The Amputee Policeman

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Three Crazy Days in the Life of a Young Police Platoon

Three homicide in three work days. That’s enough to keep any urban street platoon busy.  However, as my young platoon worked the first homicide on the first day, they also simultaneously worked two business robberies and a missing 13 year old with the mental capacity of an 8 year old. Turns out the 13 year old had an 8 year old READING LEVEL, but how was her mom to know!!! Geez.

On the second day as we sat in rollcall listening to me tell my platoon how kick ass they were from the day before, unbeknownst to us, that day would include another homicide and the opportunity for my young platoon, of young moms and dads, to see the body of a dead 3 year old lifelessly laying in the middle of Broadway, dimly lit by the red and blue police lights.  And although I’m a pretty hardened sergeant and former homicide detective, I found myself bumming cigarettes from people that night.

Finally on that third day back to work after two days off, and after many of us found trouble getting our significant others to talk to us about the pictures burned in our brains from the tradegies of earlier in the week, we get dispatched to a drive-by shooting that included a guy getting shot in the head and a little 5 year old girl that was struck by the crossfire as she inocently sat in her home.  Fortunately, the little girl will survive with a hellaciously long road ahead.  Unfortunately my young platoon got to deal with yet another senseless and incident child victim laying unnaturally bloody and bandaged in the middle of the street while they and EMS tried to stabilize her.

Proudly I watched as my young platoon did everything right on all three days. As they helped victims, as they gathered witnesses, as they taped off the scene. As they started the paperwork.  For any saltly old sergeant like myself, this was a defining moment for me because I constantly am empowering my officers to be so self sufficient that I’m not needed… and thats what I witnessed on all three days.  A group of great people, as I call us, our disfunction and loving family, kicking ass on a job that very few people are cut out to be able to stomach.  I’m proud of them, they should be of themselves.

And then next week will come and we’ll do it all over again….Because they are just that awesome.

Even after 18 years of working as a cop in the toughest parts of Louisville, I still see things that are unexplainable….

Or as the PC police would say, “They made a bad choice.”  Which doesn’t seem to make rape, murder, robbery or burglary feel any better…

Oh so true! How many times have I said this in almost 17 years!


Police Mishaps

Ok, not really police related.  But when i got into my personal vehicle after getting out of my police car, i accidentally hit the car alarm button on my keys to the police car which was parked beside me.  Thinking i hit the alarm on my personal car, i hit the alarm button to turn it off, but actually turned it on!  Now with two car alarms blaring next to me, i played a sort of whack-a-mole for the next 30 seconds trying to get them both to turn off! 

Yes, this was done in a public lot while i was wearing my uniform!  Cool points and my man card was taken away for the day…

Cop Humor! True dat!


Hard to Believe!!


Literally 6 months after I had my amputation, this pictures was taken for the local newspaper.  It was not without a ton of pain and hardwork though.  If I can do it, anyone can.  Keep believing and never let life win!


Something to Think About…

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The answer to, “What the Hell is This About?”

Nothing like a hot selfie to start the new year off right!

Nothing like a hot selfie to start the new year off right!

In response to the above question that I get on a weekly basis, here is my answer to, “What the hell is this about?”

Well, I  am a cop…  A one-legged police sergeant cop to be exact.  Many moons ago, April 4, 2003, I smacked the hell out of tree with my body while riding a motorcycle and, as you could imagine, it did its fair share of damage, more specifically and among all the other damage, it cost me my right leg above the knee.  Talk about costing an arm or leg?  Sheeww!!  Anyway, that’s the price I paid to be alive today.  I was re-sworn back on the department in April 2006 after not walking for two and a half years and then went on to work as a co-pilot in our air unit and as a homicide detective even being featured on A&E’s hit show First48 Season 10 and 11.  (Look for the big, ugly, balding, limping, cant-do-nothing-right, one-legged detective that went to therapy for self-esteem issues.)

I even wrote a book about it entitled, “The Serious Business of Laughing at Life.”  because laughing at life and myself is the best entertainment around.  Follow my blog as I talk about my life, things related to being one-legged, others times about being cop, and when I just want to be a comedian or amateur photography.  Keep posted.

And now you know Europe, Americans ARE crazy!  Kevin

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