You find heroes in the most unusual places …

I remember, about fourteen years ago, I first met Chuck Leadingham — and, quite frankly, I don’t think either one of us was impressed with the other!
He was an Ashland (KY) city cop, about the size of a brick house and with an attitude that seemed to match.  I, on the other hand, was this crazy live-wire guy from outta town that would talk to a wall if it made a sound! (WHOA!  That’s a hyperbole, folks.  I’ve never really talked to a wall … well, exceptin’ my ex father-in-law, maybe …)

As time went on, I found out more about Chuck … and, the more I learned, the more I liked the guy:  Involved with kids in the PAL (Police Athletic League), takin’ underprivileged youngsters down to Wal-Mart for Christmas presents (part of the Shop With A Cop program) — and extremely faithful to and proud of his wife, Denise, and their two children.

He worked his way up the ranks, I was told, without any ”special favors” or whatever; at the last, he was the APD’s Field Commander.

Today, the SUV is sitting beside Unity Baptist Church, draped in black crepe.  Beyond the flags that lead to the front of the church … beyond the mounds of flowers and grieving friends, officers and others … lie the bodies of Chuck and his beloved Denise.  They were killed a few days ago when their motorcycle’s rear tire blew out.

Now, I’ve gotta make it to the funeral in a moment, so let me touch on these lessons quickly:

• First, all of us who knew Chuck can tell ya that he was living proof that one person can make a difference.  He/she can rise to whatever level he/she aims for! 
• Second, never take for granted that you’re gonna be safe on a motorcycle!!  Imagine … a simple nail or whatever took out two vibrant lives!!  And anything that’s that simple to take outta commission shouldn’t be totally trusted, right?? Gimme four wheels any day! 

Okay … mebbe my timin’ was off; I shoulda started this after the funeral.  Right now, gotta go.

Talk to you this evening, okay??

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