Wow, I havent blogged for about 2.5 years. A lot has changed. Especially my involvement with a new MA in Forensic Psychology. It is interesting, that the very thing I am studying led to the demise of my Great Grandfather Gilbert, who was in essence a great man. A man that I aspire to be like. High ranking to one of the biggest Law enforcement agencies on the planet. He fell prone to the lie that drinking offers a relevant escape, when it doesn't. I am sitting here wondering, when I should be writing...if my grandfather is my subconscious inspiration for this interest? I never knew him, I never met him, and I know little about him. But he was a white, male cop. Hard working, and drank too much sometimes. Thats about all i know. I wonder if he drank to get away from the horror of society that he fought to protect the innocent against? I wonder if he used it as an escape from the fear that he couldn't control every situation? I wonder. Realizing this makes me really happy I am where I am. He sounds a lot like me, I think if I were to meet him, I would instantly like him. I hope I meet him someday. I hope to use his legacy as a new found inspiration in my study of law enforcement psychology.
This ones for you (Great) Grandpa.
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