Another year

It's been another year.

Would you still live in Detroit-doing the job that you loved so much? Would you still be serving and protecting the public at large had the unthinkable not happened?

Would you have gotten married and had some children? Would your child have played with mine?  Would they be friends like we were?

Would you vacation "up north" and visit me in your old home town? Would you tell me stories about the big city that I wouldn't believe? Would you come home for Thanksgiving dinner with your parents and sister?

It was just another day at work.
Just a "routine" traffic stop. Did it feel different? This stop would change,end, your life.

Were you scared? Did you suffer? How could that have happened? Why?

Would you be surrounded by friends and family today, celebrating your 32nd birthday, opening gifts and eating cake?

Did you know how much you meant to us when it was time for you to go?  

I hope that you did know. That you always knew.

Happy Birthday Officer Fettig. I miss you.