17 Comments on Police Officer Caught on Camera at 3 AM
Only two words come to mind, and they can be used to mean so many different things: Thank You!!
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Much obliged, Officer Montes.
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She is the type of person that immigrants should be, proud to be here, with appreciation and love for what this country represents. Good for her and God bless.
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Sorry to hijack, but if anyone here has been a police officer or first responder (SNS, I am looking at you and others), please let me know if there is a better way to thank you for your efforts and service).
Yes, I have been EMT certified, and done some volunteer work, but it is nothing compared to putting your life on the line every day
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There is more of that out there than the left wants to acknowledge and the right is able to see.
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I always give SNS thumbs up!!! Thats how I thank him!
{even when his comments are lame {never} haha}
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@gb – true, never lame, though sometimes long-winded 😛
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A good office. There are many of them and we all thank you for your love of our country and willingness to place yourself in harms way to protect us.
May God watch over you and keep you and your families safe.
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This is cool and all but I have only one litmus test for LE. And that’s the 2A.
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Excellent work!
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In this day and age, so nice to see. Thank you, Officer Montes.
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2A is no doubt the big line but seeing, for example, that lady sitting far from anyone else at the football game without a mask and getting tazed & arrested says there’s lots of little lines getting crossed every day.
I do believe if confiscation orders came down there would be a few cops that wouldn’t follow them but sadly I believe the vast majority would. The spirit of Henry Bowman lives so we shall see.
Still, this was nice to see.
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“but sadly I believe the vast majority would.”
A year ago I would have told you no way. But what’s going on in Portland, Seattle, etc is akin to the Nazi guards in the concentration camps. They were just feeding their families. I no longer trust LE.
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Yep. Cops especially.
I don’t believe my local sheriff would be knocking on doors though.
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RogerF
SEPTEMBER 26, 2020 AT 2:38 PM
…late seeing this, sorry, but just in case you stop by again, I thank you and @gin blossom for your kind words, although I’ll probably be long-winded about it ;).
Tell you a secret, I didn’t get into it JUST because I got cool lights that made people get out of my way (althogh that WAS something I put on my application), but to, myself, thank the same department for rescuing ME some time before that.
See, I wasn’t always the solid citizen you see before you, in my youth I did terrible things, like drive unlicensed dirt bikes on city streets when I myself ALSO didn’t have a license. This caused me to be kind of sensitive to police cars, and…more importantly…things that LOOKED like police cars.
Well, one day I was biking over to my bud’s house when I saw this white Crown Vic out of the corner of my eye. I didn’t have rear view mirrors on my not street legal bike, so I kept craning my neck to look behind me, at this maybe police car that was staying behind me.
Which was great until the road turned…and I didn’t.
I dumped the bike at a fairly good clip as it rebounded into the roadway off a carelessly placed fire hydrant, then slid down the pavement a good ways,using my knee to cushion the bike, which wasn’t great for my knee, but did get me more or less to my friend’s house, even though it was bloody and sideways, where he was waiting on his illegal ride for our adventures, which was good because walking wasn’t a thing I could do just then.
The Crown Vic pulled up to see if I was all right, and the blue-haied old lady couldn’t have been nicer, or less police-like, so the whole thing was pointless, but had to be dealt with. Not wanting to make new friends under the circumstances, my friend dragged me and bike separately to his garage, where we admired the ruins of what used to be a knee.
Well, we were both minors, I was many years from any medical knowledge, and his skills were kind of limited to handing me a beach towel that I didn’t know what to do with and his folks weren’t home, so with no one to advise us other than my blood-pumping knee, we elected to call the 7 digit emergency number because 911 hadn’t been invented yet.
This brought me my first close-up view of the shiny red chassis of a high-cube ambulance, along with two worthies that seemed a little dubious about our hastily made-up story about a bicycle accident, given the massive knee damage, the road rash, lack of broken bicycle nearby, and the fact they would have seen the trashed motorcycle in the garage before he hastily lowered the door as they pulled up.
Charitably, though, they chose not to pursue it, instead electing to do their first duty of patching me up and dragging me to the hospital.
I never got to thank them, never learned their names, and never forgot their compassion, professionalism, and humanity in the face of my stupidity, so when I was old enough, I decided to pay it forwards by offering MY services to the same city…well, after I got past some OTHER wild oat sowing, the less said about, the better.
When I was in service, though, I wasn’t a “hero” which we defined as a glory hound who wanted to impress more with his uniform than his skills. I wouldn’t even do parade duty, being a young man who didn’t understand public relations and thought it was stupid to use a fire truck that way.
