When I walked in through the front door of our condominium last night, I saw a pizza box on the front table. This meant that my wife had gotten home early and she had stopped off for the pizza. My wife does not cook. I grabbed a piece of pizza and I walked into the den where she was on the computer. My wife was busy typing away looking at various body armor manufacturers. My wife has been a police officer for the past eight years and she takes her job very seriously. I am glad that she is concerned with her safety on the job.