Wednesday, March 15, 2006
Just a note before bed
I'm breathing a short sigh of relief after hearing the news third hand, then finally from a quick phone call from my son, that a prisoner attempted to escape today and my son had to make a very difficult decision as they were apprehending him. I'll know more when Bubbie has time to tell us everything about it but he did not have to shot the inmate and he's very thankful that he didn't have to and his Momma is very thankful that her son is safe.
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Holy crap! But I guess that's just par for the course, eh? Sheesh.
Glad to hear you son is safe - what a scary job. I thank your son for doing this, a large contribution to society that we overlook so often.
Holy Shit Brenda...
..have you noticed all the Canadians on your blog start there sentences with "holy" ?????
Anyway I'm sure it was too close for comfort. I didn't realized you son worked in a prison. Scary to say the least.
Holy moly, and I ain't Canadian. Thank the good Lord no shooting happened!! I, too, appreciate those who put their lives on the line. God Bless.
Thank goodness he didn't have to. I know it may be part of his job at some time, but it's part you hope never happens. And thank God he's safe!
Dont you just hate that cold chill that comes over you when you know your baby is in danger?
Before Tim went wacky he was a fireman and EMT, and he was always going in to burning houses, and one night I was listeneing to the scanner and I heard him and his conversation with his cheif, TIm was in a burning attic, with the roof falling through, and the floor on fire, and I was in a panic, because I could not be there. I could hear him yell when something fell, and it was a very bad night until I heard they were wrapping up and going home.
Every time I see images of those men on horseback I think of your son. Thank God he's alright.
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