For Love of Country - Military Policewoman

He suddenly sprang away from me, holding me at arm’s length. I was surprised and pleased. As he escorted me back to my seat, I relished his reaction to my new occupation. Ridding myself of him had been easy. I enjoyed the remainder of the evening. Someone announced that I was leaving Toronto, and a fuss was made. By the end of the evening, Sam was drunk. We all teased him mercilessly as we walked him to the bus stop. Sam was always in control, always serious, and forever the true gentleman. Seeing him intoxicated was refreshing. I had seven days left, but I would miss everyone terribly. The following day was to be my last with the security firm. It began with the harsh ringing of the telephone in my room at only ten minutes to six. Ken, my supervisor, needed me earlier for the day’s work assignments at Bell Canada. Sam was a half hour late arriving. This was extraordinary as he had never been late before. Sandy arrived to relieve me at eleven so I could provide security for the football game at the Exhibition grounds. I was teamed with Paul, who was vulgar, but cute. At a quarter to four I was on the move again; now I was being sent to supervise security at the Markham Fair with Carl. ” Excerpt From: Silva Redigonda. “For love of country : military policewoman. www.silvaredigonda.ca Today, Remembrance Day, I want to acknowledge all those who have died during war. I want to especially say a prayer to my friends who have been in war and have since died. I miss you.