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Medic alert dog helps diabetic teen enjoy active life

By Karen Ott Mayer
Special to The Commercial Appeal
Monday, November 26, 2007

It would seem that 15-year-old Grace Hanks is just a young girl and her dog, Garbo, is just a young black lab, but together they symbolize a lifeline.Diagnosed with Type 1 diabetes when she was 8, Grace has spent her youth learning how to manage the disease and struggling to maintain her blood sugar level.
Despite all best efforts, her family has faced more than one emergency trip to the hospital, and until last month, worried about Grace during the night or when she was alone.
"Grace is a brittle diabetic, which means it's extremely difficult to maintain her blood sugar," said her mother Lori Hanks. " At one point, she was giving herself 12 insulin shots per day." As an adolescent, Grace's blood sugar is further influenced by growth hormones, puberty, stress and even a common cold virus.
Not only did Grace face physical challenges after her diagnosis, but emotional ones as well. "I thought maybe I couldn't do all the things I used to do," she said.
Then came Garbo.
Early on, the Hanks family, who live in Collierville, joined the Juvenile Diabetes Research Foundation (JDRF) in search of support and information. They read about service dogs that work as medic alert dogs monitoring blood sugar levels, seizures and even migraines. "These dogs can cost up to $40,000," said Grace's dad, Jody.
At the annual JDRF gala last spring events occurred that would lead them to Garbo. "They were auctioning service dogs in the auction," said Lori. The nonprofit group called Canine Assistance Rehabilitation Education and Services (CARES) of Kansas auctioned "a dog," meaning a family purchased a dog they would meet in the future, since pairings are extremely specific.
The Hanks family got a dog for about $3,700.
The training process for dogs like Garbo begins at 6 weeks, when a puppy joins a foster family. Then, the dog spends time with an inmate in the El Dorado, Kan., prison system to learn basic obedience skills.
The purchasing family completes a detailed questionnaire that profiles interests, activities and lifestyle. "The agency really tries to match the dog to the owner's personality," said Lori.
The dogs are taught scent discrimination skills, which build on their natural ability. "Dogs have 400 times the scent ability of humans," said Lori.
Lori and Grace traveled to Kansas in October, where they spent a week with CARES and finally, met Garbo, the willowy and friendly lab that would be Grace's companion and more.
"They brought Garbo into the room and said, 'Garbo, meet Grace,' and she ran to Grace. They bonded immediately," said Lori.
Everyone has a unique scent, and Grace's scent changes when her blood sugar changes. The dog detects that change and alerts its owner.
The process for Grace and Garbo is simple. Each time Grace checks her blood sugar, she holds out her hand and asks Garbo sniff her hand. "If my blood sugar is fine, I just pat her and say something nice. If my blood sugar is out of range, then I give her a treat," Grace said. Only Grace is allowed to reward Garbo.
The two go everywhere together, including Grace's school, Rossville Christian Acadamy.
"Everyone at school loves her. I know if she detects something wrong at school, because she'll lay down most of the time, but if she keeps getting up or is persistent, I know to check my blood sugar," Grace said.
Since joining the family, Garbo has proven her worth. One night, Garbo woke Grace up. "She wouldn't leave me alone and stood over me, licking my face. Finally, I said OK and checked my sugar. It was actually really low."
Lori says Garbo has brought a sense of peace to her nights. "In August (before they had the dog), Grace awoke and was seriously sick. She had to sit and scoot down the staircase to wake us. We immediately went to the hospital. If she hadn't woken up that night, she could have easily died. With Garbo, I feel safe going to bed at night," Lori said.
The family now foeels they have real protection as Grace ventures into the world alone. "I want Garbo with her when she drives, or as she goes to college. If we're with her, we may leave Garbo at home. It's just those times when Grace is alone that is so crucial to have Garbo." Jody said.
He says that it's important for families who find themselves with a diabetic child to reach out to other families. "Try not to face it alone. We learn something every day from someone who may have more experience than us or we may be able to share our experience with someone whose child has just been diagnosed."
And Lori wants other diabetics to know that dogs like Garbo are available.
"They may not realize that these dogs are affordable and that they really can help diabetics."

