Mr. Poarch had an on-again, off-again extramarital affair over the course of fifteen (15) years with Donna Lynne Kirby. Ms. Kirby, evidently, ended the affair. Mr. Poarch, however, did not take the news well and pulled Ms. Kirby over, which lead to a complaint filed by Ms. Kirby.
That, in turn, resulted in allegations, later confirmed by Mr. Poarch, that he and Ms. Kirby had been engaged in some adult activity while he was on duty... And in the patrol car.
Mr. Poarch argued that other officers had committed worse acts but were not dismissed. While it boggles the mind to think of worse acts, the Court of Appeals said it would not "shackle the Patrol to the worse personnel decisions that they have made."
Mr. Poarch would have been wise to listen to the words of Billy Currington, and just let love done gone:
Like snowflakes when the weather warms up
Like leaves on the trees when the autumn comes
Like the dogwood blossoms in a late spring rain
All the disappearin' bubbles in a glass of champagne
Like a red kite lost in a blue sky wind
I don't know where the good times went
It ain't nothin' we ever said or ever did wrong
It's just love done gone
Like leaves on the trees when the autumn comes
Like the dogwood blossoms in a late spring rain
All the disappearin' bubbles in a glass of champagne
Like a red kite lost in a blue sky wind
I don't know where the good times went
It ain't nothin' we ever said or ever did wrong
It's just love done gone
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