Originally posted by thefulleffectYou're on to a winner here.... My first ever job in the NZ Police as a 19yr old cop was to tell a mother that her 21yrs son had gassed himself in his car... my Sgt went to make the tea. It was 1977 could've been yesterday!
I'm sorry, your son/daughter is dead....
Telling a Mum who's just lost a baby to cot death that there has to be an autopsy.... that's a candidate.
The cake goes to the poor father that tells his wife... "Darling I backed over xxxkids namexx... s/he's dead"
Sad lines tragic memories....
Originally posted by Tirau DanWhat a life youve had. youve seen some things. no wonder your pondering life. Not many of us have to face situations like that.
You're on to a winner here.... My first ever job in the NZ Police as a 19yr old cop was to tell a mother that her 21yrs son had gassed himself in his car... my Sgt went to make the tea. It was 1977 could've been yesterday!
Telling a Mum who's just lost a baby to cot death that there has to be an autopsy.... that's a candidate.
The cake goes to ...[text shortened]... "Darling I backed over xxxkids namexx... s/he's dead"
Sad lines tragic memories....
Originally posted by Tirau Danthe only thing i can think of that would be worse would be
You're on to a winner here.... My first ever job in the NZ Police as a 19yr old cop was to tell a mother that her 21yrs son had gassed himself in his car... my Sgt went to make the tea. It was 1977 could've been yesterday!
Telling a Mum who's just lost a baby to cot death that there has to be an autopsy.... that's a candidate.
The cake goes to ...[text shortened]... "Darling I backed over xxxkids namexx... s/he's dead"
Sad lines tragic memories....
'World War III has broken out - the human race has slit its own throat'