Grace Hanks got diagnosed with type 1 diabetes when she was 8. Grace spent half of her young life learning how to manage the disease and struggling to maintain her blood sugar level. Early on, the Hanks family decided to joined the Juveile Diabetes Research Foundation (JDRF) in search of support information. They read about service dogs that work as medic alert dogs, which help in monitoring blood sugar level, with seizures and even migraines. These dogs can cost up to $40,000. At the annual JDRF gala which took place last spring, a chain of events started that lead the Hanks family to Garbo. There was an auctioning services for dogs, and at that time the Hanks family got a dog for about $3,700. Of course, there was to be some training for the dog to learn basic obedience skills. The process for Grace and Garbo is simple. Everytime Grace checks her blood sugar, she holds her hand out and asks Garbo to sniff her hand. If Grace's blood sugar is fine, she just pats her and says something nice. If her blood sugar is out of range, then she gives a treat. But only Grace is allowed to give the treat to Garbo. Now Grace and Garbo go everywhere together, including Grace's school, Rossville Christian Acadamy.

Grace went through a very difficult time with the diabetes, especially when she was only 8. Grace is a very strong girl; if this were happen to me, I would give up quickly. Grace must be very happy now that she has Garbo next to her all the time. I love dogs, but I did not know that dogs can sense diabetes; that's very awesome. I hope she's always happy because Garbo is always next to her.

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Attempted murder in dorm
Student attacked, beaten in Cummings Hall; alleged attacker in police custody
Andy Harper
Issue date: 9/27/07 Section: News

An MTSU freshman remains stable in critical condition after being allegedly attacked by another student in Cummings Hall dormitory Tuesday night.Ashley Manis, freshman undeclared and resident of Cummings Hall, was discovered in room 420 of Cummings a little before midnight, said Buddy Peaster, chief of the MTSU police department.Kevin Sisco, freshman aerospace major and resident of room 420, was arrested and charged with attempted first-degree murder. He was booked at the Rutherford County Sheriff's Office at 9:40 a.m. on Wednesday.Both students are 18 years old; Ashley is from Cordova, Tenn. and Sisco is from Murfreesboro.Manis sustained extreme head-trauma and numerous internal injuries including several broken bones, Peaster said. When EMS paramedics responded, Manis was immediately transported to Middle Tennessee Medical Center and later taken by LifeFlight to Vanderbilt hospital. "The weapon is unknown," Peaster said. "Murfreesboro City Police will sort through the evidence gathered in the room." Peaster said there is always a possibility of multiple weapons used, but because of the injuries sustained by Manis, the weapon is not "traditional." He did confirm the use of a blunt object in the attack.+Sisco's court date is Nov. 27 and his bail is set at $300,000. He has not posted bail and currently remains in custody at the Rutherford County Sheriff's Office Adult Detention.While the relationship between the Sisco and Manis is unknown, there is a previous situation in which both were issued citations, Peaster said.On Sept. 9, Manis and Sisco were in room 420 when campus police were called to investigate the possible presence of alcohol and a head injury.Sisco had sustained minor scrapes to his head, Peaster said. When police arrived, they found alcohol, a knife and a pair of brass knuckles. Manis was charged with underage consumption and Sisco was charged with underage consumption and possession of weapons on campus. Both were issued citations.The campus was alerted Wednesday morning via e-mail and administration held a meeting with the residents and staff of Cummings Hall in the afternoon.
"We really wanted to give you [the students] an opportunity to hear what we know," Peaster said at the Cummings Hall meeting. "We want to answer your questions the best we can and make you apart of the on-going investigation."In addition to Peaster, Tom Tozer, director of News and Public Affairs, Sarah Sudak, executive director of Housing and Residential Life, and Bob Glenn, vice president for Student Affairs and vice provost for Enrollment Management, were present. Peaster, with the support of the other campus administrators, briefed the residents of the hall on the situation and gave students an opportunity to ask questions.Some of the student questions included issues of safety and policies for visitors."We just want everyone to know that the policies for the dorm will not be changed," Sudak said. "We will continue the same visiting hours and check-in system as before."Sudak reminded all students that for the safety measures to be effective, they would need to abide by the standing policies and cooperate with the dormitory staff.Peaster concluded the question and answer session by asking for any students with knowledge of either Manis or Sisco and students who might be witnesses to come and speak with the campus police.

