08/29/2026
August 28, 2015 — Eleven Years Later
Eleven years ago today, I was shot in the line of duty while serving as a Utah Highway Patrol trooper.
I was fortunate not to suffer long-term physical injuries, but an experience like that never completely leaves you. It changes your perspective on life, family, and what it really means to go home at the end of a shift.
I thank God for watching over me that day and allowing me to return home to my family. I am also incredibly grateful for the Utah Highway Patrol's commitment to officer safety and for the Point Blank body armor I was wearing. That body armor played a significant role in protecting me and helping me make it home.
That is why, when I tell an officer or cadet to wear your body armor, it isn't just something I teach.
It's personal.
A lot of life has happened in these eleven years. I retired from UHP, earned my master's degree, continued serving in law enforcement, and in January 2020 became Director of the Weber State University Law Enforcement Academy. Since then, I've had the privilege of training and overseeing the training of hundreds of future and current law enforcement officers.
Every cadet who walks through our doors has someone who wants them to come home—a spouse, parent, child, sibling, friend. A WHY.
My greatest blessings, however, have been at home.
I've watched my four children grow into adults and follow their own paths. Three have married, and my two oldest sons and their families have given me three grandchildren.
Like every family, we've experienced happiness, accomplishments, challenges, disappointments, changes, and circumstances we never anticipated.
That's life.
Had August 28, 2015, ended differently, I would have missed all of it.
The shooting will always be part of my story, but it does not define my story. What matters more is what I've been able to do with the opportunity I was given to come home.
Eleven years later, I'm still here.
Still serving. Still teaching. Still learning. Still wearing my body armor. And still watching my family grow.
To my fellow officers and the cadets I have the privilege of training:
Wear your body armor. Take care of yourself. Take care of each other. Know your WHY. And never take going home for granted.
Eleven years later, my family is still my WHY.
— Paul Kotter