Hello and welcome to episode 91 of Within the Trenches. I am back from the national NENA conference that was held at the Colorado Convention Center in Denver. It was an excellent week of networking, learning, presenting and podcasting. In This episode I got the chance to sit down with show regular Rob “Big Mac” McMullen the newly elected 2nd VP of NENA, Ty Wooten, Education Director of NENA and Brian Tegtmeyer, who is an Education Advisory Board Member for NENA. This is an awesome episode! We share everything from the beginning of the conference up until that point of the conference. It’s educational and entertaining.
As always, if you have any questions or would like to be a guest on the show send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org
Episode topics –
- Funny intro
- Conference events
- Preparing for NENA 2016
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In honor of Father’s Day I would like to take this time to talk about my father who is pictured on the left. Yes, on the left, the one with the bright white “Don King” hair. Although we’ve had our share of quarrels I thank you for everything you have done for me. You were very strict and hard on me but I thank you because I was able to develop a work ethic like no other. My sense of music is mostly because of you. Every trip we took to Texas when I was growing up I remember everyone crashed out late at night in the van while you and I were up front listening to Oldies and Classic Rock. I listen to the same with Logan and he loves it. Your thirst to compete has been embedded within me. It can be a curse at times but I’m a badass for it.
I remember a lot of times that you would have flashed your patented LOD and tore me a new one. A few times that come to mind are when you caught me smoking for the first time. I was about 16 or 17 and I really didn’t know what I was doing but you threatened me with smoking an entire carton if I thought I was man enough and I never smoked again…well until I was old enough which was still stupid of me because my dumbass has asthma. Thanks for trying to show me the way back then and I have since learned my lesson. I also remember my first beer. You had just left to work and I was curious as to what you were drinking so I snatched one. I cracked it open and the suds ran out and onto the steps of the basement. I took a sip and damn that Old Milwaukee tasted like ass! I about vomited and I hated it. Why would anyone drink this? I’m sure you knew I snatched one but you didn’t say anything. Years later we shared our first beer together and it reminded me of the scene from “Vacation” where Chevy Chase shares his beer with his son. I felt badass old man. Thank you for always treating me like an adult and being tough on me. Despite the hard ass in you there is a fun fool that comes out every now and then. This is why I used the picture of Tio Fernando, Tio Joe, and yourself. The sense of humor here is what I dig the most. It’s not always out in the open but when it emerges it’s contagious. Thank you once again for being you. Thank you for being my father.Post Views: 535
By Ricardo — 8 years ago
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By Ricardo — 8 years ago
Hello everyone! It’s been about two weeks since my last post here and the break was definitely needed. I have been hard at work and between, family, school, work, and personal projects, I really needed to step back a moment and prioritize. During my break I was able to finish school and design my personal website. It will included my portfolio among other items. As of right now I have the homepage and blog portion completed. I just have to finish up on four more pages and it will be revealed to all.
All of that has lead to one thing, graduation. My school is based in Winter Park Florida so that meant I would have to take a vacation. I know, Florida is so horrible this time of year, (playful sarcasm) but I can’t miss my own graduation. The excitement of it was becoming unbearable as early as last week. As Friday approached the local news station warned of winter weather. I figured it was a crock since this winter in West Michigan has been nothing compared to previous winters. I think it has snowed maybe five or six times and even then it didn’t stay.
Friday morning, or two days ago, I woke up at 3am to get ready for work. I walked outside and it was snowing but not like I had heard. My car was barely covered and I figured my team and I would have an easy day in dispatch followed by an easy drive for my family and I. The Gods and Goddesses of winter must have heard my cocky remarks about the weather and they let us have it! Dispatch was busy with slid-offs and accidents everywhere. We had only so many officers working but we kicked ass like we always do. It also helped that my co-worker Whitney hooked everyone up with some awesome BBQ pulled pork. Although we had good food the powers that be continued to grace us with snow so our eating time was limited.
After kicking ass at work and saying my good-byes I headed home to get the family and head out on our long trip to Florida. After packing the car and getting some last minute items we were off. Our first stop was at the local BK to get some fastfood and my 6 month old daughter Lola was already tired of being in her seat. She was fussing so my wife decided to sit in back to keep her company. It was just what the doctor or Lola ordered and she was good to go. The snow was coming down hard and when we got to Benton Harbor the snow was really bad. White-out conditions and no windshield fluid made it tough but we made it out fine. At one point I couldn’t even tell where the road was.
“You should see this.”
“I don’t want to look.”
I shoved more fries in my mouth as I tried to figure out where the highway was. Luckily the smart folks at the Michigan Department of Transportation decided that rumble strips between lanes would be best. Indeed they were correct because that was the only way I knew I was within my lane. The snow was like this until we passed Indianapolis. After that the roads were clear and I was on a mission to get as far as I could before switching with my wife. Now remember in the beginning I said I woke up at 3am for work. It was almost 3am when we hit Kentucky and I was beginning to wind down. The kids were asleep as well as my wife but when I stopped to put gas in she ended up in the drivers seat. I was relieved and ready for a nap. We took off and I crashed out.
I remember dreaming something crazy and someone was pushing me. I awoke out of a deep sleep and it had been my wife trying to wake me up.
“WHAT’S WRONG!? ARE YOU OK?”
Rebecca looked at me with her eyes half open,
“I don’t think I can make it.”
“How long have I been asleep?”
“An hour or so…I think.”
I laughed and applauded the fact that she took the wheel for me.
“I’m sorry, you know that when it’s dark out I want to sleep.”
“It’s cool, I had a cat nap and I’m ready to go.”
We stopped at the next restarea and I hit the road with a bag of beef jerky and a couple cans of Red Bull. We were making pretty good time and the kids were doing great. The whole trip was pretty easy and I was proud of Lola because she hates her carseat. I don’t know if she just gets bored or if she gets hot but she will pitch a fit. Until this point of the trip she had been fine but the last 2 hours were HELL! She fussed here and there but nothing big. The traffic blew and for whatever reason the people of Florida wait a few minutes after the traffic light has turned green to take off. I mean, geez people! Punch the gas already! We were all getting hot and ready to be done. The very last leg of the trip was where Lola had had it. She definitely let us know where to put it in baby talk and when we finally reached our destination I wanted to kiss the grass and roll around in it.
It was a good trip overall but man that last part about killed us. I would like to thank the excellent people of Combos, Jack Links Beef Jerky, and Red Bull. Without your contributions to society I would have not made this long trip on minimal sleep. Thank you to my family for hanging in there and we left on Friday at 7pm and arrived Saturday in Florida at 5pm. Despite everything that attempted to hold us back we pushed forward and that’s how you go from Michigan to Florida in 22 hours.Post Views: 660