Thursday, February 22, 2018

Sunday, February 4, 2018


These Books are a representation of my best efforts to remember my troubled past.
I have seen a lot and done a lot in my lifetime.
Helping many people along the way.
And Killing those whose time had come.
I do not take pleasure in removing souls from this place, but these were souls that were lead by the Devil himself.
I have no choice in this fight between good and evil, I was marked by God to do his bidding and to carry out death to those who cause injustices to mankind......
  I am Michael
   The Angel of Death

First Draft
Chapter One  Scene Three
OLD TIMER

Sure could use a drink Michael thought as he looked at his watch.
It wasn't even 10 am and he was already dreaming of his liquid lunch he had most days.
He sat there staring at the computer screen trying to look busy as people walked by carrying arm fulls papers, files.
He could hear chatter from other Detectives answering phones, taking notes, yelling at whoever was on the other end.
Yep, normal day, At the Boise PD, and he still needed a drink.
Michael like to grab a Hot Dog and a Coke from the vendor that set up shop right the front doors of the PD, taking it to his car, down about half the Coke in one swig and fish out the bottle of Idaho Gold from under his seat and fill the Coke back up.
Tossing the Dog into the back floorboard until the next cleaning.
Sometimes he would go to Jakes and sit in the back and down a couple for lunch maybe eat some pretzels.
It all depended on if he wanted company or not.
Not that Jake was much Company because was a damn dog and why Chuck called the place Jakes was anybody's guess.
Michael had gone into this routine because he needed a routine after what happened a couple of years ago.
It was the only thing that kept him sane, one foot in front of another, day after day, week after week.
Maybe things would've been different if his wife would not of left, but he couldn't blame her, nothing was the same after that day... nothing.
Taking another swig of the Coke he leaned back in the seat of his car. closing his eyes he let his mind go over that day, What did he miss? what could he of done differently?...Why his daughter?
Why in Hell haven't they caught them?
No matter what he did, he couldn't keep it from going cold and now the file was locked away in the cold cases.
Taking a drink of the Coke, he slammed the steering wheel, I'll find them, honey, I promise.
He felt the vibration of his pager before he heard it and was already turning it off.
Tossing the Coke out the window, Michael called into the dispatcher.
"WTF, again?"
"Ok, I'm on my way"
Michael started to start up is the car when some guy with a cane whacked the side of his car.
"Hey buddy, you just go around throwing shit out your window?"
Michael looked at him and noticed he was a Vet. and old enough to serviced in Korean or maybe last WWII.
"Shit he said under his breath" and got out of the car.
"Hey I'm sorry, I wasn't thinking"
"At your age, you should do a lot more thinking than sitting in your car beating on the steering wheel," The Vet said
"Your right Just needed to vent" Michael replied
"Son if you had seen what I've seen, you'd need more then to just vent"
The old Vet must have seen Michael's sidearm and Tatoo
He stood there for a minute and said "You a Policeman"
"A Detective" Michael replied
"A Seal also?"
"A long time ago" Michael replied
"I guess maybe you've seen enough to whack a couple of steering wheels," The old Vet said with a grin.
Michael laughed "Yea I have, but not enough to throw a Coke can out the window"
The Vet laugh at that "Son let me tell you something"
"I'm all ears Sir"
"Don't Sir me, I'm an Enlisted man, I work for a living, just like you"
Michael laughed
"Son, don't let life get ya down... There is always tomorrow"
Michael thought for a moment... "I appreciate that and by the way I'm Michael"
"I'm Bill, Michael"
"One more piece of advise Michael"
"Whats that Bill" Michael grinned he was beginning to like the guy
"Always carry mouthwash with you"
Michaelk stared at him for a minute and busted up laughing.
The Old Vet smiled and walked towards the Police Dept.

Friday, February 2, 2018

Idaho Police Officer stricken with a Brain Disorder with no diagnosis.



https://www.gofundme.com/police-officer-to-disabled-at-34yo

Hello,
My name is Shane Gilbert. I live in Idaho where I am 35 years old, a husband, and father of 3 young boys. (5,7,9). I was the main provider for my family and was a Police Officer for 12 years. 
One day about 1.5 years ago at work I began to feel very dizzy like the room was spinning and I also felt like I was having a heart attack. I was rushed to the ER but sent home later that night with a bottle of pills and no answers. From that day forward the dizzy spells would continue happening daily many times a day. My vision would go blurry, the room would spin and I often fell down. 
After many many ER visits, and Doctor visits I was finally referred to a Neurologist. After many tests they found a cyst/mass on my brain. A short two weeks later I went in for brain surgery. And in the blink of an eye my career was gone. 
My only means of supporting my family was gone. Being a police officer my first instinct is to fight. Unfortunately your brain tells every part of your body what to do and how to feel. Mine is broken. It is no longer wired right. My heart wants to do so much for my family but my mind and body won't follow. 
I went from rescuing people in their darkest and scariest days to feeling helpless and hopeless in my own life. Worst of all the surgery didn't work. I still suffer everyday. I try to hide it best I can, I try to act as normal as I can, but deep down I hold a secret. The secret that it's not really ok. And it's not fine. The reason I'm creating this is im still not well. I'm still being pumped full of pills, and even after brain surgery I still don't have answers. 
I'm struggling to keep a roof over my families head and I am needing to get to a University Hospital where there are top notch brain specialists. I just want my life back. My kids want their dad back. I really enjoyed helping people in my 12 years as a Police Officer. Now I'm in need of help. Thank you for your time and God Bless...