A Final Salute to Officer Bronson K. Kaliloa

A Final Salute to Officer Bronson K. Kaliloa

On July 17, Officer Bronson K. Kaliloa of the Hawai’i County Police Department, conducted a high-risk traffic stop of a wanted subject on Highway 11, in Kukui Camp Road, Mountain View. Officer Kaliloa was shot in the neck and leg by the wanted subject; he was transported to the Hilo Medical Center where he succumbed to his wounds shortly after midnight on July 18. Officer Kaliloa served with Hawai’i County Police Department for 10 years. He is survived by his wife, Casey, and three young children — Samson, Grace, and Nathan.

First, let me begin this post by saying how incredibly devastating and sad the death of a law enforcement officer is — To serve and protect citizens, the whole community, and to be killed because of it. And no, I’m not putting law enforcement on a pedestal, but it’s a simple fact: They serve and protect the community as much as any human tasked with that great responsibility is able to, regardless of who “hates” them or how dangerous the subject/situation is; they do it every single day. I work in the criminal justice/law enforcement field as an Investigator. My father is career law enforcement. I work with law enforcement professionals from all agencies. The job does require dealing with combative subjects and a dangerous environment; it’s part of the job. However, the goal is to go home at the end of the day, and when one of your own is killed by an individual who simply couldn’t abide by the law, it hits hard. It’s difficult. It’s sad. It makes you angry — But you still believe in what you’re representing and you still care. Therefore, you go back out there and do your job. Once again, it’s incredibly devastating and sad the death of a law enforcement officer.

Officer Kaliloa was the first Big Island police officer to be murdered while making a traffic stop — This has never happened here before. When I worked as a PIO/News Reporter for a non-profit organization back in 2016, I covered over a hundred law enforcement deaths, but it was never so close to home.

Yesterday Officer Kaliloa was laid to rest. Unfortunately, I couldn’t attend his funeral. However, I was able to watch it live from Nā Leo TV and Hawaii News Now. The show of support from the general public and the amount of law enforcement from all over the United States, not just Hawaii’s agencies, that paid their respects to Officer Kaliloa was absolutely heartwarming — It was amazing to see. Law enforcement all the way from New York came to Hilo’s Afook-Chinen Civic Auditorium. Citizens lined the streets as the funeral procession drove by. The flags were ordered to fly at half-staff. Thousands of people came to give a proper send-off to an individual who served his community and served it well.

I can’t begin to imagine what Officer Kaliloa’s wife, children, and department have been going through. From what I’ve heard from those who served with him, and from what is already evident, he was the type of person that not only cared about his job/role as a police officer but he also cared about others.

Officer Kaliloa, you were an incredible human being. You will be sorely missed.

 

Police Officer Bronson Kaimana Wei Mun Kaliloa

Hawai’i County Police Department

End of Watch: Wednesday, July 18, 2018

Badge: 444

 

Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God // Matthew 5:9

 

 

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My Law Enforcement & Security Awards Banquet Speech | 2017

My Law Enforcement & Security Awards Banquet Speech | 2017

 

I wanted to take the time to share this speech that I wrote for Hawaii’s Law Enforcement and Security Awards Banquet “Top Cop” held on October 26 at the Hawaii Prince Hotel. I was asked a few months back to write a speech about what I have done since receiving the ASIS scholarship back in 2015 and how the scholarship has impacted my life. Unfortunately, I was unable to deliver this speech in person at Top Cop, however Mrs. Flating (a woman that I admire & the one who selected me for the scholarship) was able to deliver the speech to a room full of 300+ first responders and military members.

Honestly, when I was asked to write and deliver this speech at this event (Top Cop) that I have been attending nearly every year since I was a teenager, let’s just say I was speechless and in awe. I was asked to prepare a speech that was at least 4 minutes long; this was something I knew had to be inspiring, interesting, and was all inclusive of those that would be in the room…from the security guard to the 3-star Deputy Chief of the Honolulu Police Department. I started drafting my ideas onto paper; writing, brainstorming, and eventually typing my first draft speech into Word. It took me a couple times to get the speech just right; I tried to open the speech with a little humor but it didn’t come out the way I wanted it to. After a few weeks dedicated to writing a speech that I hoped would convey all that I wanted to, I finally was done. In my head I was thinking, yes, cue the confetti!

Fast forward to a couple months later when I found out I wasn’t able to attend Top Cop; I was a little disappointed but happy that my speech would still be read. I was sent a video of my speech being delivered and it was everything I could ever hope for; the room loved it. See, I wanted my speech to honor the men and women who serve as first responders/military/private sector in the best possible way; I didn’t want my speech to not include them. I’m incredibly thankful to Mrs. Flating, JC, my dad, and the sponsors of Top Cop for allowing me to have this wonderful opportunity.


Good morning fellow professionals,

My name is Amber Antony and I am a recipient of the 2015 Robert Flating Scholarship Award.

It is a tremendous honor to be standing before you today. I have been attending this event since I was 16-Years-Old, but not once did I think I would be delivering a speech. I also never thought anyone would be brave enough to allow me to stand up here in a speaking role; thank you JC [Initials] of HJPA!

I have been asked to speak about how the ASIS scholarship assists students and where I am today since receiving the scholarship. One of the obvious benefits of receiving a scholarship is the monetary aspect of such an award; you can pay for a class, textbooks, and/or fulfill other obligations that as a college student you will inevitably have. However, if we were to put the financial support aside, the ASIS scholarship assists students in a far greater way. By receiving a scholarship that supports students in their endeavors to achieve a degree in criminal justice or a related field, allows that student to have the motivation to not only pursue their degree aggressively but to also hold themselves to a higher standard; at least that is how the ASIS scholarship assisted me.