This article is about attempted murder in dorm. This incident is happened at MTSU, Ashley Manis a freshman remain unstable in critical condition after the attack happened at Cummings Hall dormitory. Kevin Sisco , freshman aerospace major was arrested and charged with attempted first-degree murder. Manis was found with numerous internal injuries including several broken bones. The weapon is unknown, police is gathering all sort of evidence in the room. There's always a possible that there're many different weapons are involved in this incident. The court dat for Sisco's Nov.27, and it would cost $300,000 to bail him out. Sisco's now remains in custody at the Rutherford County Sheriff's Office Adult Detention.
I was shock when I hear my sister told my about what happen to Ashley Manis. I don't really know her that well, but we used to go to Ridgeway High together. The only thing that I know about her is her appearance. Beside that I don't know anything about her. Well whatever happen I hope she gets better and be cautious with making friend in the future.

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Faulty fire alarms prompt officials to close main library
By Jody Callahan (Contact)Monday, October 29, 2007

The Benjamin L. Hooks Central Library at 3030 Poplar is closed for the rest of the day because of a malfunctioning fire alarm system. Library officials expect the building to reopen Tuesday. Normal weekday hours are 9 a.m. to 9 p.m.
The problem started about 1:30 p.m. today when fire alarms went off, sounding for about 30 minutes, library spokesman Lillian Johnson said. The building was evacuated, but no fire was found.
The alarms sounded again about 4:40 p.m., prompting the shutdown, Johnson said.
"There was a malfunction with the sensors and the fire department decided it would be best to just close it down," she said.
For anyone needing a library Monday night, the closest branch to the Central location is at 460 S. Highland. Branch libraries are open until 8 p.m.

Today Benjamin L. Hooks Central Library closed down for the whole day due to fire alarm went off. At 1:30 p.m and again at 4:40 p.m but no smoke or fire was found. The library was decided to closed for the rest of the day and reopen to Tuesday. No one know what happen maybe something might went wrong with the alarm or someone might just play game. This kind of firer alarm happen so much now a day at many school, if they caught whosever doing it they could go to jail because it could harm other students.

http://www.nytimes.com/2007/10/21/books/chapters/1014-1st-nemirovsky.html?ref=books

