By Kevin Hagen
You could say my story with my mental illness began several years ago (maybe 15?), but I chose to ignore the signs and figured it was just me. I was bullied in high school and that had an impact on my self-esteem as I was growing up and even in my adult years. I was married for 20 years and for most of those years I was told what a bad person I was and that I was not a very good man. After hearing such things for that long, I started to believe them! I have had tragedies in my life like most people, and some that affected me for many years, like the death of my mother. I believed that I was not worthy of being happy and that I was meant to just be that way so I should live with it. I managed to struggle through life like that for most of my adult life.
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By Sean Riley
Almost two years ago I received a phone call at 5:00 am advising me that my dear friend and 28-year veteran of law enforcement Terry Marvin had died of a heroin overdose (2016 repost). Of course the cop in me kicked in and I went straight to denial and then I started making phone calls to confirm his death knowing all the while it was true because that’s how addiction works. I’ve seen much negative press written about Terry’s death which is being used from my perception as political fodder to further the agendas of others. I wanted to tell you about Terry and what he meant to me.
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By Jessica L. Laliberte, MBA
I don’t believe in labels but one I proudly wear is that of cop’s kid. My dad was my rock, my hero and my best friend.
Growing up a police kid, especially the chief’s child, could be challenging. But to me it was one of the greatest gifts I have been given. I, unlike my sisters, embraced the blue family. I spent a lot time in the station when I was growing up. I am the baby of the family. I loved going to the police station…it was my home away from home. I was so proud of my dad. He was the first local man to rise through the ranks from patrolman to chief. He loved police work and he loved his hometown. The only thing he loved more was his family.
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