








There are so many stories I could share from the moment I found out about Concerns of Police Survivors,15 years ago at my husband’s funeral, until today. It’s difficult choosing just one so I chose to go back to the beginning.
My husband was Sgt. Michael Scarbrough. We had been married for 16 years when he died in a car accident on February 9, 2005. Our daughter was 13 and our twin boys were 10. I was overwhelmed with my grief but especially with my children’s pain. I worried for them and felt helpless with how I could even begin to assist them in their grief.
I was introduced to C.O.P.S. at my husband’s funeral where I was able to meet other survivors who had experienced the pain of losing their officer. Meeting them began to create a sense of comfort for me. These people were those who I thought might be able to understand my trauma and pain. I met Moms and dads, siblings, spouses, co-workers and other people who came up to me to extend their condolences and told me about C.O.P.S., as well as, my state’s local chapter and how they could support my family.
It was at the funeral, during a quiet time, that I met a spouse who told me about C.O.P.S. Kids Camp that my children and I would be able to attend that summer. She spoke about how this camp would help us in our grief. I immediately felt like a weight was lifted from my shoulders and clung to this fact that I might be able to help my children. Little did I realize that when we attended, 6 months later, that along with my children, I was able to get the help I needed too.
My children and I attended C.O.P.S. Kids Camp for 5 years. Every year as the date approached to attend, one of my sons referred to it as “home.” I understood his words because I felt this too. From the counseling and support helping us on our journey, to the fun activities we were able to participate in together, and to the connections we made with those who understood, it did feel like we had another place to call home.
Denise Scarbrough
Surviving Spouse of Sergeant Michael Scarbrough
Wayne County Airport Police
EOW 2/9/2005
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