Heroes needed accolades. I didn’t. I was content to be on an adventure as part of something much larger than myself, to be accepted among such amazing people as one of their own, to, every occasionally, even makr a difference.
I neither needed nor deserved thanks then, I believe I got back far more from the experience than I could ever put in.
Speaking for myself, I don’t feel I deserve them now.
Whatever I did was by the strength and grace of a God I didn’t even know then, though He sighed, rolled up His sleeves, and saved me from my own stupidity time and again.
To Him be the glory.
But I think most of my brothers, and the LEOs I have known, would be content with a handshake (fist bump, these days) and/or a sincere “Thank You” every once in awhile really is appreciated, ESPECIALLY by LEOs in these dark and broken times.
It sounds like you’ve already paid it forwards yourself, however, Rodger, by getting trained and working it yourself. As I did, sounds like you have done.
But it would also be nice for those, in wherever you live, if you were to fly the red stripe, blue stripe, or green stripe flags, if you live somewhere you can safely do so. That always is nice, because every responder of every kind always feels it’s a little less thankless when shown such public support.
You need thank me for nothing. Putting up with my ramblings is all the thanks I’ll ever need.
But I thank YOU for your consideration.
God Bless,
SNS
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@RogerF, I always deeply appreciated someone just simply saying thank you or even just a smile and a wave really made my day. Letters from people sent to the Chief of Police commending me for the way I handled a situation were like gold for me. I still have every one of them!
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Yeah that’s great but, now someone needs to send her and the flag owner a copy of American Flag etiquette. Sadly, I’ve picked up more than a few American Flags off the ground and being a true American, being taught what that flag means, I knew what had to be done with those flags. As this great culture slowly erodes, due to the swift erosion of morality, the once selfless actions, were not held up as exceptional but were a duty as an American, and were looked upon as almost an everyday chore. No need to be hoisted up on a pedestal, you did it because as an American, it was the love you had for this great nation and what it stands for and for the great men and women who fought and died for it. You’re not required to go fight in a war and take a bullet, just to know proper flag etiquette. Today, there is so much open and blatant disrespect for this flag and for our country, it breaks my heart. Didn’t want to take anything away from the officer, but then again…. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YaxGNQE5ZLA
Only two words come to mind, and they can be used to mean so many different things: Thank You!!
Much obliged, Officer Montes.
She is the type of person that immigrants should be, proud to be here, with appreciation and love for what this country represents. Good for her and God bless.
Sorry to hijack, but if anyone here has been a police officer or first responder (SNS, I am looking at you and others), please let me know if there is a better way to thank you for your efforts and service).
Yes, I have been EMT certified, and done some volunteer work, but it is nothing compared to putting your life on the line every day
There is more of that out there than the left wants to acknowledge and the right is able to see.
I always give SNS thumbs up!!! Thats how I thank him!
{even when his comments are lame {never} haha}
@gb – true, never lame, though sometimes long-winded 😛
A good office. There are many of them and we all thank you for your love of our country and willingness to place yourself in harms way to protect us.
May God watch over you and keep you and your families safe.
This is cool and all but I have only one litmus test for LE. And that’s the 2A.
Excellent work!
In this day and age, so nice to see. Thank you, Officer Montes.
2A is no doubt the big line but seeing, for example, that lady sitting far from anyone else at the football game without a mask and getting tazed & arrested says there’s lots of little lines getting crossed every day.
I do believe if confiscation orders came down there would be a few cops that wouldn’t follow them but sadly I believe the vast majority would. The spirit of Henry Bowman lives so we shall see.
Still, this was nice to see.
“but sadly I believe the vast majority would.”
A year ago I would have told you no way. But what’s going on in Portland, Seattle, etc is akin to the Nazi guards in the concentration camps. They were just feeding their families. I no longer trust LE.
Yep. Cops especially.
I don’t believe my local sheriff would be knocking on doors though.
RogerF
SEPTEMBER 26, 2020 AT 2:38 PM
…late seeing this, sorry, but just in case you stop by again, I thank you and @gin blossom for your kind words, although I’ll probably be long-winded about it ;).
Tell you a secret, I didn’t get into it JUST because I got cool lights that made people get out of my way (althogh that WAS something I put on my application), but to, myself, thank the same department for rescuing ME some time before that.
See, I wasn’t always the solid citizen you see before you, in my youth I did terrible things, like drive unlicensed dirt bikes on city streets when I myself ALSO didn’t have a license. This caused me to be kind of sensitive to police cars, and…more importantly…things that LOOKED like police cars.
