Core Beliefs My biological father was never a part of my life growing up. I was fortunate to have my Grandfather and my Uncle in my life. I shudder to think about how I would have ended up, had they not been a part of my development. A few years ago, I was forced to look at myself in a far deeper manner than I had ever done before. My biological father decided that after almost 50 years he wanted to be a part of my life. This experience made me look at who I am and why I believe the things that I do. This unwelcome interaction with him was a painful and uncomfortable struggle for me. Many unpleasant memories came to the surface. More importantly, it forced me to look at why I do the things that I do and why I believe certain others. My belief system has guided my life. It was not until I began to peel back the layers of my non-existent relationship with my father that I began to understand what drives me. I live a life motivated by family, accountability, honor, and defense of those who cannot defend themselves.
I grew up in a small town in eastern North Carolina. As an adult, I went into law enforcement. I have served in various roles including State Drug Enforcement Agent, Chief Investigator, and Chief Deputy. I grew tired of the politics as a Chief Deputy and went to work for a public safety software company. My job allows me an opportunity to interact with law enforcement agencies across the country. Work is fun because it does not feel like work to me. Years ago, I
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For my career I chose to be a cop. I want to be a cop because I want to work outside and inside. I also want to be a cop because you get paid well. Some of my relatives are police officers and I want to do what they do. I like to make people do the right thing.
A phenomenal, strong, and intelligent woman. I introduce myself in such ways because I am a daddyless daughter, however being a daddy-less daughter does not define who I am. It does not take away the hard work, and achievements I have encountered in my 20 years of living.
As a child, I always wanted a career enforcing the law. Weather it was with the police department or criminal justice was undecided at that time. As I grew older I pulled more to the fence of criminal justice. Simply because I do not like the way the system is set up.
Throughout my life I never really had parents; coming home to a drug abuser who was constantly zoned out was a normal day. I wasn't loved or even thought of as a child. My biological parents never once came to my awards or conferences. I used to lie to my childhood friends and say that my parents had to constantly work. In reality they didn't care at all.As a child I had both of my parents; when I grew up everything collapsed. I was in 7th grade when I realized that my life would change dramatically. My biological mother fell deeply into drugs, as for my biological father he left without saying anything. At the age of 12 , I was placed with a family friend, while my biological mother was in rehabilitation.
Father, we approach you in humility, in awe of your never ending love for us. It's In this love that you have called us to know you, led us to trust you, and bound our life with yours. We rejoice with Camille and the Gibson family this morning as she has made the decision to commit her life to Christ and given him the reins to lead her down life's journey.
The happiest, most exciting memories I hold on to are often accompanied by a country song, whether it be playing in the background, or roaring over the speakers. Songs are written for people to feel and relate to the emotion the songwriter and singer put behind the lyrics. Growing up having my dad be my role model and most influential person in my life, I often find myself in things that remind me of him or our memories, along with songs that describe a girl who is fearless and lives on the edge at times, as if there are no consequences. For me, this is especially true listening to the song “She Ain’t Right,” by Lee Brice, which highlights my personality and strength I got from my dad, my sense of fearlessness, and my constant seeking out of adventure.
There are many different career paths that make up the professional field of Law Enforcement in this country and around the world. It has been a dream of mine to be part something that is bigger than myself, that offers the opportunity to help the community I live in. To me, Law Enforcement offers me that chance. It is also the closest thing to the military that I believe will allow me to put to use what I have learned and experienced from my time in the U.S. Army. Finding the right fit for my skills and knowledge is a challenge that I look forward to. The research into the different fields of Law Enforcement provided me with a better sense of what I have to look forward to and what I believe to be the
I remember it like it was yesterday. It was in a park, bright and sunny out , I was feeling every kind of emotion there was to feel. I didn’t know what to expect or how I was going to react. My mom was right next to me looking calm as ever. How did she do it? Suddenly, I see a car pull up and a taller, muscular man steps out. That’s the very first time I met my biological dad.
What draws me to law enforcement was the interaction I had with police officers on daily basis as a small child. I can remember them taking me outside of a business that was ran by my family and letting me set in their patrol car and being great role models for me as I got older those role models played a more important role through my teenage years steering me toward good decisions and staying out of trouble it is that life experience that draws me to law enforcement for the potential to help some who needs help or be a positive influence on some who is starting on the wrong path . I want to be in some form of law enforcement to be able to at least try to make a difference in my community and know that at the end of my shift I gave my 100
Some would call criminal justice a career or profession. I do not. I have been called into this world by God. My entire life has been standing up for the underdog, fighting battles, and excelling in the face of challenges. Many influences both internal and external have led me to do this work I love.
The reason I want to be involved in law enforcement is the diversification of the career field. I learned that inside of law enforcement I will have the opportunity to save or change someones life on a daily basis. Then being grateful that I possibly saved someones life just by my mere presence in a area or certain situation. The key thing with law enforcement to me is community policing, the factor that allows people to smile when they see a patrol car in there area. I am willing to accept the challenge that it is my responsibility to protect and sever my community. The place that is not only my community but is also home which I will protect as someone
I remember the first time that I knew Leila was different from me. Her skin more caramel, features darker than both my mom and dad. My parents were more distant with Leila than they were with me, but I never knew why. They weren’t that affectionate to begin with, but I never remember them hugging, kissing, or saying I love you to Leila. So, one day, I asked Leila why she looked nothing like me.
"Never forget the past…because it may haunt you forever. Regret all the bad things…cherish the good things. Look ahead always…but don't let the bad things from the past get in your mind." As a young child, there were so many incidents in my life that made me become the person I am today. There were rough times as well as good times. If I were to tell you all of them, I would remember half of them. I think some of my incidents really had some impact, and some were just simple ways of life. To tell you the truth, the incident that had the most impact on me has to be when my real father left me at the age of three. I never knew my father. I mean being a baby, you really have no experience or recognition of somebody else.
On January 12th, 1999, a bouncing baby boy by the name of Martin Nitzken came into the world. The hospital room was full of his loved ones who, even though he didn’t know, were going to be there for him for the rest of his days. He weighed in at nine pounds and fifteen ounces and was twenty-two inches long, quite the big boy. But it wasn’t just himself that was big, his heart was big too. For his years to come, this heart would help him to make connections with people who would eventually guide him to where he is today.