Today’s episode is a hard one. If you have followed the #IAM911 movement then you know that many of the stories told by the dispatchers who lived them are hard ones. There are some good ones but they are rare. Many 9-1-1 professionals have poured their hearts out for the movement and continue to do so. In doing this they have opened the eyes of millions to what they do every single time they answer a call. These professionals have also found a way to tell their stories, heal and find some sort of closure.
As my team and I continued to help share these important stories I had a thought, “Why not reach an even bigger audience by sharing them on the podcast?” This is now known as “Imagine Listening”, an extension of the podcast featuring the stories of the #IAM911 movement. When recording these episodes, I read each story so that more people can get a feel for the types of calls, emotions and stress the dispatcher deals with.
They have become quite popular and in this episode, I recorded it with a live audience. There were about 120 people in attendance and some dispatchers read their owns stories. Others wrote them down and my co-presenter Rob and I read them out loud. The room was packed and the emotions were high. We shared our stories and we healed. This is an important episode indeed.
Please listen and share with everyone you know including local leaders. Let them know why you should be recognized as a 9-1-1 professional. As always if you have any comments, questions or you would like to be a guest on the show send an email to firstname.lastname@example.org
***WARNING – IF YOU SUFFER FROM PTSD OR HAVE SUICIDAL TENDENCIES THIS MAY BE A TRIGGER. YOU ARE LISTENING AT YOUR OWN RISK.***
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By Ricardo — 9 years ago
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: 531
By Ricardo — 8 years ago
It’s funny how one person can have such an influence on you. This person can come in the form of your parent, a friend, a movie or TV figure, a musician, an artist, and your children. Right now someone has such an influence on me that my entire way of thinking is affected. I consider myself to be a pretty strong person but when it comes to my 2-month-old daughter I’m mush. She can’t talk yet but her facial gestures, coos, and general warmth gets me every time. We have had our moments where we have communicated with our eyebrows and when I pick her up over my head she shows that she digs it by shooting me her patented smile.
So, what influence does she have on me? Well, I can tell you that when she’s fussing on the floor during tummy time or in her swing I’m all about picking her up. I know I should let her fuss a little so that she can learn to chill by herself but I just want to pick her up and hold her close. One specific example is from a few weeks ago where my wife was making dinner, Lola, our daughter was in her swing, and she was fussing. I immediately walked towards her and my wife says,
“Leave her, she’s fine.”
I stopped and turned around to continue the conversation we were having but I couldn’t help but look back at Lola. Her fussing settled yet I felt the urge to go over there. It was like I had some sort of tick where I had to turn around and look to make sure she was fine. After almost giving myself whiplash from turning to look at Lola, my wife told me to just go over and pick her up. It was crazy to think that Lola had that much control over me already. Is it because she’s my only daughter or was I this way with Logan too? I recently asked my wife Rebecca if I was this way with our son and she said yes but I think it’s worse with Lola. I’m sure it’s because she’s my little princess but I thought being wrapped around her little finger was supposed to start later on in life? Maybe I’ve been a fool this whole time in thinking this way? I figured I’d get all these years to bring her up in the best way possible and once she hit her middle school years that she would try to get her way with a,
It would most likely be followed up with a hug, a thank you, and a frown from the wife because I gave in like most dads. Hmm…my way of thinking was completely off. Lola is only 2 months and without speaking she is saying please and I’m giving in. Crap! When she’s older I’m going to be screwed. As for now I’ll begin my training in saying “No”. It might be a little hard but I know I can do it. As the years go by though, I’m going to feel the squeeze from being wrapped around her little finger. It’s going to be a crazy ride but I’m ready for it. Are there any parents out there that are wrapped around your children’s finger? I’m sure there has to be someone out there with a similar and funny story. I mean, how crazy is it to think that our children can pull at our strings this way? They could tear something up, we would get angry, but with a flash of a smile that reminds us of ourselves at their age we’re able to settle for a moment and chuckle. I’m sure that if someone had told me early in life that my kids would have me wrapped around their little finger I would have said,
“Heck no! I’m all about the discipline!”
