FIT@50 / week 25
On Saturday I drove around the city in my POV (personally owned vehicle), sorry cop talk. I noticed drivers without seatbelts, easing through stop signs, and generally just motoring about their business.
On the previous Friday, I’d been in my police cruiser. It had a wholly different effect. People immediately put on their seatbelts, they completely stopped at signs and they glance or nodded as they motored about their business.
I thought on that Saturday, “I’m a ghost.”
It felt odd – I questioned my ability and desire to exit a culture as powerful as policing.
Wisely, I began my transition period on Monday morning with several hours of conversation with my pastor, Joshua Melancon. His words reminded me that it never was the cruiser or the clothes or the shield that made the public servant.
It was me – The Ghost.