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  • Black Tee
  • 100% cotton
  • Soft feel
  • Unisex adult sizing
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  • Black Tank
  • Tri-Blend
  • Fitted
  • Super soft feel


Hello everyone, my name is Shawn Schreckengost.  My friends and partners call me Schreck. I've been a Police Officer in the Pittsburgh area since 2006. I am currently on the roster for 3 different police departments, one full time and two part time. I knew that being in good shape would be an important aspect of becoming a Police Officer. I began my weight training journey while still in the police academy. After a while, it became more than just going to the gym and throwing some weights around, it became a lifestyle. A lifestyle that ended up saving my life on May 5, 2019.

     It was early on a Sunday morning and I was driving to work. I was driving on a road that I traveled on every day. While driving along, a truck beside crossed over into my lane and struck me. The impact caused my vehicle to spin out of control across the four lane roadway and head on into a tree. I remember seeing a flash of light and my windshield shattering upon impact. I was moaning and gasping for air and just couldn't believe what had just happened. I didn't know the extent of my injuries, but I could definitely tell by seeing the deformity of my right leg, that it was definitely broken.

      Next thing I remember was my side window being smashed and my door pried open. I then heard two familiar voices talking to me. They were two responding officers who I call friends, one of which I began my police career with. The friend who I have known for thirteen years got in the car and supported my back against him due to how I was positioned in the car. He then held me until the medics arrived, reassuring me that everything will be ok, while blood was pouring from my nose, head and mouth.  I now felt like I was going to be ok because I was with my friend.  I remember telling him that my leg was broken. I also told him not to call Jennifer (my fiance) because I didn't want her to worry and her blood pressure go up. Needless to say, he called her anyway! Lol.  Later on in the hospital, this friend shared with Jennifer and I that he didn't even realize it was my vehicle at first for how badly mangled it was. He also said that once he did realize it was my vehicle, he was afraid to open the door out of fear of finding me dead inside. Despite his feelings and fear, he was able to get inside to me immediately.

     I was then extracted by Fire and EMS and transported to a Pittsburgh hospital.  I remember waking up in a hospital room with Jennifer standing over me crying. I remember her telling me that she loved me and that I was going to be ok, before being prepped for surgery. Following surgery on my femur, more tests and x-rays were performed.  That's when the severity of my additional injuries were discovered. Along with the broken femur, I sustained ten broken ribs with multiple lung contusions, a broken back, broken nose and upper jaw, blood clots in my left arm and leg, and preceded to have two more facial surgeries. The first being cosmetic to close the gash on my forehead, and put my upper lip back together as best as they could. The second was to repair my jaw with a metal plate and screws, which forced me on a no-chew diet, still to this day.  I spent the next nine days in ICU trauma. Most of this time remains a blur to me. Prior to being transferred out of ICU, I was told by the doctors that the main reason that I survived was due to my physical size and good health. I was then transported to an in-patient hospital. This would be where the hard work begins on my road to recovery.

      I couldn't sit up by myself,  I couldn't walk,  nor could I sit to use the bathroom. I went from helping everyone to not being able to help myself.  I was scared, I cried, I was confused asking why did this have to happen.  I was worried if I would walk again, would I run again, could I still be a Police Officer. I had many talks with my Chief's, friends I work with, and Jennifer. I was getting all the support in the world and I was grateful for it! Many nights laying in the hospital alone, I did a lot of thinking.  Then one night after talking with Jennifer, I decided it was time to stop feeling sorry for myself. I realized that hey, I'm still here, I'm still alive and that truly is a blessing in itself!  I decided that it was time to start taking my own advice. Just like I've spoken with many people over the years who are feeling down or unhappy with their lives, body, or current situations. I would tell them, "It's not over until it's over!" I was still breathing, with some difficulty, but I was still breathing. It's not over yet! If I want to get back to where I was, I have to work for it again. Just like I've told others who have stopped working out and feel like they lost their gains or people who are afraid to begin to workout, we all have to start at day one. Well, I'm willing to start over from day one, including walking again because that's how bad I want it! I'm no stranger to hard work and certainly won't allow it to stop me from getting what I want.

     So here I am, working hard in therapy, pushing myself to see progress and results. Even if it's just getting my knee to bend all the way again, I'm making it happen several degrees at a time. I'm focused, determined and fighting through the pain to have it.

      I was given a second chance at life and I feel blessed for that. I almost learned the hard way that life can be taken from you at the blink of an eye. Life is too short to not enjoy it or make the best of it. There is no going back and doing it over.  I'm staying in the fight!



All proceeds  will be donated directly to Officer  Shawn Schreckengost. 

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