The Day We Talked To Buck.

Created Thursday, August 4 , 2011



It was a good night. My partner officer, and I were cruising the streets , and the back roads like deputies were supposed to do.

We received a call from our dispatcher. She sounded like a cool country girl with all her skillful training. She was gifted in advising deputies who to see, and what to do, and where to go.

Our force had a long list of deputies , and even a flotilla, the individuals that worked the waters in special boats. We even had a few pilots, and an air plane, and helicopter at the airport. One of my best friends Bill was a pilot. We worked the streets together side by side, and we took into custody some illegal drug pushers together. I drew my magnum . I told him to open the door before we knocked it down. It was early when we arrested five dealers .

A state trooper in short pants stood in front of a door. I told him to move away from it. Maybe he did not watch enough homicide detective programs. You're not supposed to stand in front of a door. You could get shot to pieces that way. I tapped on a picture window with the gun barrel of my revolver. A gun has a distinct way of speaking for itself. And individual opened the curtains. Quickly I said, " We are deputy sheriffs from the sheriffs department so open the door right now."

The door opened. We did not have to go in like gang busters, but guns were drawn . Every suspect in the room was arrested , and charged with possession of illegal drugs with intent to distribute . There were drugs, and there was a shotgun in the bed with one suspect. The city police, the state police, drug enforcement, and I had plenty of work to do. I told the suspect with the shotgun to get out of bed, and to stand up against a wall. He had to be searched very well. I definitely did not want to get shot on the way to the county jail . I had not had breakfast yet. I always liked a good cup of coffee, some grits, maybe two scrambled eggs , or a wedge of lemon pie, and a delightful cigarette so that I could light up my life .

Sometimes deputies would go to a local restaurant on breaks . There is something about uniforms that some women like. I was married to a magnificent lady, so I remained faithful. I have been married forty three years to that same wonderful person.

My wife is ten times better than I am. I guess she loves me to stay with me. I know I do love her.

Buck got in trouble again. He was a local citizen. This time he went into a bar room with a 44 magnum rifle , and shot up the place , scaring the daylights out of everyone.

My partner , and I had to go arrest him . We were advised that he had a high powered rifle.

I was not going to shoot him. Buck was a big man about the size of a grizzly bear, but we knew he only wanted attention.

I told my partner that we need to talk to him. My partner agreed .

Buck did point his rifle at us. My partner , and I walked up to him , and asked him if he felt like talking about whatever was bothering him.

He told us he was dying . We knew he was not dying . Buck looked very healthy to us. We figured he had too much alcohol in him. We suggested that he get a second opinion. When it comes to you're health sometimes a person may need a second opinion from another doctor . Buck said he did not get one. We told him he should get one.

We told him to say a prayer with us. My partner, and I always took time to keep the lord in our lives.

Buck gave us his rifle . I knew he would not hurt us , so we invited him to have coffee at the pit stop with us .

He enjoyed his coffee. We told him we would do what we could to help him, but he would likely have to pay , for damages at the bar room he shot to pieces.

We enjoyed ourselves, and then we had to take him to the lock up.






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Pollyannalana 5 years ago from US

Wow that was good, thank you for sharing. I bet you have many exciting stories to tell. I hope the praying part was true but it makes a heartwarming story of a dangerous job. I have never been disrespectful to the law but things I have seen have made me not have too high of an opinion either and true crime books where they pick a suspect and work the evidence around him or them, like the Ramsey's. Great story, voted up. Hope you will give us some more.


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Pollyannalana 5 years ago from US

Oh, and I hope you gave up those cancer sticks. I did nine years ago and I was really hooked, first thing I wanted waking and although I wouldn't say I was a chain smoker, I kept one burning, lol. Best thing I ever made myself do.


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stars439 5 years ago from Louisiana, The Magnolia and Pelican State. Author

Dear Pollyannalana : Good police officers try to do their work correctly. Officers are supposed to serve, and protect. When officers do not conduct themselves courteously in public, they make good police officers look bad.

Supervisors usually like to know how their workers are acting. This should apply to police officers as well. Glad you stopped smoking too.

Yep, I did say a prayer for Buck. Whatever it takes to end violence, or to disarm a person, Prayers are great for ending violence if they are used at the right time.

Thank you for writing dear heart, and God Bless You, and your precious family.


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Eiddwen 5 years ago from Wales

Another great read and thanks for sharig.

Take care

Eiddwen.


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stars439 5 years ago from Louisiana, The Magnolia and Pelican State. Author

Dear Eiddwen : Thank you precious heart. And God Bless You.

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