Dallas is a big city. It's filled with this vast spectrum of people, from all different walks of life. Some have had it easy, some have had the most troubling, difficult lives imaginable. Many live with various health issues, some have encountered unimaginable hardships, and others have had stress-free, unadulterated lives. The boiling pot of Dallas is exactly that - a great collection of a variety of people.
As such, Dallas suffered a horrible, abhorrent tragedy on July 7 of this year. Five police officers were killed in the line of duty, and in the process were taken to a place close to home - Parkland Hospital. For those that know me personally, you know my close ties. The doctors and the staff are my family away from home, and the loss was tough to bear. Not only for the city, the hospital, the staff, but mostly for the officers and families that suffered the losses.
Not long after, I was approached by a friend of mine, who I've known several years, Amy. She's a police officer for the Dallas Police Department, and she asked for a session. But this was a personal session; one in her regalia, in the midst of downtown Dallas, showing who she is - a Dallas Police Officer.
I knew this would be a challenge, but in very much a good way. How do I convey the severity of such an honor to a public servant, and still manage to be creative? How do I make it honest? How do I allow Amy to be Amy, but in a way that honors both the officers currently on duty, and those who were lost on July 7?
We spent the afternoon around Klyde Warren, among the people of Dallas. Many came and thanked her for her service, and the difficult task it may be to get up every day to serve and protect. While she wanted these for herself and her family, it was amazing to be a part of this.
Thank you Amy for your service.