I am familiar with the laws in Louisiana, California, and a good bit of Georgia.
In those three states a retired or former officer, clean record, has the right to concealed carry.
In Louisiana former officers that are able bodied can be recalled to duty in an emergency.
Same three states, a law officer is considered on duty 24 hours a day, even off the clock.
It’s the same way in Arkansas minus the recalled portion. I am still FEMA certified is National Incident Management Response, and Emergency Operations, as well as Certified through the National Weather Service, and Storm Prediction Center to actively run the Emergency Management in our state. I’ll be damned if I do it in our redneck county. If I did there would be a lot more done about things that go on here after natural disasters. I’ve been medically retired for close to 2 years now, and still teach others how to observe storm development, and verifying a thunderstorm, from a severe warned storm with the possibility of tornadoes, by showing them how to read long range models, from across the Rockies, through the plains, and over to here. I’ve personally worked 4 tornadoes, Altus/Denning EF-4, Mountainburg EF-1, Jay, Oklahoma EF-1 that landed right behind me, and the more recent Linwood, Lawrence, KS EF-4 that touched down right next to me. I was the only person to see, and film the massive over a mile wide tornado touch down next to me in a soybean field, and they’ve got my video using it for future studies on how tornadoes form. Oh, and I’ve worked one Hurricane. Katrina was a biotch when I had to go to Louisiana, and help with rescue efforts, and then was sent back home to over-see operations management at Chaffee when all of them were shipped here, to stay in the old military barracks. We had to go through every single day, and check each individuals belongings, and their mattresses for contraband. On a daily basis, we had a mound of contraband almost a 2 feet high, of on the first day, guns, knives, needles, drugs, and even guns made out of nerf guns that one man had put a sawed off shotgun inside a large nerf gun. Then the second day, and following weeks we found more stuff they had hidden inside the barrack walls, baseplates, heating, and air ducts, they made shanks out of the coiled up wire on the old windows, they’d use pieces of metal bed frames that go in the center of a bed, to make several knives with. It was a never ending battle, then when they were able to go back home some of them went home, and a large number stayed, out of the large number that stayed, 6 of them ended up committing murder less than a year after Katrina happened in the town they moved to, which was the same town I worked in.
I miss law enforcement sometimes, but things have changed dramatically since the early days of my career till now, to see the new rookies, to even folks that’s been at it for 3 years how they have such attitudes, and want to find a reason to tack on charges for a guy they caught with less than an ounce of weed. I remember the days when I worked I’d pull someone over, they’d been drinking, and driving. It was your discretion whether to arrest them or take them home, I wouldn’t send them to jail if it was their first offense, I would have their car towed, and they would have to come up with the tow/storage fee to get it out as punishment, if someone had less than an ounce of weed on them, I’d make them pour it out right in front of me, all paraphernalia I found, they’d hand it to me, and I would put it in a ziplock baggie, and smash it on the side of the road. That’s why I never ever received any death threats, even if I did arrest someone that went to the pen, not once have I ever met a subject that I arrested who’s given me any grief, they’re always very polite, thank me for my service, some of them thank me for doing what I did to them because it opened their eyes to what they were doing was wrong, and I’ll admit not only do I suffer from a broken back, and replaced knee, but also PTSD, that I manage by speaking to others like on here, I made the mistake as a rookie to take the calls of homicides, welfare checks, suspicious deaths, suicides, and even car accidents. It’s all left a mark on me, a scar in my memory that has kept me from being able to hold a regular job without getting overwhelmed, because I’m not back in my norm, I’m not back doing my routine, so now I am medically retired, I occasionally do remodeling, which was a full time business before I got hurt at my regular job where I was a certified ASE diesel, gasoline, and LP. I always tell police officers when they are young that I see to take it slow, there’ll be calls you’ll get that you may go home at night, and be scared to sleep, and that’s ok, that’s normal to be afraid of death, I’ve also sat with someone who was trapped in a car, and dying, and sat, beside them holding their hand so they didn’t feel alone, and prayed with them, and I’ve had to go to several teens parents homes to tell them that their babies aren’t going to come home because they were killed in a car accident or a shooting. So at times I do miss it, but then I think of all the memories I’ve collected through the years and sometimes it’s a curse to have a photographic memory.
just kidding, someone was bound to say it.
