Look, I've never written anything like this before so please forgive my "roughness."

I spent the last twenty plus years watching every walk of life kill, maim, steal, torture, lie, and every form of hideous death from babies to holy men.

It all culminated in my wife dying in my arms from medical incompetence recently, which resulted in my financial devastation and loss of all physical possessions, friends, and family.

Over middle age, broke and living in an alley shack, I write this...

Wondering, how did one of the highest awarded police officers in this country come to this end?

In the darkness, an old friend I'd not heard from for years sent me a forwarded email containing your site.

I went there and I opened the area you offer for "past issues" and I started reading.

I look around my walls, hung with medals and hundred of awards from our country's president, senate, state governor, halls of fame, children groups, grateful families, fellow officers, etc. But I feel empty.

I've saved so many lives and put my life on the line for strangers in scenarios where I knew I would and should have
died...but didn't. Our President gave me the highest award in our country in law enforcement for one of those acts.

But when it mattered most, no one would take my life to save my partner's. Oh how I begged.

I failed her.

In this blackness, alone, it wasn't what I read exactly. It was you offering the words, making the effort to reach out to total strangers.

It finally dawned on me about courage. I have the medals and awards for many acts of bravery, but you folks are awarded something much more honorable... the grace to bestow courage when all is lost.

Thank you for what you do and this priceless gift I've just received from your heart

...the courage to go on.

From this dark pit of hell, please hear one weak voice that lost his faith in so much evil.

Thank you for what you do. Maybe it was all worth it if there are people like you.

God bless you all.

J.S. Everett, Washington

Our reply to J.S. from http://www.mountainwings.com
If you were there for her, you didn't fail her.

For all who have lost loved ones, go to www.AirJesus.com and listen to the message, "One Hour and 40 Minutes."

J.S.'s reply:

The doctor wept at our side.
He'd never heard a death rattle say, "I love you" softly.

It would be my honor, gratitude to you all and a loving memory to all the lives this wonderful person's spirit has touched.
You have my permission to publish this.

I was at her side for six years fighting; you're the first to ever mention that.

This time I believe she held me through the tears.

I believe you people are being 'guided.'

Thank you,
J.S.


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