As a college student, especially as a student looking to pursue a career in law enforcement, it is crucial to be motivated; to have a course of action and to have the courage to pursue that course, regardless of the trials that will be faced. The ASIS scholarship is of utmost importance because it acts as that motivation for a student. Failure to believe in one’s self results in a disservice to society; a disservice to yourself. This scholarship reflects the fact that you as a college student already have the unique role of being able to positively impact the world simply by your actions; you can save and protect lives, you can make the world safer, and this ASIS scholarship represents the fact that others believe that you have what it takes to make a difference. Therefore, in all actuality, the ASIS scholarship is important because of what it represents.

Since receiving the ASIS scholarship on October 22, 2015, I have recently graduated with a Bachelor of Science in Criminal Justice Administration. I hope to have a career in both law enforcement and the military; I am currently an applicant with the United States Marine Corps where I hope to eventually become a candidate and earn a contract to attend Officer Candidate School. In addition to law enforcement and the Marines, I work as an investigator for a private company. I have also achieved numerous certifications in forensic science from RTI International and the National Institute of Justice.

However, two of the most important roles I have had within the last few years is being able to dedicate my time to two organizations that support first responders, military, and national security efforts. For the past two years, I have had the honor and privilege of volunteering my time to the Lint Center for National Security Studies where I am the Operations Manager. Prior to this year, I also volunteered for a non-profit organization called Heroes Memorial Foundation. I was the Assistant Editor in Chief for the organization and Public Information Officer for a sector of Heroes Memorial Foundation known as 53 Hours. The reason it is called 53 Hours is because in 2012, the FBI statistics revealed that in a 1-year period a law enforcement officer was killed in the line of duty on average every 53 hours. During my time of volunteering in that capacity, I had the role of contacting each law enforcement agency for all 135 law enforcement officers who died in the line of duty in 2016; these officers served with honor and distinction in their communities.

In closing, I would like to thank the sponsors of this event and extend my sincerest gratitude to those who serve this country. And to all first responders, I stand with you.

Thank you.


 

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Dallas

Dallas

It’s a pretty day today here in Hawaii, literally the sky is that bright blue with only a few scattered clouds, the sun is shining, and the palm trees are swaying back and forth lost in their own paradise. I’m sure you’d get lost in it too. It’s one of those days where you look out of your window or you take a second glance when walking, and you’re thankful to be alive.

I’m sure 3,698 miles away it’s a different story. A much sadder story.

Today in Dallas the funerals were held for Officer Brent Thompson, Sgt. Michael Smith, and Sr. Cpl. Lorne Ahrens. Unfortunately, I was unable to be in attendance, however I was able to watch parts of the funeral live through a feed set up by one of the officers who I volunteer with (he was able to attend the funerals in person).

It’s hard to think about how beautiful of a day it is when wives, children, parents, friends, and fellow officers have suffered an incredible loss. It’s always hardest when the world looks so beautiful and sunny and bright, and yet thousands of miles away families and friends are trying to make it through the day. It’s a sickening feeling knowing these officers are gone and an even more sickening feeling knowing that some people don’t even care.

Almost a week ago this nation suffered a blow. Five police officers killed in the line of duty. It was horrifying watching the events unfold. It was sickening. It was saddening. And it made me angry. It made me so angry. I didn’t even know what was going on at first, just that there was a shooting in Dallas. I saw it first as one of the trending topics on Facebook and then when I was in the SITROOM we got word that three LODD’s (line of duty deaths) had just occurred. I immediately got to work on reporting the unfolding events, as we continued to receive confirmation that more officers were expected to not survive their gunshot wounds. When the count reached five, I couldn’t believe it. My heart was absolutely broken. It still is for them. For Dallas. For the families of these brave men. For DPD and DART. For Chief Brown.

It’s taken me almost a week to write a blog post about losing our brothers in blue, most likely because all I’ve been reporting on and writing news articles about is the shooting and the after-effects of what has happened since July 7th. It’s been difficult for me to put into words something that clearly shows the impact of what a difference these officers have made and how this is a loss that will never go away, as it will never go away for any of the other officers that have been killed recently and in the past. My words will never do them justice. However, I’ll leave you with these parting thoughts.

Officer Brent Thompson, Sgt. Michael Smith, Sr. Cpl. Lorne Ahrens, Officer Patricio Zamarripa, and Officer Michael Krol – they will NEVER be forgotten. The thin blue line will hold and remain strong. I know officers from all over the country that made it to Dallas for the funerals; we stand together. This horrific event will not change the fact that every single day, at all hours, men and women will continue to put on their uniform and their duty belt, wear their badge proudly, and step out of the front door into a world that can be so very cruel at times to protect people from all walks of life. To uphold the law. To do what they can for people they don’t even know.

I remember a verse from the bible, Matthew 5:9, “Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God.”

Although there is so much tragedy in this world, so much heartbreak, I still believe that this world is good. I stand with my brothers in blue and I look to the day when I join your ranks.


“Live Your Life” by Chief Tecumseh

So live your life that the fear of death can never enter your heart. Trouble no one about their religion; respect others in their view, and demand that they respect yours. Love your life, perfect your life, beautify all things in your life. Seek to make your life long and its purpose in the service of your people. Prepare a noble death song for the day when you go over the great divide.

Always give a word or a sign of salute when meeting or passing a friend, even a stranger, when in a lonely place. Show respect to all people and grovel to none. When you arise in the morning give thanks for the food and for the joy of living. If you see no reason for giving thanks, the fault lies only in yourself. Abuse no one and no thing, for abuse turns the wise ones to fools and robs the spirit of its vision.

When it comes your time to die, be not like those whose hearts are filled with the fear of death, so that when their time comes they weep and pray for a little more time to live their lives over again in a different way. Sing your death song and die like a hero going home.”


 

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