GOOD NEWS!!!!

Five. Years. Cancer. Free!

Yep, I did it! I can't believe it! What a milestone!!!!!

Yea me!!!!

Why Did the Tornado Cross the Road?

To get to the other side!

This was the scene near my mom's house on Saturday. I don't know who was more scared me or her. AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

Twofer :)

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I hate June. Why?? Because it seems like everything happens in one month so that everyone can go on vacation in July and August. We had Cub Scout camp out, preschool graduation, Nephew 8th grade graduation, Niece 8th grade graduation, Football, Baseball, TBall, Irish Dance WHEW I am tired from typing it all.

I am now assigned to the academy. Yes, I will be teaching. Right now I am trying to learn from all the great teachers already assigned there. There are some really good ones. You know they are good when they take a subject that can really put you to sleep and they make it interesting! I am so impressed!

I am still trying to adjust to the 0400 wake up. It's not easy. I do like that there is a kick ass gym at the academy and that I am allowed to work out everyday! Yippeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee.

Everything in one post.

My gosh! I feel like the last month has flown by. Every single time I start a post, something calls me away from the computer and I never finish.

Let me go back to meeting Peg! It was CRAZY and wonderful all at the same time. Thank God she is cute and just glossed right over the paperwork to get Moby on his flight. PS Peg, I swear I got a new cartridge for the fax machine. Moby is the cutest dog I have ever seen and Peg really is a SAINT. I picked her up, we went to lunch we took Moby to the Cargo area and I took her back to the airport so she could go home. Had she told me her plans ahead of time I would have just picked Moby up at the airport and dropped him at Jordanian Airlines. But I am glad that I met Peg. Really glad!

DC. Dc was wonderful this year. We had almost perfect weather, wonderful company, and we made the most amazing, meaningful side trip. My trip roomie Terry has a nephew at Walter Reed Medical Center. He lost both of his legs 2 days after Christmas. He has had several surgeries and is rehabbing right now. Terry wanted to go see him. I was afraid for what I would see there but I knew that my friend would need support. We were talking about it at the bar and two of our friends heard us say we were going. They both decided they were going and one was going to play the bagpipes. As we sat out in front of the hotel the next day waiting for Jim to tune his pipes, three other people asked us where we were going. We told them and they joined us. Everyone wore their dress uniform (except me because I was playing photographer) we took the bus there and walked up to the hospital. Nothing could have prepared me for what we saw there. I mean I have been a cop for 16 years now. I have seen dead babies, people hit by trains going 50 mph,people dead for weeks or months, people with their heads blown off, and brains splattered all over the street. I have never been as deeply moved nor will I ever get the images from Walter Reed out of my head. EVER. We marched to the ward where Terry's nephew was. We marched in to a promotional ceremony (by request) we marched in the cafeteria and most importantly we marched into the orto area. There sat before me at least 30 boys, and I say boys because some of them didn't look older than 18 sitting there missing their limbs. Some with no legs, some with one leg and one arm, some with no legs and one arm. Those images are etched into my brain. I will never forget. They all sat crying (along with me) as the bagpipes played several fight songs, God Bless America, and Amazing Grace. It was truly AMAZING. Those boys were so thankful that complete strangers took their time to visit and play the bagpipes. I am assuming they only see family while they are there. As we walked out of the ortho room and stood in the hallway waiting for Terry to say goodbye to her nephew a young boy with two prosthetic legs approached us. We said God Bless You and thank you for your service to him and he stopped dead in his tracks. He said " you guys are the real heroes out there everyday making this country safe." "Thank you!" All of us were teary eyed after that. So as sad as that part of the trip was, it was inspiring! A few photos are attached. When people heard what we did they decided that we would be making a group trip next year. :)