As the wife of a police officer I prefer to not know details of what happens during his average workday. He respects this and rarely shares unless it's something that really troubles him. There was the time he responded to a nighttime 9-1-1 call of three men with guns. Arriving on the scene one of those "men" pointed his gun directly at DH. DH drew his weapon, but something kept him from firing; even with a gun pointed directly at him. Turns out it was three teenage boys with airsoft pistols. The boys had spray painted over the orange markings (required on non-lethal firearms) that would have alerted DH to the fact that they were non life-threatening. Last month he was the first officer on the scene of a 4 year olds drowning. The boys older brother was supposed to be watching the child, but got distracted talking to a girl. My heart broke not only for the family, but for the older boy that now has to live with his actions for the rest of his life. Now this. Yesterday a young man, well known to police and fresh out of the state prison, went on a methamphetamine binge. He robbed a local store at knifepoint. He then dragged the 19 year old store clerk to her car and kidnapped her. He took her to a secluded area out in the county, assaulted her, then stabbed her repeatedly and slit her throat. She was the mother of a toddler and pregnant. Yep, sometimes I would prefer not knowing that the world is going to ____ in a handbasket.