“My brother’s first love was policing, that was his first love. As a kid, as a baby. As a kid growing up, if you had something that you had to watch on TV, and ‘Cops’ was on ‘Live P.D.’ or ‘Chicago P.D.,’ good luck. My brother had a lot of fears. My brother was afraid of heights. He was afraid of rats. He was afraid of dogs. He was afraid of dogs, but he wasn’t afraid to die to wear that uniform. He was not afraid to die.” [applause] “You know, it’s hard being a cop wife sometimes. It’s hard being patient when plans were canceled, or we would go days without seeing each other, or when you had to write a report that would take forever because you had to voucher so many things, so you did OT. Or when you had a bad day at work because an E.D.P. drove you nuts. But you always reminded me that it was going to be all right. We were going to get through it. This Friday, we were arguing because I didn’t want you to use your job phone while we were together. You were so mad that you took your LeBron jersey down, gave me your chain and put the lotions I gave you for your ashy hands in the bag and said, ‘Here, take them.’ We left your apartment, and because I didn’t want to continue to argue, I ordered an Uber. You asked me if you are sure that you don’t want me to take you home, it might be the last ride I give you. I said, ‘No.’ And that was probably the biggest mistake I ever made.”