FIRE IN THE BLOOD
By IRÈNE NÉMIROVSKY
Published: October 21, 2007

We were drinking a light punch, the kind we had when I was young, and all sitting around the fire, my Erard cousins, their children and I. It was an autumn evening, the whole sky red above the sodden fields of turned earth. The fiery sunset promised a strong wind the next day; the crows were cawing. This large, icy house is full of draughts. They blew in from everywhere with the sharp, rich tang of autumn. My cousin Hélène and her daughter, Colette, were shivering beneath the shawls I'd lent them, cashmere shawls that had belonged to my mother. They asked how I could live in such a rat hole, just as they did every time they came to see me, and Colette, who is shortly to be married, spoke proudly of the charms of the Moulin-Neuf where she would soon be living, and "where I hope to see you often, Cousin Silvio," she said. She looked at me with pity. I am old, poor and unmarried, holed up in a farmer's hovel in the middle of the woods. Everyone knows I've travelled, that I've worked my way through my inheritance. A prodigal son. By the time I got back to the place where I was born, even the fatted calf had waited for me for so long it had died of old age. Comparing their lot with mine, the Erards no doubt forgave me for borrowing money I had never returned and repeated, after their daughter, "You live like an animal here, you poor dear. You should go and spend the summer with Colette once she's settled in." I still have happy moments, though they don't realise it. Today, I'm alone; the first snow has fallen. This region, in the middle of France, is both wild and rich. Everyone lives in his own house, on his own land, distrusts his neighbours, harvests his wheat, counts his money and doesn't give a thought to the rest of the world. No châteaux, no visitors. A bourgeoisie reigns here that has only recently emerged from the working classes and is still very close to them, part of a rich bloodline that loves everything that has its roots in the land. My family is spread over the entire province-an extensive network of Erards, Chapelains, Benoîts, Montrifauts; they are important farmers, lawyers, government officials, landowners. Their houses are imposing and isolated, built far from the villages and protected by great forbidding doors with triple locks, like the doors you find in prisons. Their flat gardens contain almost no flowers, nothing but vegetables and fruit trees trained to produce the best yield. Their sitting rooms are stuffed full of furniture and always shut up; they live in the kitchen to save money on firewood. I'm not talking about François and Hélène Erard, of course; I have never been in a home more pleasant, welcoming, intimate, warm and happy than theirs. But, in spite of everything, my idea of the perfect evening is this: I am completely alone; my housekeeper has just put the hens in their coop and gone home, and I am left with my pipe, my dog nestled between my legs, the sound of the mice in the attic, a crackling fire, no newspapers, no books, a bottle of red wine warming slowly on the hearth.
"Why do people call you Silvio?" asked Colette.
"A beautiful woman who was once in love with me thought I looked like a gondolier," I replied. "That was over twenty years ago and, at the time, I had black hair and a handlebar moustache. She changed my name from Sylvestre to Silvio."
"But you look like a faun," said Colette, "with your wide forehead, turned-up nose, pointed ears and laughing eyes. Sylvestre, creature of the woods. That suits you very well."
Of all of Hélène's children, Colette is my favourite. She isn't beautiful, but she has the quality that, when I was young, I used to value most in women: she has fire. Her eyes laugh like mine and her large mouth too; her hair is black and fine, peeping out in delicate curls from behind the shawl, which she has pulled over her head to keep the draught from her neck. People say she looks like the young Hélène. But I can't remember. Since the birth of a third son, little Loulou, who's nine years old now, Hélène has put on weight and the woman of forty-eight, whose soft skin has lost its bloom, obscures my memory of the Hélène I knew when she was twenty. She looks calm and happy now.
This gathering at my house was arranged to introduce Colette's fiancé to me. His name is Jean Dorin, one of the Dorins from the Moulin-Neuf, who've been millers for generations. A beautiful river, frothy and green, runs past their mill. I used to go trout fishing there when Dorin's father was still alive.
"You'll make us some good fish dishes, Colette," I said.
François refused a glass of punch: he drinks only water. He has a pointy little grey beard that he slowly strokes.
"You won't miss the pleasures of this world when you've left it," I remarked to him, "or rather once it has left you, as it has me ..."
For I sometimes feel I've been rejected by life, as if washed ashore by the tide. I've ended up on a lonely beach, an old boat, still solid and seaworthy, but whose paint has faded in the water, eaten away by salt.
"No, since you don't like wine, hunting or women, you'll have nothing to miss."
"I'd miss my wife," he replied, smiling.
That was when Colette went and sat next to her mother.
"Mama, tell me the story of how you got engaged to Papa," she said. "You've never said anything about it. Why's that? I know it's a very romantic story, that you loved each other for a long time ... Why haven't you ever told me about it?"
"You've never asked."
"Well, I'm asking now."
Hélène laughed. "It's none of your business," she protested.
"You don't want to say because you're embarrassed. But it can't be because of Uncle Silvio: he must know all about it. Is it because of Jean? But he'll soon be your son, Mama, and he should know you as well as I do. I so want Jean and me to live together the way you live with Papa. I'm positive you've never had a fight."
"It's not Jean I'm embarrassed about, but these great oafs," said Hélène, nodding towards her sons with a smile. They were sitting on the floor, throwing pine cones into the fire; they had pockets full of them; the cones burst open in the flames with a loud, crackling sound.
Georges was fifteen and Henri thirteen. "If it's because of us," they replied, "go ahead, don't be embarrassed."
"We're not interested in your love stories," Georges said scornfully. He was at that age when a boy's voice starts to change.
As for little Loulou, he'd fallen asleep.
But Hélène shook her head and was reluctant to speak.
"You have the perfect marriage," Colette's fiancé said shyly. "I hope that we too ... one day ..."
He was mumbling. He seemed a good lad, his face thin and soft, with the beautiful anxious eyes of a hare. Strange that Hélène and Colette, mother and daughter, should have sought out the same type of man to marry. Someone sensitive, considerate, easily dominated; almost feminine, but at the same time guarded and shy, with a kind of fierce modesty. Good Lord, I was nothing like that! Standing slightly apart, I looked at the seven of them. We'd eaten in the sitting room, which is the only habitable room in the house, except for the kitchen; I sleep in a kind of attic room under the eaves. The sitting room is always rather gloomy and, on this November evening, was so dark that when the fire was low, all you could see were the large cauldrons and antique warming pans hanging from the walls, whose copper bottoms reflected even the dimmest light. When the flames rose again, the fire lit up their calm faces, their kind smiles, Hélène's hand with its gold wedding band stroking little Loulou's curls. Hélène was wearing a blue silk dress with white polka dots. My mother's shawl, embroidered with leaves, covered her shoulders. François sat next to her; both of them looked at the children sitting at their feet. I picked up a flaming twig from the fire to relight my pipe and it illuminated my face. It seems I wasn't the only one observing what was happening around me for Colette, who doesn't miss a thing either, suddenly exclaimed, "Why, Cousin Silvio, you have such a mocking look sometimes. I've often noticed it."
Then she turned to her father. "I'm still waiting to hear all about how you fell in love, Papa."

