It's been a week since my last ride-along and someone asked me this morning if I'm more nervous after what happened last Thursday night (this shooting, and also this one).
But I did want to share this article, written yesterday on the day Officer Padron was laid to rest. My wife and kids were part of the throng on the side of the road, there to recognize and honor Jaime. I am glad, and so were they.
In fact, in the car on the way to school this morning, my littlest one (five years old) sighed and said, "I'm sad for that man." We all are, but the thing about cops, they're out there still. They've been out there every night since Officer Padron was killed, more anxious perhaps, but there nonetheless.
And so tonight, even more than before, I will feel privileged to ride out with them.