye. Then someone called the boy “The N word”. Minutes later two of the bullies were laying
in the grass and the third guy was apologizing.
The following day just happened to be picture day. Josh’s 5th grade school photo is
one of my favorites. I’m not at all
surprised he has ended up in career where he helps people and enforces the law.
I thought about the time not long after he started the
Police Academy, when for Family Night (FHE), after the short lesson, Josh practiced getting handcuffs on and arresting
bad guys. The part of “bad guys” was
played by his two teenage brothers and they took their roles as “drunken drug
dealer” and “angry bank robber” seriously. And they loved every minute of it. “Is that
the neighbor boy running down the street, in handcuffs, being chased by Josh?” Yep, the Haskell’s must be having family
night again.
Bad guys - you've been warned.
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