What’s Inside
The Book
Not just a cop memoir. A single dog tag, worn by a sailor in World War II, gets handed down through seven keepers across four generations of a family that kept answering the same call — military service, then law enforcement. This is that story, told primarily through one 25-year St. Louis police career: Mobile Reserve, the FBI’s Joint Terrorism Task Force after 9/11, Ferguson, and the cases that never made the news.
One Dog Tag, Seven Keepers
A single piece of stamped metal from a WWII sailor becomes the thread connecting eighty years of a family’s service — passed hand to hand, generation to generation, each keeper adding a chapter to what the mission actually costs.
25 Years on the Street
Mobile Reserve. Nine years on the Joint Terrorism Task Force after 9/11. Ferguson. The major cases that defined a career in St. Louis law enforcement, told from inside the room, not from a headline.
A Family’s Mission, Not Just a Career
Military and law enforcement service runs through multiple generations of this family. This book traces why that pattern holds — and what it demands of the people who carry it forward.
Service and Survival, Both
This is a book about showing up for the job — and about what it takes to still be standing when the job is finally over. Eighty years of one family answering the call, honestly told.
Who This Is For
Written for Anyone Whose Family Answered the Call
Military & Law Enforcement Families
If service runs in your bloodline — grandfather to father to you — this book will feel like it was written about your own dinner table, not just someone else’s.
Readers of American Service Memoir
If you loved Flags of Our Fathers, Lone Survivor, Tribe, or The Tender Bar, this belongs on the same shelf — a multigenerational story of duty, not a single deployment or a single case.
Anyone Who’s Worked the Job
Cops, veterans, and first responders will recognize the weight in these pages — not dramatized, not softened, just told the way it actually happened.
From the Book
Excerpt
That dog tag rode in my hip pocket, inside a badge carrier, through riots, gunfights, and years of undercover assignments in and beyond St. Louis. It went overseas to Iraq with my cousin Jason, to Afghanistan with my son Colin, to Syria and Iraq with my daughter Aimilia, and to the Horn of Africa with my son-in-law Riley. Today, it sits with my youngest daughter, Maeve, in a firehouse in Beaufort, South Carolina.
— From the Prologue
The back door blew apart without warning. Heavy 7.62 rounds tore through the wood, shredding the frame and sending glass and splinters past my head. I dove off the deck and flattened myself against the foundation, the impact knocking the breath out of me as the gunfire continued inside.
— From Chapter 1
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