No, I'm not a cop. I wouldn't last a day doing that work. I can only be on my toes for 5 minutes a day, not 24/7! Lol.

My dad was a cop, and that is the environment I grew up in.....cops, cops, and more cops.

We had a family friend (another officer) who, due to stress on the job, went home and shot himself, his two children, and his wife. He came to our house that day and waited 2 hours for my dad to get home. Dad was late...and this officer never got to see him before he fell apart.

Yes, the site is very touching. If you are in Canada, they have just begun an advertising campaign for PTSD among emergency personnel. I haven't seen the tv ad yet, just snatches of it.

The poem on the site opens your eyes a bit, doesn't it?

Hugs,
Sandy