This is about an old lady name Silvio live in France still have a happy moment but know one notice that. She's not rich as many other people around her. she's all alone by herself while other family gather together. Her relatives are spread out all over the place. She's sitting there alon. She's completely alone all was left around her is her pipe, her dog, no newspapers, no books, and the sound of the mice in the attic. She's not there all alone she got some cousin around her. Out of all Helene children , Colette is her favorite. She found many similar thing about Colette that relate to her when she was young.

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Three charged with Bradford murder; fourth expected
By Christopher Conley (Contact)Monday, October 8, 2007

Memphis police today charged three men with the murder of University of Memphis football player Taylor Bradford, and a fourth man is expected to be charged soon.
Charged with murder in perpetration of an attempted aggravated robbery are DaeShawn Tate, 21, Victor Trezevant, 21, and Courtney Washington, 22.
Police expect to charge a fourth man, a University of Memphis student, in the murder. Prosecutors have approved the charges, but the charging documents had not been filed by late Monday.
The suspects went to the Carpenter Complex, where Taylor lived, Sunday night with the specific intent to rob Bradford, police said. He was shot during the robbery attempt.
Memphis Police Director Larry Godwin said none of the three are students at U of M. The investigation, however, is ongoing, and may involve students, he said.
Homicide detectives developed at least one of the three as suspects last week. A Crime Stoppers tip aided in building the case. Godwin said a Mercury Grand Marquis seen near the Carpenter Complex last week may have been involved. He would not say whether the car has been recovered.
Police said they expect to charge one other individual but would provide no other details.
Bradford, 21, crashed his vehicle at Central and Zach Curlin after being shot. He died a short time later at the Med. He still had $7,400 with him when he died.

Memphis police had found and charged Tate, Trezevant, and Washington with murder in prepetration of an attempted aggravated robbery, none of these three are University of Memphis student. Police still suspect a fourth man to be charged soon, the fourth man are the University of Memphis student. They still in a process of investigation this may involve with students. On Sunday night the suspect went to the Carpenter Complex intent to rob Bradford and he was shot during the robbery attempt. Bradford crashed his car after being shot and he still had $7,400 with him when he died. Most kid today involve in crime because parent don't care for them and parent don't have control over their kid anymore. Even in high school there might be at least one fight per day. Memphis City School don't have control over the kid anymore because of spoil parent. If teacher suspended them next thing parent would call in and get mad at the teacher. Parent are the one that lead their kid into crimes and violent. Theses three kid murder Bradford an innocent football player. What they shooting of him is his money, most kid today would use their money to do drug and they can do anything just to get money.

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Tigers' players court case delayed again
By Dan Wolken (Contact)Originally published 11:05 a.m., October 11, 2007
Updated 11:05 a.m., October 11, 2007

University of Memphis basketball players Jeff Robinson and Shawn Taggart are due back in Shelby County Court on Nov. 6 after their cases stemming from a Sept. 2 incident outside a Beale Street nightclub were delayed again Thursday.
Taggart, a sophomore from Richmond, Va., faces misdemeanor charges of disorderly conduct and inciting a riot. Robinson, a freshman from Columbus, N.J., faces the same charges plus misdemeanor assault. Both players have pleaded not guilty.
Blake Ballin, who was representing Robinson and Taggart on Thursday in place of their attorney Leslie Ballin, said he was disappointed that prosecutors have not dropped the charges.
“Between now and (Nov. 6), we’ll be working diligently to that result,” Blake Ballin said. “We feel that’s just based on the facts involved and the limited involvement of these two in any of the disorder that took place.”

whatever the charges may be why don't people just let it go and give them another chance. Everyone make mistake and this is not even a big thing why keep on draging it longer instead of drop the charge. If this charges keep on going and going this will ruin the basketball reputation and making them look bad. this will also keep the game more delayed.

