Archive for April, 2007

To Be Remembered

Friday, April 20th, 2007

He wanted to be infamous. He wanted notoriety. Not today and not on my dime. These are the names to speak out and remember…

Ross Abdallah Allamedine

Christopher James Bishop

Brian Bluhm

Ryan Clark

Austin Cloyd

Jocelyne Couture-Nowak

Daniel Perez Cueva

Kevin Granata

Matthew Gwaltney

Caitlin Hammaren

Jeremy Herbstritt

Rachael Hill

Emily Jane Hilscher

Jarrett Lane

Matthew La Porte

Henry Lee

Liviu Librescu

G. V. Loganathan

Partahi Lombantoruan

Lauren McCain

Daniel O’Neil

Juan Ortiz

Minal Panchal

Erin Peterson

Michael Pohle

Julia Pryde

Mary Read

Reema Samaha

Waleed Mohammed Shaalan

Leslie Sherman

Maxine Turner

Nicole White

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VT

Friday, April 20th, 2007


Click to give to The Hokie Spirit Memorial Fund

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Everybody

Wednesday, April 18th, 2007

I became a police officer 23 years ago and on my second night out I had an experience that set the course for my career and changed my life forever.

I was with a contingent of officers who responded to a shooting at a truck stop on the west side of the city. I was riding with the sergeant and when we arrived we saw the victim lying on the parking lot pavement bleeding from a bullet wound. His injury was fatal and he died moments after our arrival. It was at that moment when I witnessed his death that I had an experience I will never forget.

Although the shooter was still on the loose and things were moving quickly, it seemed that time stood still for me as a picture came to my mind of an older couple sitting in matching recliners and watching TV. I felt as if the wind had been knocked right out of me as I realized that this man lying on the pavement in front of me was somebody’s somebody. It was as if I was given a glimpse into his world and saw his parents going through their normal routine with no idea of what had just happened. Their world had just crumbled and they didn’t know it…but I did.

What an awesome knowledge and heavy responsibility for anyone to carry. I think that was the first time in my young life that I actually realized that everybody is somebody’s somebody. Everybody. Whether they are someone’s father or mother, brother or sister, son or daughter, aunt or uncle, girlfriend or boyfriend, best friend or acquaintance…whatever it may be, everybody is somebody’s somebody.

God taught me a life-changing lesson that night in the truck stop parking lot and I have carried it with me to this day. I often speak of it when I teach at the Academy in hopes that our new officers will never forget the significance of the lives they encounter. I know that the moment I fail to remember that everybody is somebody’s somebody is the moment I don’t need to be in this profession anymore.

The events at Virginia Tech reminded me of this experience all over again. I heard one of the reporters talk about some of the officers who reported hearing cell phones ringing in the pockets of the students as they were carried from Norris Hall. The officers knew it was the parents and loved ones desperate for any word on their well-being. I can tell you what went through the minds of those officers…“They don’t know their world has just crumbled, but I do.”

Everybody is somebody’s somebody and every soul, every soul, EVERY soul that left the campus of Virginia Tech Monday morning was somebody’s somebody. Every soul.

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Silence

Tuesday, April 17th, 2007

Out of respect for the many lives lost yesterday, The Bone will be silent today.

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Pancake Puppy

Monday, April 16th, 2007

Little Libby went for her first walk a couple of days ago. No, let me rephrase that…she went for her first combination walk and carry. Allow me to elaborate.

It was a beautiful Friday afternoon and I decided it would be good to take a walk up to the drugstore to pick up my prescriptions. The drugstore is only about a half a mile away so it sounded like a good idea. Then I got the even brighter idea to take a pup along for the walk. I chose Libby. That is when the bright idea began to fade…rapidly.

Due to Libby’s harsh first few weeks in this world, she is still afraid of things outside of her comfort zone. The comfort zone includes her home and her backyard…that’s about it. When she’s in the zone, she’s happy-go-lucky and prances with the best of them. When she steps outside of the realm of perceived safety, she “pancakes”. Picture a puppy flattening itself as close to the ground as she can get and refusing to budge…“pancake”. Add to that an uncontrollable shaking and even the Grinch would be moved to sentiment.

The first “pancake” episode occurred as we left the front yard for the street. A tiny bit of coaxing and we were back on our way. Suddenly, a large metallic monster rounded the corner and panic set in…“pancake”. My neighbor was driving the monster (Ford Taurus) and, upon seeing Libby’s reaction, slowed to a near crawl and coasted to his driveway. God bless that man. The danger had passed and Libby once again decided to go forward.

Want to know what happened next? Click here (more…)

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The Cast of BoneCollector

Sunday, April 15th, 2007

Hello everyone. I’ve decided to take a page from SilverBlue and list the Cast of BoneCollector. Some of these folks have been referenced in the hallowed halls of my blog and some have yet to make an appearance but I will attempt to name them all here. More will be added over time.

Mama & Pops – This one shouldn’t be too hard to figure out.

The Girls – My babies. My sweethearts. The loves of my life. Sophie, Mollie, and Libby are my three pups and they adore their Mommy.

Serenity on the Lake – This is the name I have given my home. It backs up to a small man-made lake that is lined with trees and teeming with fish and various waterfowl. I love to sit out on my little deck and just listen. Serenity…an absolute necessity in my life. I will not do without it.

