Serving as a United States Capitol police officer in Washington DC on the morning of September 11, 2001, I was sitting in a classroom at the Navy Annex Building right across from the Pentagon.
When the first planes struck the World Trade Center in New York City, I was summoned back to the Capitol to start the evacuation operation. That’s when I saw the most chilling sight – black smoke billowing from the Pentagon building.
As I’m running into the capitol building, people were running from the then-unknown danger. Then I heard of a plane, Flight 93, crashing in Pennsylvania. I truly believe that plane was meant for the capitol building, the place into which I had just run.
A few weeks later, I was working security detail in the Senate Hart Building when the letter arrived containing anthrax – another chapter in my book I call life.
Serving in Washington DC as a dignitary protection agent, working countless hours due to the attack on our great country, and then spending the last 17 years of this chapter in my life – working for the Collier County Sheriff’s Office on the front line, in the face of Hurricanes Charlie, Wilma, and Irma, running into danger, wildfires, countless unknowns- never running away.
I believe it’s time to close that chapter of this book and start a new chapter, representing the great people of Southwest Florida.