What it Really Means to be a Police Officer in Modern Times

TAPD-Corporal Les Munn

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What it really means to be a Police Officer. Texarkana Arkansas Police Corporal Les Munn put it to words in a recent facebook post.

This very personal post really shows the depth of Officer Munn’s caring for the citizens that he is entrusted with protecting. It’s public servants like him and his fellow officers on the Texarkana Arkansas police force, that makes us proud of them.

Here is the story in Les Munn’s own words. It’s very touching.

I was getting hungry after a long day at work, so I pulled my unit into a local restaurant for a quick meal. I rarely sit down to eat and today would be no different. As I was standing in line to order, I felt eyes on me, so I looked around and there was a child about 10 years old staring at me. I smiled and waved, she waved back. So I got my order placed and moved to an area out of the way when she came up to me. I expected the usual wanting to see everything on my utility belt and ask questions, so I said how are you? She said I am going to pray for you and I was caught off guard. I hadn’t expected that and she said you look sad and tired. I stopped and tried to smile, but my face just wasn’t having it.

The child’s parents came up and I said yes, I would love for you to pray for me. I said I know I am not much to look at, I am old, bald, and a bit worn out. The wrinkles on my head have come from all the worrying about all the people I try to help, you see not everyone wants our help. She nodded at me in understanding and asked what happened to my smile. I admitted I have a hard time smiling from time to time. I said often I see things that steal my joy, she looked confused.

I said the wrinkles are from my worries, as I try to save every child in need. The scars on my hands are from the many battles fought with people not wanting to be arrested. The scars on my knees come from the many people I have done CPR on or held on to them while they bled. The marks on my neck are from the burns of the hot fire as I entered a burning home looking for the people still trapped inside. The limp in my walk is from the tore knee I suffered chasing a thief that had taken from an innocent person.

The arc in my back is from the years of wearing 30 lbs plus of gear and fighting with the people who have hurt others. The dent in my head is from being thrown into a vehicle and waking up in a hospital. The look in my eyes comes from the many hurting children I have talked to and listen to their stories of pain and suffering at the hands of those they love. The smell I cant get rid of is the smell of burning bodies and injuries at the scene of a crash or a house fire. The torn elbows bleed and have scar from wrestling with a drunk driver as he tries to flee from an arrest. The caution in my speech comes from the many opinions screamed at me by those who don’t know me but chose to judge me.

The social awkwardness comes from the night I was shot at point blank range, but he missed by God’s hand. The smile struggles to appear daily when the constant reminders are carried with me daily on all parts of my body. Those reminders are forever worn on my body and in my head to ever be erased or forgotten. But my smile does reappear, it comes back when I remember the dad I saved from dying, the child I found lost in a tragedy to be returned to the parents unharmed. The mother who needed help delivering a newborn child on a cold wet night.

The smile returns when triumph returns in the face of tragedy. I carry these scars as a reminder not only of the battles fought and lost, but of the people who still live to love another day. A child still has a parent, a father and mother still have a child, and a sibling still has their best friend. A life still has a second chance, so I still carry my scars and my smile.

God bless the peace officer.

We would just like to echo what Corporal Munn said. God bless the peace officer, and God bless public servants like Les Munn.

We will certainly pray for you and your fellow officers.

 

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