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Sunday, November 20, 2005

The Thin Blue Line



"Cowards die many times before their deaths,
The valiant never taste of death but once."

William Shakespeare

8 Comments:

At 20/11/05 9:18 PM, Blogger gonorr said...

certainly was a sad day.
thoughts with family and friends,

 
At 21/11/05 12:00 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Couldn't agree more.
Terribly sad loss.
My heart goes out to her family friends and colleauges. . .

 
At 21/11/05 5:35 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

not got the words.
condolences to her family.
be safe

 
At 22/11/05 1:17 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

"Destruction is not the law of humans. Man lives freely only by his readiness to die, if need be, at the hands of his brother, never by killing him. Every murder or other injury, no matter for what cause, committed or inflicted on another is a crime against humanity."
Mohandas Gandhi

I will still join the Police, guns or not.

Fool

 
At 22/11/05 10:41 PM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Now I'm worried, I just got my collar number and division.. Guess where I'm headed.. Bradford South!!

:-s #

Andy

 
At 23/11/05 10:08 PM, Blogger Scully said...

Andy...in general Bfd South isn't too bad compared to some places within the Force...but then again it is Braford. Give me Wakefield, Huddersfield or Halifax any time.
Brian, it's a thoughtful blog entry today and our own words can't really sum up what we are feeling. God Bless Sharon and her family.

 
At 24/11/05 6:52 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

LOL - well I most likely couldn't have gone to Wakefield or Kirklees as I live in Kirklees, That left Bradford and Leeds really.. I got bradford lol.. ah well.. still looking forward to it, just might make sure I find some propper body armour of my own before I start!!

 
At 2/12/05 1:52 AM, Anonymous Anonymous said...

Condolences from a fellow officer. It is to the credit of her colleagues that they carried on professionally, even though emotionally they must be shot to bits. A colleague from my station was killed last year, I cried then as I am sure you cry now. I just hope the public fully appreciate the risks that she took to stop them being exposed to the same risks, and the price she paid. An echo from history -
"They shall not grow old as we that are left shall grow old, age shall not weary them, nor the years condemn. At the going down of the sun and in the morning, we shall remember them. Their names live for evermore."

 

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