That's just another SICK CRIME that cannot be forgotten for many! Uncle Erik, I thought my job sucked every once in a while! I bet you had many sleepless nights???? This next statement might not be popular BUT, I do believe with all my heart that Jesus Christ (Our only begotten Son) has a special place in Hell for men or women that commits such horrendous acts of violence towards all of God's children of this world......I just pray for the Innocent family members/friends who have to live their lives with the memories of these lost loved ones......
If only you knew all the war stories. In addition to the criminal work, I did a lot of juvenile law, both dependency (bad parents) and delinquency (bad kids). Sometimes you got both because the kids in trouble had children. There were plenty of sex crimes and abuse. Stuff that was sometimes more weird than awful.
Alright, I'll get out one of my favorite war stories. There was a father and son living together outside of town. We referred to them as the Sex Offender Duo, because both of them were registered sex offenders. One day, there was some kind of fight or commotion out there, so a sheriff went out along with a social worker.
They show up and the father is on meth or something, just going nuts, raving like a lunatic. The sheriff is trying to calm him down enough to cuff him and take him in for a psych eval.
The father and son were raising turkeys, so there were several of them wandering around the yard. Mid-rant, the father drops his pants, grabs a turkey and... well, begins having sex with it. He yells out, "I LOVE THEM BIRDS!"
No joke. The social worker out there was Crazy Rita. My then-girlfriend and now ex-fiancee. I saw the sheriff's report and court papers, too.
I spent most nights drinking with Crazy Rita and some other social workers in town - I worked with them on a lot of cases and they were also on the front lines.
You don't see a lot of old defense attorneys since most come right out of school and burn out after a few years. Prosecutors tend to hold up better, though.
It was exciting at first because you got to go to court and argue. But all the awful stuff started to take a toll. It drove me to look for alternatives and I found a local college that offered night courses in accounting. So I got into the program and eventually earned another degree in accounting.
That led into a job doing mostly corporate litigation. While the work was clean and turkey rape-free, it also went on at all hours and I got called in on holidays, weekends, and spent at least a bit of my few vacations on the phone. I had people freak out when I wasn't reachable by phone on a vacation. The good news was that I cashed out something like four months of unused vacation and sick time when I got out.
There is something of a happy ending. I moved to Arizona this Tuesday to help out with the family business down here. I'm planning to pick up an accounting gig to finally knock off a CPA license. I've got a shop down here where I can get around to a number of DIY projects and might start building stuff for others, there's an old car and motorcycle to play with, and I spent yesterday trespassing (
) in a ruined house built ca. 1870-1880. Really great place - if the foundation isn't a hideously expensive repair, I think I'll put in an offer. I've always wanted an old house like this.
Anyhow, didn't mean to get into a personal discussion, but things seem to have worked out OK. The past is in the past and I'm happy down here.