I married a wonderful man who quit college in his senior year to become a cop -- it tore me apart (and my family was not happy), but somehow I had faith in him -- we married the weekend before my finals before graduation for my BS degree -- I always in our marriage had high paying jobs, much more than his police pay, and sometimes it was hard to swallow for both of us -- but I will say this -- he was always and still is a better person than I ever was or will ever be -- he always was right down with the frey and dealt with the nitty gritty of human nature and society, he came in contact with the worst of the worst, and handled it all with sensitivity and compassion, day in and day out, with few and far between rewards - while I accumulated accolades in my little ivory towers -- our sons today are both cops (detectives) much to my chagrin early on -- but they are happy, it must be in the blood -- and I am content with the knowledge that it maybe is meant to be -- they chose their life -- they are good men -- they will do good.
