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Mission accomplished. And my heart is full.
Today, we visited Constable Hunter at his place of work and presented him with his gift. Seeing him again was everything. We hugged. We laughed. We chatted. It felt familiar, warm, and deeply human.
But this story began on one of the most frightening days my family has ever experienced.
My grandmother, who is over 100 years old, had a serious fall. She was bleeding badly. There was no time to waste. I placed her in the back of my car and headed toward the hospital, praying traffic would not slow us down.
As I travelled through Constant Spring, I noticed a policeman on a motorcycle carrying out traffic duties. I urgently signalled to him. The moment he looked into the back of my car and saw my grandmother, he immediately understood the seriousness of the situation.
I asked him for help.
Without hesitation.
Without questions.
Without pause.
He stepped in.
What followed felt like something out of a movie. He escorted me through traffic from Constant Spring all the way to Andrews Memorial Hospital. You truly had to be there to see it. He stopped vehicles, waved cars aside, directed traffic with authority, all while expertly balancing on his motorcycle and giving instructions as he rode.
At one point, I honestly felt like the Prime Minister being escorted through traffic — except I was just a regular Jamaican trying to get my grandmother to the hospital in time.
His control of the bike, his calmness, and his determination were remarkable. In a moment filled with panic and fear, his presence was grounding. Because of his actions, my grandmother reached the hospital in record time.
She has since had surgery. She is now resting at home, stable, recovering, and surrounded by family. For that, we are deeply grateful — to the medical team, yes — but especially to the policeman whose name I did not know at the time.
I shared the story publicly, hoping somehow I could find him.
Then something extraordinary happened.
A woman called me. She told me that she too is a squaddie. She said she had seen the post and, based on the description alone, she was certain it was her colleague. Then she said something that stopped me in my tracks: she felt impressed by the Holy Spirit that it was indeed her squaddie.
She shared the post in her internal group.
And then it happened.
The squaddie responded.
He said it was him.
He explained that the moment he saw my 100-year-old grandmother bleeding, he knew immediately that he had to help. There was no hesitation. He saw vulnerability. He saw an emergency. And he did exactly what the Jamaica Constabulary Force says it stands for: to serve and protect.
The call became a three-way. The moment I heard his voice, there was no doubt. Calm. Grounded. The same steady presence from that terrifying morning.
We laughed. I told him I almost got everything right in my description — except his weight. I said 190, but he is closer to 230. He laughed and joked about my driving, reminding me that I am indeed a very slow driver. Beneath the laughter, the gratitude sat heavy and sincere.
I told him plainly, “Can you imagine if you were not there that day?”
True to character, his response was simple and humble.
“I was just doing my job.”
Today, we closed the loop.
We showed up. We said thank you. We honoured him — not just for riding a motorcycle through traffic, but for recognising an emergency, for acting without hesitation, and for reminding us that humanity still exists in uniform.
Thank you to the fellow squaddie who listened.
Thank you to the High Command for allowing this story to be shared and for permitting the posting of this photograph.
Thank you to Jamaica for liking and sharing the post.
Let us continue this trend. When the police do well, let us show up for them — because we are often quick to criticise when they do wrong.
Constable Hunter served. He protected. And my family will never forget it.
What a beautiful way to start 2026.
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@Matt_Camps@ach3im The operation is literally called a speed trap. Every Police organization do it. Read the road signs, they are there is many instances.
I’ve been using @rocketshipja for over 10 years and this is the worse the service has been.
This is my last time using this company.
Poor customer service. Your reps are always late for work.
@rocketshipja it’s ridiculous the pace at which people are getting through. I’ve been standing in your Barbican location for over an hour and the place is packed. Not even 10 people have gotten their packages.
You guys don’t plan for these things?
Congratulations to our Environment Minister, the Hon. Matthew Samuda who has been elected as the new president of the 193-member state United Nations Environment Assembly (UNEA).
The UNEA is the world’s highest-level decision-making body for matters related to the environment.
@ItzJust_Ren On the converse if you order a meal for 10k the delivery will be about the same cost. It’s done based on distance. So it really doesn’t make sense to order small meals through them.
The Member from St. Andrew South West is not an expert in disaster recovery.
The actual experts, those who work in this field, have spoken publicly, and they have said the opposite.
They have commended Jamaica, a small island developing state, for the strength of our response.
Those who spread misinformation ignore a critical fact; Hurricane Melissa was one of the strongest hurricanes ever to hit Jamaica and among the top three strongest globally. No hurricane in our recorded history has caused this level of damage.
Within hours of the hurricane’s passage, I called the Acting Chief of Defence Staff, the head of the NWA, and the Minister responsible for works. I instructed them to get the airports open. That same night, teams were checking road access, and by the next day we reopened the airports. Within days, Sangster International was operational again.
When I landed in Black River, the ground team could not reach me; they were cutting their way through with machetes alongside the JDF. I met a woman who had walked nearly 20 miles to reach help. These were the conditions on the ground.
With only five operational helicopters and widespread devastation, no country could respond everywhere at once. Those who call the response “slow” are not being fair or truthful.
To claim that our response was slow is unfair to the many Jamaicans who worked tirelessly to save lives under unprecedented conditions.
The Member from St. Andrew South West is not an expert in disaster recovery.
The actual experts, those who work in this field, have spoken publicly, and they have said the opposite.
They have commended Jamaica, a small island developing state, for the strength of our response.
Those who spread misinformation ignore a critical fact; Hurricane Melissa was one of the strongest hurricanes ever to hit Jamaica and among the top three strongest globally. No hurricane in our recorded history has caused this level of damage.
Within hours of the hurricane’s passage, I called the Acting Chief of Defence Staff, the head of the NWA, and the Minister responsible for works. I instructed them to get the airports open. That same night, teams were checking road access, and by the next day we reopened the airports. Within days, Sangster International was operational again.
When I landed in Black River, the ground team could not reach me; they were cutting their way through with machetes alongside the JDF. I met a woman who had walked nearly 20 miles to reach help. These were the conditions on the ground.
With only five operational helicopters and widespread devastation, no country could respond everywhere at once. Those who call the response “slow” are not being fair or truthful.
To claim that our response was slow is unfair to the many Jamaicans who worked tirelessly to save lives under unprecedented conditions.