My Dad, of blessed memory, was a policeman. He was the finest father a kid could ever hope for. A wonderful husband to my mother of blessed memory. The best grandfather for my kids. A caring great-grandfather for my kids kids. He helped make the city where I grew up a great place to live. We did not live in fear. My Dad, along with the rest of the Department, had the backs of all the residents of the city. I knew many of Dads' fellow policemen and policewomen. They were all people of honor and integrity. A finer friend you could not have, lowlyrepub. Me thinks you are seriously confused, lowlyrepub. You are the trash.