The first day of spring… has begun for me with a funeral for one of the best police officers i have ever known, Captain Eddie Rhodes. He was Pueblo’s Night Watch Commander for the graveyard crew. As one of the other officers said at the funeral this morning, “Eddie loved life, and was a happy man, but I am not one today.” If he had lived to be 105, instead of just 55, we would still have not been ready to lose him. The snow melts from the sun, even in the northern corners of the park today, but it is cold in the shade and wind. That is like my heart today. There is Light all around us still, but it does not always provide the warmth i would like. I am standing in the shadow of Captain Rhodes’ sudden death, and the sorrow from so many other deaths this year is like a cold north wind blowing through me. My own life wont amount to that much, and i dont imagine there will be hundreds at my funeral when i die, as there were for him today. He was a real leader for the law enforcement community here, happily married for more than 3 decades to his best friend, a family man,–and so he made a huge difference in many many lives. I am not that important! But my life still matters. I am important to a few people, who also mean the world to me. And since I don’t know when I am going to die, and the day is here for the living, I’d best do my part, and do what he said to do before he sent the graveyard shift out for the streets: “Prepare for Glory.”
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