Once upon a time the only law enforcement job women were considered for was meter maid, or as a dispatcher. But women have proven time and again that they’re just as capable to do the job as a man.

So, let me talk to you about some of the lady cops I’ve worked alongside. Please be aware I’m not going to mention names, and if I do, they may be fictional. Most are still out there in the trenches, and they may not need history to close to home.

One of the first female officers I ever worked with was a lady name Josie Valdez. When we first crossed paths, she was an instructor at my college and we had a mutual love for Science Fiction. It surprised me when she joined the police force, and of course, at first, she was meter maid. That stopped about the time she walked in on a robbery in progress and not only apprehended the suspect, but did it without putting a bullet in him.

I thought that was pretty cool, and while I didn’t need any proof of this, it certainly confirmed that a girl could play ball on the same court the big boys did.

The next female officer was a District Attorney’s Investigator named Patty Fraunfellter. Patty got the call anytime there was a sexual assault. To a large degree, I’ve based the character of Pam Harmon on her. Smart as a whip and I learned a lot about being a good detective from her.

I’d have to wait for the Army before I was around a lot of women in law enforcement.  Most of the girls in 977th and 1st MPs had come in to get a notch on their resume for law enforcement. Several of them worked under cover narcotics with me, and were walking into dangerous situation just like we were. Funny part is pushers were falling all over themselves to sell them dope. I guess they thought a pretty girl couldn’t possibly be interested in sending them jail. Surprise, surprise!

Then there were two patrol Sergeants. Sgt. Tanya Miller and Sgt. Amy Daniels. Both these girls were the real McCoys.  Myself and another investigator had to wade into a mess where Tanya’s partner had abandoned her, and help her out. She had gotten slapped around a bit, her uniform torn, but stayed in their till we arrived. Remarkably, she’d gone toe to toe with two guys who had an odd resemblance to the Hulk (minus the green skin), maintained control, and I’m reasonably convinced if we hadn’t shown up when we did, she would have still won that battle.

Sgt. Daniels and I both ended up receiving one major Alpha Charlie (Military speak for Ass Chewing) from the Provost Marshal. I talk about that in my post “Sometimes and Alpha Charlie is just an Alpha Charlie.” She was a puppy dog handler. I remember one of the first time I met her, I was out at the minimum security corrections facility (USACA) at Ft. Riley. She was standing out in the woods with the dog watching a work detail of prisoners. It was fall, and I remember seeing her and thinking, now there’s a recruiting poster waiting to happen.

One night she was on patrol and her dog was with her. She made a traffic stop and when she approached the vehicle, the driver reached out, and grabbed her by the front of her uniform and yanked her towards the car.

The dog knocked the window out of her patrol vehicle, and the next thing the guy who’d grabbed her knew he was sitting in a car full of fur, and teeth. When we rolled up, she had the guy out of the car, on the ground, and cuffed. Her nose was broken, but it hadn’t slowed her down.

The dog expressed his outrage on the perp by urinating on his head.

So, that’s just a few of the lady cops I’ve worked alongside. Every one of them are golden in my book.

I’m very proud to have served with them.