My highly educated brother spent his entire career in law enforcement and loved it. On the Criminal Justice thread a while back, I posted that he earned his CJ degree from Michigan State and went right to work for a very small police force that put him through the police academy (required, degree or no). Eventually he moved to the force that had jurisdiction over Detroit Metro Airport and ended up loving the adrenaline rush of undercover narcotics work. Many of those busts put him alongside the FBI and, over the years, he worked many operations with the bureau but was not interested in a move. After twenty years of narcotics work, he retired on a Friday but was back to work the following Monday after the state attorney general came after him for an undercover unit catching pedophiles on the Internet, again closely working with the FBI. During that time, he earned his masterās in forensic science. After a few years, he again tried to retire, but this time, the local FBI had a position for him, and he spent his remaining work years running a white-collar crime unit. He finally retired with two government pensions but says he still misses it.
He loved the study. He loved law enforcement work and had an amazing and exceptionally satisfying career. Every day, he felt what he did mattered. I couldnāt say that about my job, ever, regardless of how much more I was paid.
As a different example from my brother who loved the detail work and the rush of the sting, my BIL, who started as a CHiP, has been the Chief of Police for Austin, Houston, and Miami. He has an associateās in communications and a bachelorās in public administration. His goal has always been leadership advancement, and he navigates those politics very well, but I believe itās his personality rather than his education that suits him for the work he does. He chose the administrative arm of law enforcement, but he is just as satisfied with the work as my brother, though I believe heās better compensated.
There is no one on either side of our family who is not proud of both of these men. More recently, our son chose the military and is currently serving. We are equally proud of him even if we didnāt agree with or support his choice initially. Ultimately, it was his decision to make, and he has become a fine, fine officer.
I have posted many times how we felt when he told us he wanted to join the military. Hereās one example for anyone who hasnāt heard me rant on this topic before.