Dan and I were fighting for our lives. I focused on living and not getting killed.

We’d been communicating back and forth, and, then he didn’t respond. But the paramedics were attending to him and he couldn’t talk. He gave me the ‘thumbs up,’ and I knew he was OK.

The first day I got back in my patrol car, I was scared. It was the same beat. I had to face the demon. I made up my mind I was not going to let...

I was absolutely overwhelmed by the support.

The support we got was a big part of the healing process.

She dealt with the incident, she deals with the children. She deals with everyday stuff.

When I saw the gun, I focused on the threat. I heard the first shot and remember noises and seeing people ducking for cover. My focus was to get the gun and not get shot...

The event made me even more appreciative of what I’ve got. Not that you take it for granted, it’s not that you forget. The event made me value everything even more so.

Dan is my hero. He saved my life.

It felt like an hour. A couple of seconds can change your life forever.