Well, one day I was biking over to my bud’s house when I saw this white Crown Vic out of the corner of my eye. I didn’t have rear view mirrors on my not street legal bike, so I kept craning my neck to look behind me, at this maybe police car that was staying behind me.
Which was great until the road turned…and I didn’t.
I dumped the bike at a fairly good clip as it rebounded into the roadway off a carelessly placed fire hydrant, then slid down the pavement a good ways,using my knee to cushion the bike, which wasn’t great for my knee, but did get me more or less to my friend’s house, even though it was bloody and sideways, where he was waiting on his illegal ride for our adventures, which was good because walking wasn’t a thing I could do just then.
The Crown Vic pulled up to see if I was all right, and the blue-haied old lady couldn’t have been nicer, or less police-like, so the whole thing was pointless, but had to be dealt with. Not wanting to make new friends under the circumstances, my friend dragged me and bike separately to his garage, where we admired the ruins of what used to be a knee.
Well, we were both minors, I was many years from any medical knowledge, and his skills were kind of limited to handing me a beach towel that I didn’t know what to do with and his folks weren’t home, so with no one to advise us other than my blood-pumping knee, we elected to call the 7 digit emergency number because 911 hadn’t been invented yet.
This brought me my first close-up view of the shiny red chassis of a high-cube ambulance, along with two worthies that seemed a little dubious about our hastily made-up story about a bicycle accident, given the massive knee damage, the road rash, lack of broken bicycle nearby, and the fact they would have seen the trashed motorcycle in the garage before he hastily lowered the door as they pulled up.
Charitably, though, they chose not to pursue it, instead electing to do their first duty of patching me up and dragging me to the hospital.
I never got to thank them, never learned their names, and never forgot their compassion, professionalism, and humanity in the face of my stupidity, so when I was old enough, I decided to pay it forwards by offering MY services to the same city…well, after I got past some OTHER wild oat sowing, the less said about, the better.
When I was in service, though, I wasn’t a “hero” which we defined as a glory hound who wanted to impress more with his uniform than his skills. I wouldn’t even do parade duty, being a young man who didn’t understand public relations and thought it was stupid to use a fire truck that way.
Heroes needed accolades. I didn’t. I was content to be on an adventure as part of something much larger than myself, to be accepted among such amazing people as one of their own, to, every occasionally, even makr a difference.
I neither needed nor deserved thanks then, I believe I got back far more from the experience than I could ever put in.
Speaking for myself, I don’t feel I deserve them now.
Whatever I did was by the strength and grace of a God I didn’t even know then, though He sighed, rolled up His sleeves, and saved me from my own stupidity time and again.
To Him be the glory.
But I think most of my brothers, and the LEOs I have known, would be content with a handshake (fist bump, these days) and/or a sincere “Thank You” every once in awhile really is appreciated, ESPECIALLY by LEOs in these dark and broken times.
It sounds like you’ve already paid it forwards yourself, however, Rodger, by getting trained and working it yourself. As I did, sounds like you have done.
But it would also be nice for those, in wherever you live, if you were to fly the red stripe, blue stripe, or green stripe flags, if you live somewhere you can safely do so. That always is nice, because every responder of every kind always feels it’s a little less thankless when shown such public support.
You need thank me for nothing. Putting up with my ramblings is all the thanks I’ll ever need.
But I thank YOU for your consideration.
God Bless,
SNS
@RogerF, I always deeply appreciated someone just simply saying thank you or even just a smile and a wave really made my day. Letters from people sent to the Chief of Police commending me for the way I handled a situation were like gold for me. I still have every one of them!
Yeah that’s great but, now someone needs to send her and the flag owner a copy of American Flag etiquette. Sadly, I’ve picked up more than a few American Flags off the ground and being a true American, being taught what that flag means, I knew what had to be done with those flags. As this great culture slowly erodes, due to the swift erosion of morality, the once selfless actions, were not held up as exceptional but were a duty as an American, and were looked upon as almost an everyday chore. No need to be hoisted up on a pedestal, you did it because as an American, it was the love you had for this great nation and what it stands for and for the great men and women who fought and died for it. You’re not required to go fight in a war and take a bullet, just to know proper flag etiquette. Today, there is so much open and blatant disrespect for this flag and for our country, it breaks my heart. Didn’t want to take anything away from the officer, but then again….
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=YaxGNQE5ZLA