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Train for Survival

When confronted with life-and-death situations, preparation is an important companion.

October 01, 1998  |  by Det. Brian Arnspiger

After 24 years in law enforce­ment, I wanted to share my feel­ings about life and death on the job and the reality of being a street cop.

Just as every police officer knows that it might be necessary to take a human life in the performance of his duties, every officer also is aware that saving lives is an important part of police work. The trauma in either situation, however, is only an abstraction until he comes face-to-face with the real possibility of death.

In my own case, after less than two years on the Burbank Police Depart­ment, I confronted both situations within a span of 96 days.

Late one night, while working the Burglary Suppression Detail, a plain­clothes assignment, my partner and I came upon a vehicle engulfed in flames in an alley behind a business. There was a horrible crackling noise as the paint peeled and blistered. Someone screamed. "I think there's a man inside!"

I ran to a patrol car that had just ar­rived and grabbed a fire extinguisher. After an initial attempt to open the car door was rebuffed by the intense heat, I wondered: Was I risking my life for an empty car?

I knew I had to try once more. Spraying the car door to reduce the in­tense heat, I shielded my face with my jacket and then wrenched frantically at the door handle. As the door opened, a blast of heat singed all of the hair on my head and arms as a man's head fell into the door opening from the rear floorboard.

As the gas tank exploded I gained the strength to heave the 300-pound man to a safe area. After I cleared the black plas­tic soot from his mouth and nostrils, and performed a head tilt, chin lift, he started, to breathe. I tried to reassure him - and myself - that we were still alive. For­tunately the man survived, although his lungs were badly seared and scarred.

Ninety-six days later I came to grips with life and death once more, but this time in more tragic circumstances.

I had returned to the station from my plain-clothes detail at around 5 a.m., when a "burglary in progress" alert was signaled. I jumped up and ran to my car, when another officer yelled for me to join him in his patrol cat'.

We arrived almost immediately, and learned of a broken window on the build­ing's north side. While my partner cov­ered the south side, I went to find the window. Looking down the north wall of the building, I saw no windows ­only an alcove, about two-thirds of the way toward the far end, which appeared to open into the alley.

With my .38-caliber revolver in hand, I cautiously moved to within 20 feet of the alcove when I heard a strange metal­lic sound coming from it.

Hugging the wall and praying that noise meant nothing, my heart sank as a man stepped out from the alcove into the middle of the well-lit alley. I could see almost every detail of his face and cloth­ing, But riveting my attention was the handgun in his hand - a gun that was pointing at me!

As I yelled, "Freeze! Police officer!" I saw the flash of his gun and heard the ricochet of the bullet on the wall next to me. Almost unable to believe that some­one was shooting at me, I went into a combat crouch and returned fire. As I emptied my revolver, he fired twice more, one shot catching my right biceps, which felt like being struck with a base­ball bat.

I dove for the ground and rolled to the opposite side of the alley, praying I could reload before he shot again. The man then turned and ran down the alley in the opposite direction.

Shocked, I rose to my feet and ran back to the patrol car to report the gun-man's flight and my injury.

As the emergency room doctor in­formed me that I only had a flesh-­wound, I wondered how I had missed the man from such close range.

A few moments later a police sergeant came in and told me that the man had been struck in the chest by one of my bullets and had died.

I was confused and ambivalent; I was alive, but another man was dead by my hand. Did the life I had saved three months earlier balance the one I had just taken? Shaken, I thanked God for my own survival.

Later, I thanked our range master, Ted Elsenbaumer, for the training which saved my life. Repetitious "reactive" combat training had given me the edge to survive an officer's worst nightmare. Now each day I report to work, I'm re­minded how fragile life is and how valu­able are the training tools we tuck away in our memory banks.

Editor's note: Detective Amspiger was awarded a Medal of Valor for his actions.


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catherine elsenbaumer @ 12/30/2013 7:43 PM

Recently received this article. New computer! Well written! I felt as though I was there. Happy you survived that awful job and I hope you are enjoying these Golden years. Up date on Ted. He (we) left Burbank to retire and enjoy a peaceful farm life on Whidbey, Isl., Wa. Not to be--too wet and damp. On to Siera Vista, Az. The warm sun and dry heat were good for Ted's ailing back. Relocated after many years to be near our son, Bill. Ted passed away in 2001 and is buried in the Ft. Huachuca Army cementery.

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