Sometimes when I think about my life, it seems like the stuff of a great novel. These days I am a retired cop and a writer. But it was a long road that got me here.
My grandmother was a Dutch orphan. In those days, their marriage was uncommon and judged by some, but to me they were a perfect match. My grandpa Aaron adopted his Baptist name of Aaron Allen. I believe it was given to him by his church.
In 1979 Galt Police Department hired me as a file clerk even though I could barely read or write and later promoted me to dispatcher after the CETA funds were no longer available.
At twenty-two years old, I attended school at night and received my GED. In the fall of 1981, I graduated from the Sacramento County Sheriff Department Academy. Soon after graduation, I was sworn in as a California Police Officer at the University of California Davis.
Being one of the pioneer women in law enforcement assigned to patrol, I was given many of the calls for service pertaining to women. New laws and restraining orders were changing how domestic violence was being enforced. Many victims were embarrassed, had no source of income, or were wary of the new laws. Most were afraid to report the crimes committed against them. Assisting and educating those at risk was a privilege.
On many occasions I was assigned to protect dignitaries and to clear explosive devices before and during events with my EOD dog. Eighteen years later, I was promoted to Sergeant at the University of California Berkeley where I supervised several divisions and created their first E.O.D service dog for that campus.
I retired in 2005 and began a new chapter in my life – wondering what I was going to do next. One spring day the Trekachaw character popped in my head while I was driving home. I have always wished that I could travel in outer space and use the energy of the sun to exist. I asked myself, why not have the Trekachaw be half alien from another planet and be able to turn into energy, not just consume it. I guess when I think about him, maybe my grandfather had something to do with my dreams. Too me, he was perfect and different from anyone else; he represented a composite of two worlds, and in my eyes, he could do anything. So, it began.
Writing thousands of reports during my career gave me the confidence to write a book. During my colorful career, I had the pleasure of meeting many interesting people with unique personalities. Now that I look back, I was given a gift. Many of my characters in my book are drawn from combinations of those special people with whom I crossed paths.
A lesson I learned young in life was to treat everyone with respect. Each person has their own story. This I tried to remember no matter what the circumstances and I tried to pass this philosophy on to those whom I influenced.
California Law enforcement gave me stability, a family, pride and a purpose. I owe my dreams, achievements, and life experiences to this extraordinary profession. And while set in outer space, my story is, in large part, a reflection of what I learned and dreamed while a member of the force.
And yes, while I finally now consider myself a writer, I still dream of someday venturing out into space.