Mrs. Brattin posted an article on Facebook over the weekend from a firefighter's/policeman's point of view about what they have to deal with on their job. This part hit home with me. I tried to change it to male pronouns, but it didn't work, so I will leave it as a girl.
"I wish you could read my thoughts as I help extricate a teenage girl from the mangled remains of her automobile. What if this was my sister, my girlfriend, or a friend? What was her parents' reaction, when they opened the door to find a police officer standing there with HAT IN HAND?"
Worst day of my life, sweet boy.
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