Anyone want to start a movement? Something called “Thanks for your Service”.

Here’s the premise; When you see a policemen, fireman, service man, etc., you simply hold four fingers to your heart and give it a gentle double tap.

This gesture signifies how you appreciate them and want to thank them for their service.  

I thought about ways to show appreciation, and went through many hand signals (i.e. hand wave, high-five, peace sign), but they all felt too trite.

Further, I researched the SWAT team and Police tactical hand signals to make sure I wasn’t selecting a movement a that could be mistaken for a distress signal. In the end, I came up with four fingers tapping the heart (see below).


Why would this come up you may ask?  

Well, a few months back I was in New York City.  It was a couple of days after Policemen had been tragically shot.  I was walking through Times Square and noticed in wonder as corner after corner (in the freezing cold) were men in Blue bravely standing there to keep people safe.

You could feel the tension and concern as anyone could have walked up to them and attempted to cause harm, but they stood there proudly protecting the city.

As I was walking by, I thought to myself how difficult it must be to stand there and protect normal people like me, just out shopping, walking and enjoying the day.

I thought about saying Thank You to them in-person, but I didn’t want to walk up and reach out my hand like I was shaking their hand… But that feeling and desire to say Thank You never left.  I just didn’t know what to do about it.

The second issue, which occurred a few months later, cemented an idea in my mind that something HAD to be done.

What caused this for me?  One morning, an explosion changed it all.

I was in NYC and walking out of a meeting on 35th street when a loud BOOM shattered through the generic morning noise of NYC traffic.  The entire street had come to an abrupt stop… everyone looking around, wondering, worrying, etc.

As I stood there alone in that moment, many thoughts went through my mind (i.e. was it a backfire? A gun shot? An explosion? Another terrorist attack?)

I was not alone in my consternation and thoughts as almost everyone on the street was standing there with a similar look of stunned bemusement.

Within a few seconds, the street started to move again.  The crowds began to walk the sidewalks again in an effort to go about their normal New York day.

It was just about this time, when the normalcy of morning rush hour had returned that it happened.

BOOM! A SECOND explosion.

Except this time, if you were walking towards the direction of where the noise came from, you could see a massive fireball shoot up in the sky.  Indeed, this was no car back fire or random item falling off a truck.  It was an explosion on the streets on New York City.

That moment is when things got interesting.

In the time it took for the second explosion to shatter an otherwise benign morning, the truth of humanity was exposed.

Everyone on the street immediately turned and began running away in the opposite direction of the explosion.  There was panic and pandemonium as  a few hundred people, in unison, turned to run away.

I recall distinctly one particularly hysterical person who went screaming and sprinting with his hands flailing wildly in the air.  He looked like a crazed cartoon character as he sprinted past all that he could.

As I turned to briskly walk away (still not sure what had occurred), I see something that made me stop and take pause.

Running TOWARD the explosion were four police men and women.  They were running toward the noise and chaos without any idea what the cause was!

Yes, these brave individuals were sprinting toward the danger and running to the cause of the explosive sound, while the rest of us casual citizens were running away.

Was it a bomb? A backfire? Something nefarious?

Indeed, there was NO way to know.  But, in that split second, there was not a thought of pause to run toward the danger by these service members.

The explosion ended up being a gas explosion (http://bit.ly/1KezDea) but at that moment, no one knew.


Given there has been a lot of angst and anger against those who give their lives to protect us, I wanted a simple signal of appreciation and recognition for service members.

T4YS (Thanks for your Service) love tap. Who’s with me?

Please share along if you are so inclined.