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Back when I was in middle school, my Sunday School teacher was Madeline Stillman. She and her husband, Donald, were actively involved in guiding our youth group at church. When I began high school, we moved away.
Donald Stillman was a police officer in Henrico County, Virginia. Twenty-five years ago today, he was killed in the line of duty. He was murdered by a suspect he was chasing after being caught in the commission of a crime. Their daughter was born just a couple of months later. He gave his life protecting someone else. He never met his daughter. She never knew her dad. His wife walked the road of parenthood and widowhood alone.
Today, there is a street that bears his name. I am told there is a park as well. Personally, I would have preferred that such memorials were unnecessary and that he was still here with us.
I WILL NEVER FORGET HIS SACRIFICE. Usually, I remember privately. This year, a quarter of a century later, I choose to remember him here on my blog.