Godwins found danger, got results undercover

By Christopher Conley (Contact)
Thursday, September 27, 2007

Meet Nick Barlotti and Nick Barlotti Jr. At least that's how the criminals knew them.
Their given names are Larry Godwin and Anthony Godwin, father and son and both Memphis police officers who went undercover in successful investigations of Memphis' topless clubs.
Larry Godwin, now police director, infiltrated the seamy club world of Art Baldwin in the 1970s.
The younger Godwin and his partner, Mark Jordan, immersed themselves in the unglamorous and dangerous world of topless nightclubs, befriending drug dealers, pimps, and prostitutes over two years.
Last December their work led to numerous criminal charges, 11 federal indictments, 63 state indictments and the closure of Platinum Plus and Tunica Cabaret and Resort.
Many of those locked up in a late-night raid last December were known gang members who used the clubs to sling dope or pimp.
And it's not over yet.
"I took pride in using that name," said Anthony. "I had a lot to live up to."
Larry Godwin first used the name of his maternal grandmother Barlotti as his cover name during the 1970s.
Fresh back from Vietnam, he went deep undercover in the topless clubs. He made numerous drug deals, some involving thousands of hits of LSD and, once, a kilogram of cocaine, a huge amount in those days. He locked up a bunch of people.
He never thought his son would fight his same battles a quarter-century later.
It turned out that way almost by accident.
Anthony Godwin was assigned to the vice detail of the Organized Crime Unit in February 2005. It's not nearly as glamorous as some might think.
On his first venture into a nightclub to check for code violations or vice activity, dancers tried to peddle him narcotics.
He notified his superior, Lt. Henry Williams, of this unexpected turn of events. Williams passed that information up the chain to then-Maj. Dewey Betts. And then the investigation took off as an all-out drug, prostitution, money-laundering probe.
Jordan and young Godwin would have to become their counterparts in the criminal world, leaving their identities behind and taking on assumed roles.
Anthony Godwin became Nick Barlotti, a long-haired Corvette-driving hot shot, with a fence construction company.
If you're undercover and you say you build fences, you better be able to do just that. Anthony supported himself constructing fences before becoming a cop.
Over the next few months, Anthony and Jordan made friends with the dancers and their dealers, buying drugs on dozens of occasions, and witnessing sex shows and wide-open orgies on stage, as outlined in federal court documents.
The two officers bought so much dope in the clubs that the OCU ''buy budget'' was tapped out from time to time.
With no money to buy, sometimes they had to soft-soap their way out of a deal to avoid raising suspicions.
The shady characters of the Memphis underworld are ever wary, always on the con, always looking for the chink in the armor, the shoes that don't match, the telltale turn of speech that might say "cop."
The two officers went through undercover training from Det. Paul Sherman, who coordinates the undercover program to erase their past.
"It's like acting," Sherman said, "but it's not like 'Miami Vice.'"
"You never come out of role. When you do, you're burned and you're done," Sherman said.
The hardest thing is to stop thinking and talking like a cop.
"We teach them to hate the police," Sherman said. "If you don't like the police, you won't act like the police."
"Do you roll?" the two undercover officers would be asked by dancers over the next two years, meaning do they do Ecstasy.
The girls were all rolling. For three or four days at a time.
The two partners babysat for the dancers, listened to their complaints, usually about money and boyfriends. To maintain cover, Anthony once visited a dope dealer in the hospital in Mississippi after he cracked his motorcycle into an 18-wheeler.
The roles Anthony Godwin and Jordan took on were based upon real people, two men arrested in 2002 for selling Ecstasy and methamphetamine in the topless clubs, Sherman said. Same fancy cars, same cocky attitude.
"It wears you out," Anthony said of the undercover life. "Doing the same thing every night got old quick. But you never get bored, because it's a dangerous thing to do," he said.
The undercover role has an officer's head on a swivel, always looking for someone who might recognize him, especially another officer, Anthony said.
"I never pushed him into the police department," Director Godwin said. "I didn't want him to see the things I saw on a regular basis."
Undercover officers have taken on the role of gangsters, living the life for extended periods, leading to indictments against many of the leading Gangster Disciple, Vice Lords and Crips members in Memphis.
"He is very good at what he does," the father said. "I was extremely proud ... and concerned."
"Nobody can understand, unless you've been there," Director Godwin said. "You know who you are, but you lose your identity. ... I would never have dreamed my son would fight the same battle I fought."

Two cops, Jordan and Godwin had been undercover for the pass two years acting as pimps, drug dealers, and gangster at many nightclubs. They had been sent to be undercover to replace there criminal record. Their work had let down to many criminal charges indcluding eleven federals indictment, 63 states indictment and had the Platinum Plus and Tunica Caberet to closed down. They had went through many tests and the most dangerous position to accomplish their work. The government are proudly greatful to these officers.