At the end of the day… I will pause for a moment or two.
And I will remember the places I’ve been and the faces I’ve seen.
I will think of all the lives I’ve encountered – strangers and old friends, the lost and the used, the homeless and helpless, the scared and abused.
I will think of crime scenes and turmoil and broken homes, troubled streets and carnage and broken bones.
At the end of the day, I will explain that there are some things that stay with you forever.
At the end of the day, I will smile as I remember the people I serve alongside – as I think about their everyday humanity and heroism.
And I will remember the lives of those who have gone before – the brilliant and brave ones who paid the greatest price of all.
At the end of the day, I…
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