I had a friend who's sister worked for
the department and I was working out of town and had came home to visit family and friends. I called my
friend up to do some running around with. When she came over she told me that she was going to visit with
her sister at the Sheriff Department. I being a good kid told my Mom of our intentions for the evening. My
Mom was not excited about me going up to the Sheriff Department and gave me instructions "Do not stand
outside the building". At the time the Jail Visitations took place in a fenced in yard outside were the inmates
visited with family or friends thru the chain link fence that was in full view of the public. Let me remind you
this was a very Small Town and small towns talk. So as I was leaving the house I reassured my Mom I would go inside to visit with my friends sister.
So I did as I was asked I went inside the building with my friend to visit her sister. While we were talking I
asked if they knew anyone hiring I was looking for a job back in the area. I then took home an application
for part time dispatch to fill out. Back at home I was very excited about filling out the application with
hopes for a job back at home. My Mom was protesting it with every breathe telling me that it was a Nasty
Place to work and that I did not need to be working at the Sheriff Department. I went on to finish the
application and returned it to the Sheriff Department and was hired that very day. As time went on my
mom really liked listening to the scanner at home. I was about to have my first child and the Department
was looking for another part time dispatcher to fill in while I was out. My Mom was the only person that
came to mind. I went home and told her we were looking for someone to work part time. Well she was hired on
to work part time and I reminded her that it was a Nasty place to work. Today my Mom is the Communications
Supervisor at the Local Police Department. And Yes, I trained her to be a Real Dispatcher, and still to this day I frequetly remind her of how Nasty of a place it is.
I am Presently Communications Supervisor at local Sheriff Department.
I would like to give Thanks to my Training Mentor who will be retiring 8/2000 after many, many years.
The first thing she taught me was that a Dispatcher is the "Life Line to the Officers Safety-the officer may only have one chance to ask
for help and that is what your here for". Was well taught words that have forever been in my way of dispatching.
The County Population is around 60,000 + we answer as many as
60+ 911 calls and on average 50 dispatched calls for Officers daily. We are a growing community.
I can remember when you might answer 50 calls in a week.
I Love my job there is no other way to describe it. I like being able to help people l do understand that when
a person is in need of help they will call 911 and it is a great pleasure everyday when l leave the office
knowing l have touched another life. I seperate myself from the people that call for help, so I have been
accused of having a "Sick sense of Humor". Using the daily things that happen and believe me everyday
I can make fun of others silly calls. I still get a call now and then that I have never had before, just when
you believe you have heard it all or seen it then here comes another person with a different story to tell.
I plan on trying to recall as many memories as I can to share with you on this site.
So head on over to my "Next" page and let me share with you Real Stories
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I work in Police Communications. I started in very early 1986 by chance I happened upon this opportunity
not knowing it would be the Greatest thing that would ever happen to my working carreer. Here's how:
