My Favorite Pistol

Back in the 1990s, the UHP transitioned over to the Beretta Cougar .40 caliber. This weapon was easy to shoot and it fit my hands perfectly. After a number of years, the department went over to the Glock 22 (.40 cal.). I can shoot the Glock well, but the I have never become comfortable with the way it fits my hands.

What Is A Veteran? (From www.kodj.com)

Some veterans bear visible signs of their service: a missing limb, a jagged scar, a certain look in the eye.
Others may carry the evidence inside them: a pin holding a bone together, a piece of shrapnel in the leg - or perhaps another sort of inner steel: the soul's ally forged in the refinery of adversity.
Except in parades, however, the men and women who have kept America safe wear no badge or emblem. You can't tell a vet just by looking.

He is the cop on the beat who spent six months in Saudi Arabia sweating two gallons a day making sure the armored personnel carriers didn't run out of fuel.
He is the barroom loudmouth, dumber than five wooden planks, whose overgrown frat-boy behavior is outweighed a hundred times in the cosmic scales by four hours of exquisite bravery near the 38th parallel.
She - or he - is the nurse who fought against futility and went to sleep sobbing every night for two solid years in Da Nang.
He is the POW who went away one person and came back another - or didn't come back AT ALL.
He is the Quantico drill instructor who has never seen combat - but has saved countless lives by turning slouchy, no-account rednecks and gang members into Marines, and teaching them to watch each other's backs.
He is the parade - riding Legionnaire who pins on his ribbons and medals with a prosthetic hand.
He is the career quartermaster who watches the ribbons and medals pass him by.
He is the three anonymous heroes in The Tomb Of The Unknowns, whose presence at the Arlington National Cemetery must forever preserve the memory of all the anonymous heroes whose valor dies
unrecognized with them on the battlefield or in the ocean's sunless deep.
He is the old guy bagging groceries at the supermarket - palsied now and aggravatingly slow - who helped liberate a Nazi death camp and who wishes all day long that his wife were still alive to hold him when the nightmares come.
He is an ordinary and yet an extraordinary human being - a person who offered some of his life's most vital years in the service of his country, and who sacrificed his ambitions so others would not have to sacrifice theirs.
He is a soldier and a savior and a sword against the darkness, and he is nothing more than the finest, greatest testimony on behalf of the finest, greatest nation ever known.
So remember, each time you see someone who has served our country, just lean over and say Thank You.
That's all most people need, and in most cases it will mean more than any medals they could have been awarded or were awarded.
Two little words that mean a lot, "THANK YOU".
"It is the soldier, not the reporter, Who has given us freedom of the press. It is the soldier, not the poet, Who has given us freedom of speech. It is the soldier, not the campus organizer, Who has given us the
freedom to demonstrate. It is the soldier, Who salutes the flag, Who serves beneath the flag, and whose coffin is draped by the flag, who allows the protestor to burn the flag."

Teens Learn Safety Driving Old Police Cruisers

Sgt. Holley put together a program called the "Teen Driver Challenge" which allows teen drivers to come into the DPS EVO track and spend a Saturday learning and polishing up on driving techniques. High schools involved in the High School Adoption program are invited to come out and participate.

http://www.ksl.com/?nid=148&sid=8595591

Precious Cargo

Motor vehicle crashes are the leading cause of death and injury for American children, ranking ahead of all other types of unintentional injuries, and claiming more lives than any childhood disease.

If left unrestrained, infants and children are thrown around the vehicle like flying missiles. In a 30-mph crash, children may be thrown forward with a force equal to 30 times their own weight, (i.e., 10 lb. infant x 30 mph = 300 lbs of force.) That's like falling from a three-story building!

Inflatable Seat Belts

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=MN5htEaRk4A

Double Dipping- Daily Herald Article

http://www.heraldextra.com/news/opinion/mailbag/article_dadc3499-ca2f-5eb5-bb99-b9944bfa37d4.html
Like the article mentions, anyone would be foolish to not take advantage of this policy-- if they were in a position to do so.

06 Nov. 2009- Shooting With The Sgt.

Sgt. Dockstader and I went and shot several hundred rounds on the West side of Utah Lake. We spent some time working on accuracy and speed.

04 Nov. 2009- Fall Section Meeting

I attended Section 4's (Salt Lake Co.) Fall Section Meeting today.

Col. Fuhr gave a presentation on the UHP's goals and strategic plan. During the Q&A portion, considerable time was spent talking about the promotional process. I mentioned that passing the PT (Physical Test) should be the gateway into the promotional process. Col. Fuhr agreed and said that it couldn't be implimented this year, but hoped that will be a requirement next year.

UHP Citizens Police Academy- Fall 2009

Session #14 of the UHP Citizens Police Academy

This was a good sized group of participants-- compared to what we usually have in each session. There was total of 33 people that registered. This session included three members of the Utah State House of Representatives.