10/13/2025                                                                            
                                    
                                                                            
                                            It was one of those evenings where the air felt still. The sun was setting, clouds were few, and Franklin County, Pennsylvania, was quiet — for the moment. I had just pulled back into station, ready to catch up on the 26 pending reports that had piled up over the past two weeks. Franklin County has a way of making a Trooper feel right at home, let me tell you.
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I barely made it through the door when the radio cracked to life — a man was holding his wife, kid, and neighbor hostage at gunpoint inside his double-wide. I bolted out of the station, jumped into the new Crown Vic, and hit the lights. Three of us ran code down the highway — I was lead car. The red and blue lights danced across every road sign, warping by like you were blasting through a runway at warp speed. Dispatch fed us updates in real time — the guy wasn’t cooperating.
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I knew the area well, so we started working a plan before we even arrived. I had a few years on the job by then, feeling damn near invincible. Music always helped me keep my head straight, so I flicked on 101.5 FM — Mudvayne’s Happy? had just come on. Out there, anyone standing along that stretch of road would’ve heard the thunder — sirens wailing, wind ripping through the open windows, and Mudvayne breaking the silence of the countryside. The sound would’ve hit you hard… and disappeared just as fast as we arrived.
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That night ended with me crawling through a field of corn after an attempted climb up a barn silo went sideways. I needed to get to the back door of the house without the suspect seeing me — he’d already told dispatch he was looking at multiple guys through a rifle scope. My only goal was to keep my brothers safe. Nobody got hurt that night, but fifteen years later, it’s still burned into my memory.
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The outdoors, archery, and a camera — that’s what keeps me grounded now. Staying healthy, staying sharp, staying ready for whatever comes next. I’m still wearing the same badge, just in a different place. The days aren’t as hostile as they used to be, but when Happy? hits the radio… it’s still the same outcome — VOLUME UP.⬆️