Friday, November 25, 2016

My Brother is a Cop

Four cops were shot last week.
My brother is a cop. I won't tell you about his views on gun laws or legalizing marijuana or who he voted for in this ugly election. I won't tell you how he feels about black Americans or Mexicans or Muslims or the LGTB...oh wait... I will tell you that. He said to me the other day, " I don't see those things, I just see people. People hurting, people scared, and I try to keep all the people safe, in every situation." I will also tell you that my brother loves the mountains and the rivers and the forests. And he loves the deer that come to his back door each morning for grain. And he loves his wife. And his son. And me. 

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