It’s been over 6 years since my son, David Glasser, who was a Phoenix Police Officer was killed in the line of duty.
And we have great memories of our lives with him. We laughed, we played and we travelled. We watched Davey play a lot of sports and we went to many games of all kinds in all different cities with him.
So many memories that bring big smiles to our faces.
But all of our dreams for the future with Davey have been snatched away.
Dreams of Davey coaching his son and daughter in baseball, basketball, volleyball and every other sport there is.
Dreams of Davey retiring from the police force and figuring out what he was going to do next.
Dreams of Davey and his, wife, Kristen, growing old together. They were married young so we talked about them the possibility of them celebrating their 70th wedding anniversary.
Dreams of Davey and his son, Micah, playing a mean game of one-on-one basketball as Micah grew taller and taller, eventually passing up Davey. I know that was Davey’s dream when he built a basketball court in his back yard.
Dreams of Davey walking his beautiful daughter, Eden, down the aisle.
It’s 6 years later and one of the hardest parts of surviving this tough, tough, journey is all of the dreams that have been snatched away.
All of the great times and fun with Davey that will never be.
We are so grateful for all of the awesome memories we have.
But will be no more new memories with him.
That’s a very painful reality to deal with.
Miss you, Davey.