For those of you who’ve been following the blog, you’ll notice i’ve not been keeping up as well as in past. Due to a variety of circumstances, I’m not riding this year, but serving in a support role. I’m still hanging out in the back with the ride Marshals, but in a car, making sure the riders that fall back get into the vans and not get left on the side of the road. Not many cool or interesting pictures to post from the car, so you’re going to get a few random thoughts along the way.
With the all of the activities and memorials and ceremonies leading up to police week, I was recently reminded of how these events, which are meant to help, don’t always. Any death is difficult, but law enforcement deaths are inherently harder because of the very public nature of the mourning. Any line of duty death is a loss to the public. We lose a valued public servant and with that, we lose a sense of safety and security. The surviving family members may get lots of public attention, and sometimes un-warranted scrutiny. With that, they lose the chance to mourn privately. Law Enforcement deaths are also frequently followed by long and grueling criminal processes, that just prolong the hurt and further delay mourning and adaptation to the new normal. I know that this time of year is difficult for many, but hope that it brings comfort to the survivors to know that We Ride for Those who Died.
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