Congratulations about being able to sign off for the last time and going home. I have a feeling my own career, although not nearly as long as yours is going to be coming to an end in the next few months, mine due to some 19 year old kid who screwed up my left arm, but I have learned to live with it such as it is.
I agree that the general public will never have one idea about what anyone in law enforcement does or what we see in a day. Working in the jail as I have I have watched the same teenagers that came in for little stuff come back as adults committing felonies. I have met child killers, drug dealers, gang bangers and even the town drunks, jail is a place for all of them. I have had to go in cells where inmates have covered every square inch of the room with feces and had to drag them out and help with the clean up. I have wrestled with guys who have been covered in blood, pepper spray, urine and ****, sometimes one of the above, sometimes all at once. I have had my head bounced off a metal stool, and even smacked across the face with a bible by a female inmate who refused to go to her cell. I have seen several suicide attempts but never one committed thankfully. I have seen guys beaten, stabbed, choked and stomped. People don't realize what stress is like until they walk into a court room and there are fifteen members of the victim's family and you are walking with the prisoner who is accused of molesting one of their kids. I did that my first transport to a little tiny town court / town hall / bingo parlor. No cell service and the nearest substation was thirty minutes away. That's where guts come in to play, no question about it. I have seen stress take its toll on people in this line of work. Out of my class of 34 people, there is only 15 of us left after about nine years and one of my instructors committed suicide three years ago. Several guys I know who don't work there now are alcoholics, more than a few have been divorced and we all have more grey hair. Getting into law enforcement these days is not for the faint of heart with budget cuts and everyone who has their relative getting arrested or has some family member in jail alleges abuse or brutality. I remember when my father was a cop back when I was growing up how we were told to respect those wearing a badge. Now cops are given anything but respect from the youth of today. Like you Charlie I have made friends and made enemies. I have told more than one if they come near me or mine it will be the biggest and last mistake they could ever make. One of my favorites was to tell them to come on over and meet the twins, modified and full choke.
Congrats Charlie on a successful retirement!