SilverBlue – A GREAT friend and a really gentle spirit. He is a technology guru, a music fanatic, and an awesome photographer. He lives in the Shenandoah Forester with his housemates, Tink and PoloRandy.

Georgia on My Mind – My best friend and absolute sister in God. She is Georgia through and through but currently lives in Florida close to her son and her Grand Man. She is the one person in this world that I could call and say, “I need you” and she would be on the next plane out to me. What a blessing to be her friend.

Aunt Joyce – The Queen of all Things Both Great and Small…smile…She is my cemetery hopping buddy, along with Aunt Gaynelle, and the one I love to spend time with every summer. She is actually my late Grandmother’s baby sister and a true jewel in my life. I’m so proud we are family.

The Kid (a.k.a. Barbara Jean) – My oldest niece, a nurse, a thorn in my side…just kidding…and the closest thing to a daughter of my own I will probably ever have. We have a blast together. For a better understanding of just what a Barbara Jean is, tune into Reba one night and then pray for me.

Baby Boy – The Kid’s intended and my soon to be nephew-in-law. He’s awesome to her and I wholeheartedly approve.

The Boy – My oldest nephew. He’s a newshound, a kind man, and in search of himself and his path in life. I enjoy him immensely.

Inspector Gadget – My boss and, if I do say so myself, the best boss in the world. This guy is great. He loves to laugh, enjoys a good practical joke, and keeps lots of toys in the office…hence the Gadget part of his name. He also is addicted to satellite radio, classic mystery movies, and the TV show, The Office.

Lynnie Lou – This one is a little hard to describe right now as things are a bit askew with us. We have been friends for a long time (in fact, she is my Girls’ Godmother) but we are not too good at disagreeing with each other. I guess that could really be a good thing since it means we don’t disagree much but, for right now, we are having a difficult time of it. She lives with SleepKeeper and She Who is Afraid of Yellow Vehicles.

Soul Sister Twin – A good friend at work who has my heart. We have been friends for too many years to count and it is safe to say we will always be friends. Even though she is black and I am white, we refer to each other as “Twin”. I have even been known to lurk through the hallways of work wearing her hair (a wig of course) while she hides in my office. She has to hide…afterall, I am wearing her hair.

Crouching Tiger – Hidden Agenda
– Unfortunately a real thorn in my side. This creature roams the halls looking for any and every opportunity to take umbrage at something. Keep a very wide berth and watch your back.

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ROAR…Yeah, Not so Much

Friday, April 13th, 2007

There are some people we all have to deal with on a nearly daily basis who, I am sure, we all wish would just go away. Do you have someone like that in your world? I do. I shall bestow upon that creature the moniker of Crouching Tiger – Hidden Agenda.

This person seems to always be watching for the slightest hint of misbehavior in someone so that a complaint can be made and serious offense can be taken. You know the type. Always on the offensive. Always looking for the slam or cutting remark. Creating an offensive situation out of a completely innocuous statement. We have all learned to step lightly.

Sometimes, in an attempt at humor, Crouching Tiger – Hidden Agenda will make a completely off-color remark and end up being the only one laughing. Humor is definitely not this one’s forte. In the off chance that a remark actually does draw some laughter, we will all be condemned to hearing that same remark repeated incessantly for the rest of the day in hopes of getting another laugh. Ugh. Perhaps it is time to start planning a safari expedition.

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Cna yuo raed tihs?

Friday, April 13th, 2007

fi yuo cna raed tihs, yuo hvae a sgtrane mnid too

Cna yuo raed tihs? Olny 55 plepoe out of 100 can.

i cdnuolt blveiee taht I cluod aulaclty uesdnatnrd waht I was rdanieg. The phaonmneal pweor of the hmuan mnid, aoccdrnig to a rscheearch at Cmabrigde Uinervtisy, it dseno’t mtaetr in waht oerdr the ltteres in a wrod are, the olny iproamtnt tihng is taht the frsit and lsat ltteer be in the rghit pclae. The rset can be a taotl mses and you can sitll raed it whotuit a pboerlm. Tihs is bcuseae the huamn mnid deos not raed ervey lteter by istlef, but the wrod as a wlohe. Azanmig huh? yaeh and I awlyas tghuhot slpeling was ipmorantt!

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All in Favor Say “Aye”

Friday, April 13th, 2007

John Podhoretz of the NY Post has written a great article and I totally agree with him. See what you think:

Let the Liar be Named & Shamed

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Stressed to the Max

Wednesday, April 11th, 2007

Today is the day for me to lose my mind! Oh yes it is. There are federal government lawyers in my office poring over my files. Okay, not so much MY files as the department’s files. It is all stemming from a class action lawsuit that I will not get into with you all here for obvious reasons.

At this moment in time, it is my job to keep MY hips out of court. They are in my office simply because I am the keeper of the files and the guru when it comes to what’s in the files. Of course our City Attorney is keeping watch over me as well so the government lawyers don’t slip me up and get me to say something I shouldn’t say.

Oh, I kid you not. The government just had their own copy machine delivered to make copies of whatever they deem necessary. Good Lord. This is simply unreal. I’m just waiting for the “Men in Black” to show up next.

Did President Shrub approve torture yet? Pray for me.

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