On 12-03-2015 at approximately 1745 hours I Officer Hildebrand, Officer Patrick Sullivan and Sgt. Joseph Harris were dispatched to 630 N D St. for report of an assault in progress. While en route Dispatch notified me saying the male individual assaulting the victim was Kevin Meyer. I had dealt with Kevin Meyer earlier in my shift. While driving East on West Gallatin I spotted Kevin 's pickup headed West on Gallatin.…
“The First Shot Fired” It all started when I went to my nephew’s birthday party at a gun club when I was 12. my nephew’s grandpa told me to bring my shotgun, so I did and when we got there he told us that he owned this gun club. After we were done eating and opening presents he told me “get your shotgun, we’re gonna see how good you are.” When I got my shotgun we went up on to the wobble stand he told me to say pull when i’m ready.…
As a child growing up in Rhode Island, the smallest state in the Union, the idea of a vast planet brimming with civilization and culture was more like something out of a fairy tale than it was reality. So, when my father announced that we would be leaving the country to go to Scotland, the home of his and my ancestors, my world began to expand at a rapid pace. This trip could not have been timed more perfectly. The summer of 2007 marked the end of fourth grade, my first year at Saint Mary Academy Bay View.…
Keeping Me On My Toes As I watched my friends race off the ballet barre, their pale pink slippers pattering behind them, I slowly dragged behind, thoroughly exhausted after the two hour class. As if filled with a newfound source of energy, they entered the break room, where brightly colored mesh bags rested across the benches. Enviously, I followed behind them, reluctantly slipping off my own pair of battered ballet slippers, evidence of hours in the practice room. Chattering happily, the girls emptied the contents of their bags and pulled out the satin-covered pointe shoes and proceeded to expertly lace them up their legs. As I sipped from my water bottle, I gazed at the beautiful sight.…
I have not been thinking differently but I am surely endeavoring. I have an arduous time changing things about myself so at this point I am just gradually endeavoring. After reading these two chapters I endeavor to disunite my emotions from my thinking due to the fact that they incline to get me into an abundance of trouble. Prior to making decisions, I stop and notice first if I am allowing my emotions to get in the way. I ascertain no emotions are tied to my decisions just so at the end I get a good outcome.…
My parents, who were very politically active had a hard decision to make, to either wake me up or let me sleep through it, they chose to let me sleep. In the upcoming years that followed, my parents raised me to leave old predigests behind. Even still, there were so many things…
My First time Tubing It was a cold morning and I was getting ready to go tubing as my parents told me. So i get into 2 layers of clothes and I ask my parents what is tubing and what do you do. My mom and dad were busy getting ready and packing everything that we need, so i never got that answer we finally get into the car then i ask my daed how far is Brian Head (which is the tubing place). He said 20 mins.…
My First Goal What if I never got pulled? What if he didn’t give me a second chance? What if Jack didn’t pass me the ball? What if I miss the goal?…
By the age of eight years old I had moved five times and had become used to my surroundings changing. My dad being in the coast guard are family had to move quite often. It was hard because i never had a set school, church or friends. Being in a Coast Guard family it also helped me become a better person and I met great people as well.…
When I was growing up, my family liked to move, for no apparent reason other than wanting to move. It may have been to decorate a new room or have new surroundings, but it was never clear to me except for the time in high school I asked if we could live in the same town so I didn’t have to go to another new school and start the process of making new friends, again… we had moved 7 times by the time I was 16. Oddly I cannot remember moving until the last move which occurred when I was 21 years old. I bought my first house when I was 26 and then my second when I was 32.…
Two Roads of Great Opportunity People come face to face with decisions every day. Some of these decisions are simplistic, like which shoes to wear or how to fashion one’s hair. On the other hand, some decisions seem impossible to make. In the year of 2018, I was faced with one of those impossible decisions of where I should go to college. Both the colleges had great opportunities waiting for me and I felt much like the traveler in The Road not Taken by Robert Frost.…
I had just arrived home from school when I heard my parents calling my name. They told me to take a seat by the table and said they needed to talk to me. My heart almost flew out of my chest, I began thinking about all the bad things I had done in the past few days, and excuses for all of them. As they began talking I knew it wasn’t about something I had done, they talked about how moving can be a tough change in life and some other things. I immediately lost interest in the discussion and zoned out.…
Week one of 1st quarter was rough for me. Unfortunately, my grandfather had passed away so I had to fly out of town for five days. Right from the start, I missed two important days of lecture. Under the circumstances, I was also not in the right state of mind to study and learn new material. I was trying my best to learn what I needed to.…
If this wasn’t enough turmoil I was also now for the very first time in my life put into daycare. I hated it and as an egomaniacal preschooler I just couldn’t understand why I wasn’t the center of attention as I had been for my entire life. My first day there, I distinctly remember standing outside all day kicking the fence post. There was another time that I escaped and walked down the street to the business my mom owned. She was upset, as any parent would be.…
A Turning Point Many events occur during a person’s lifetime, some heal the soul and others leave an unpleasant scar. Either way, by time, all of those events come together to give that person a memorable experience that will not be forgotten. I have faced many terrific circumstances, some of which gave me good memories and some gave me terrible experiences. However, the most remarkable event in my life was an exceptional one, one that made me realize that no matter how bad things get, there will always be something better.…