Make your own free website on Tripod.com

Latimer County 911

Jokes & Poems

Home
About Our Dispatchers
Pics
Useful Links
Jokes & Poems

Returning home from work, a blonde was shocked to find her house ransacked and burglarized. She telephoned the police at once and reported the crime. The police dispatcher broadcast the call and a K-9 unit patrolling nearby was the first to respond.

As the K-9 officer approached the house with his dog on a leash, the blonde ran out on the porch, shuddered at the sight of the cop and his dog, then sat down on the steps.

Putting her face in her hands, she moaned: "I come home to find all my possessions stolen. I call the police for help, and what do they do? They send me a BLIND policeman!"

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------

A Dispatcher's Prayer

Dear Lord, help me keep safe those who depend on me. Give me healthy ears,
for they are my link with those who need me. Keep my mind sharp and alert,
my fingers quick and nimble. Grant that I never forget
how to do ten things at once, and do them all equally well.
Bless me with patience Lord.
Patience to deal with the public, with the officers, with the boss,
and with everyone else who makes me want to grit my teeth and yell.
Give me nerves of steel, that I may listen to a mother screaming
for her child to live, the man with a gun,
or an officer yelling for backup, and not give way to panic.
Grant me empathy, that I may help the battered wife, the rape victim,
the abused child, and not cause them more pain than they already have.
God, give me the ability to learn what I need, to remember it quickly,
and give me the wisdom to use the knowledge properly.
Bless my family Lord, for they will have to make sacrifices to shift work,
overtime, canceled plans and times when I just can't take on one more thing.
Help them understand the missed ball games, school programs and dinners for two.
Lord, give me courage. Courage to persevere when I feel
undervalued, unappreciated, overworked and unrecognized.
Courage to keep trying when I feel in my heart it's hopeless.
Last of all Lord, help me to never forget
why I chose this job in the first place,
to never lose sight of what is important in the midst of the stress.
Help me to remember that I make a difference,
however small it may seem some days, and that I matter.
I am a dispatcher, Lord, grant me peace.
----------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Dispatcher: Nine-one-one

Caller: Hi, is this the police?

Dispatcher: This is 911. Do you need police assistance?

Caller: Well, I don't know who to call. Can you tell me how to
cook a turkey? I've never cooked one before.
---------------------------------------------------------------------------------                                      
"Just A Dispatcher"
 
I TAKE A BREATH AS I SIT DOWN,
GOD GIVE ME STRENGTH TO MAKE THIS ROUND
SO MANY LIVES, I HOLD IN HAND,
SO MANY PEOPLE WITH DEMANDS.

MY FIRST CALL, A CHILD IS SCREAMING,
DADDY'S BEATING MOM AND SHE'S NOT BREATHING.

IT'S HARD TO DEAL WITH AND STAY CALM,
THE CHILD YELLS, "DAD'S GOT A GUN!"

I HAVE TO TAKE CONTROL AND SAY,
PLEASE SLOW DOWN THEY'RE ON THEIR WAY
AS I DISPATCH TO MY DEPUTIES,

"10-47, THERE IS WEAPONS"

TEN THOUSAND THINGS RUSH THROUGH MY HEAD,
GOD I PRAY SHE'S NOT DEAD.
STAY ON THE PHONE AND TALK TO ME,
AS I RISE TO MY FEET.

THE COPS ARE HERE THE CHILD IS SAYING,
STAY ON THE LINE AS I START PRAYING.
"BE ADVISED HE HAS A GUN,

AND HE ALSO HAS HIS SON."

NOW I HAVE AN OPEN LINE,
JUST A DISPATCHER IN THE BLIND
"DISPATCH," I HEARD HIM SAY,

"HIS NAME IS TEDDY AND HE'S OKAY."

THEY CLEAR THE SCENE FROM THE CALL,
NOT ONE DEPUTY HAD TO FALL.
I TAKE A BREATH AS I SIT DOWN,

THANK YOU GOD, WE MADE THAT ROUND.

I'M JUST A DISPATCHER, CAN'T YOU SEE
JUST A LIFELINE BETWEEN YOU AND ME.

By

Donna Lindsey

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------

This poem is dedicated to the Dispatchers of all
agencies. Thank
YOU for being there for us!

Our dispatchers are our lifeline.
Without them we would be lost
If we did not have them
What would be the cost?

We would have no information
On the criminals we pursue.
And when we got into trouble,
Without them what would we do?

They're our link to our nearest backup,
they get info on cars we have stopped.
Without them on the radio,
We wouldn't be much of a cop.

They call out the fire trucks and medics,
And they deal with the walk ins and freaks.
And every other situation,
That through our front door peaks.

So the next time you push the button,
And into the mike you speak.
Just remember to appreciate the voice
On the other end, that's there from week to week.

Our Dispatchers are our lifeline,
I know this to be true.
Cause I sure wouldn't want to be out there,
Without one to protect us, the way that they do!

Author Unknown

 

---------------------------------------------------------------------------------

"Anonymous Voices

We sit in a room...
So dark and small...
Waiting for ...
A 911 call...

We listen to your voice...
And hear your pain...
We want to help....
Although at times it seems to be in vain...

Our job isn't glamorous...
It isn't for all...
We're there to help...
When you make that call...

There's crying...
And screaming....
And small voices in pain...
That breaks our hearts....
But in that there's no shame....

To hear a small child.....
Scared because mom isn't home....
Or the voice of an old woman....
Who's husband just moans.....

We don't ask for fanfare....
Or even a cheer.....
It's enough to know....
That help is finally near.....

Our job is to help.....
To make you feel safe....
To make those long moments...
Go quickly as they came....

And at the end of the day......
When we can shut off our fears....
We get in our cars.....
And shed a few tears....

Because the next day we'll be back....
In a room dark and small....
Waiting for....
A 911 call.....

Written by:

Lawrence Roche

Dispatcher for
Plainview Police Department
Plainview, Texas