I’m still like this but my kids have a way of pulling at my strings to make some of my “No’s” turn into a “Yes”. Oh if I could only go back in time to tell myself this for preparation but it’s impossible. It’s more fun this way I think. It’s a new experience every day and once you think you have it perfected something else happens to throw you off. Parenthood…there’s nothing like it and I wouldn’t change it for the world.Post Views: 641
By Ricardo — 8 years ago
“An eye for eye makes the whole world blind.”
Is this something you believe? I’m sure we were all brought up to be kind to others and show sympathy and compassion but do we always feel this way? How about murderers and hardened criminals? I have seen court hearings where a suspect will stand up and address a victims family or families depending on the case and some apologize for what they have done. At times the family has forgiven the suspect but I have always thought about myself in that situation. I see myself as a kind person and all but I don’t think I could forgive someone for doing something harmful to a member of my family. Sure I can say that I might forgive someone depending on the circumstance but really, deep down, I’d probably want justice or revenge in the sense of an eye for an eye. I mean seriously, for one moment, I want you to think about it. You’re a good person who feels that an eye for eye is wrong and that the person will get what’s coming to them when they die and ready for judgment but what if it were your family? Do you think you would react the same way? This is a member of your family that has been hurt. Does the suspect deserve a life sentence or should that person or persons meet swift street justice?
I’ve spoken to a few people about this and it’s interesting to me to hear what others think about the concept of an eye for an eye. Now, please don’t take me for an evil heartless person. This post is simply a way to generate discussion on a topic I used for a project I did in class last month. The project involved creating a city and developing posters and such for it. The professor wanted us to dig deep into our imagination for this project and after a brainstorming session with a good friend of mine the city of Bounty Land was born. The following is an excerpt of my creative proposal for this city that was born out of the concept of an eye for an eye,
“Welcome to Bounty Land, a city built for justice. Although it appears to be normal, the city holds a controversial yet needed purpose. No children inhabit the city of Bounty Land. Those who have been convicted of a crime with a life or death sentence will be brought here. The same is true for those on the run, the fugitives. Once arriving at Bounty Land those who have done wrong will be assigned to a sponsor in a specific sector of the city. They will be made to believe that he or she will be rehabilitated rather than completing their sentence. The abolished will work until the day comes that reflects their specific sector, and on that day the guilty will be let out on the street to be hunted. In the end, the once predator will become the prey.”
There is more to this idea and I plan on possibly creating a graphic novel based on Bounty Land but I’d like to know what you think. How do you really feel about an eye for an eye?
Let’s look at it from another side. Have you ever watched, “The Boondock Saints”? If not, it’s a superb film and is worth watching. The movie is about twin brothers who believe they are on a mission from God to dispose of those who seek to harm the innocent. Their main targets are the Mob who inhabit their city. They protect the innocent but they murder criminals. There is an FBI agent who is trying to figure out who has been killing off the criminals of the city and once he figures out who is doing the killing he eventually sees what they are doing as good. He believes their purpose is needed. What do you think of this concept? Is murder the same thing no matter if you’re doing it to criminals or do we live with some type of, “We Don’t Tolerate Scum” attitude and there is a difference? I would like some honest opinions here. It really doesn’t matter what I think but if it came down to it, I would need to know without a doubt that the accused person was guilty before I went straight to an eye for an eye. There are many people out there who have been convicted of a crime and 20 or so years later turn out to be innocent, so yeah…I’d need some proof first. So here it is folks, the concept of an eye for an eye. The choice is yours and the topic is on the table. Don’t be afraid to respond, I’d like to read all of your responses and trust me, after this post I will get back to the funny posts. This topic has been on my mind for a while now and soon enough I will have some stories written to go along with Bounty Land. I have concept shots and models for the hunters so it’s coming along. Make sure to respond people!Post Views: 644