Earlier this week Sergeant Derek Wootton (52) saved a 16 year old who had been carnapped, but in doing so lost his own life. This all in the line of duty.
The driver, although he was caught eventually, did a runner. IF he had not have run, Sergeant Wootton would still be alive today.
I read today in my news feeds that the teenager who had been carnapped was very greatful for Sergeant Wootton’s selfless act of bravery. Personally, I am greatful for this young person’s to have been spared their life, also. However, why does a man have to lose his life when all he has ever done was ensured other people, like you and I are safe?
The criminal that has taken this man’s life is going to do a little time, and then be on his merry little way. Where is the real justice in this?
My question at the top makes me wonder if we really are worth having people such as this man lay his life on the line. Men and women 24 hours a day, seven days per week do this. They ensure OUR safety, and what do they get in return?
They get people swear at them. Spit on them. Try to assault them. Run away, and at times, even shoot at them. Very very rarely do the police get a kind word said about them. Hardly ever do they get a thank you from those they serve and protect. And yet, day in and day out, they continue to do this thankless job.
Next time you need to call on the services of the police, think about that. Think about what they actually do for us. The things they have taken on, solely because they want to keep New Zealand’s crime down.
My thoughts and best wishes are with Sergeant Wootton’s family, friends and colleagues at this time. I have never had the honour of meeting any of you, but I wish I did.
It is little consolation, but there really are people out there, although few, that do respect and honor what you do for us.
Thank you, one and all.
