I could never have imagined.
When my son, David Glasser, who was a Phoenix Police Officer, was killed in the line of duty, I had no idea what it meant to be a part of the Blue Family. Davey was good at not talking ‘shop’ when he was off duty. I had met most of his squad members and their wives because Davey would regularly invite them over to their house for fight night and some poker. He would invite his dad and I, too, so we got to know his cop friends.
I knew they were a good bunch of people but I never understood how really great our Blue Family is………until the day.
It was a Wednesday afternoon and I was driving home from work when I got a call from my daughter-in-law telling me Davey had been shot. I immediately started shaking and had trouble comprehending what she was saying. Byrd, Davey’s best friend on his squad, took over the call and realized I wasn’t far from the hospital. So he told me to drive to the hospital, pull into the emergency area, tell the first police officer I saw who I was and give them my car keys. They would take me upstairs.
I had to focus really hard as I drove to the hospital because a million thoughts were swirling through my head. I didn’t have any trouble finding a police officer as I pulled into the emergency driveway – the roads around the hospital were already lined with police vehicles and there were police officers everywhere. They were expecting me so I handed over my keys and someone took me upstairs.
I did not know at that time that I was actually being taken right into the center of the Blue Family. Significant things in my life had already started changing – I would never be the same. There was a lot of pain and grief ahead. But there was also a whole new crowd of great people in my Blue Family who were going to enter my world.
I didn’t know then that I was going to meet hundreds of police officers who would all say these kinds of things:
‘Let me know if you ever need anything.’
“I’m always here for you.”
“Never forget that I’m here to help – let me give you my cell number.’
‘Just let me know whenever I can help.”
This is our Thin Blue Line. People who care and are willing to go a lot of extra miles to prove it. People who work hard at making a difference. People who remember. People who want to help honor Davey by continuing the work he started through the David Glasser Foundation.
I have also met hundreds of family members and friends of Police Officers who have consistently shown their love and care of my family these last 4 years. Their concern for my family has been more obvious and generous than any other group I have ever been a part of.
We have also had a big crowd of civilian volunteers who have stepped up to encourage us and remember Davey by supporting the work of the foundation. This is our Blue Family – it includes all those who love and support our Law Enforcement Officers.
Before Davey’s death, I didn’t know very much about my Blue Family.
Now I can’t imagine going through these last 4 years without them.
Love you, Blue Family!
Miss you, Davey.