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Photograph: Patrolman Harry Boyd Ray
Patch image: South Carolina Highway Patrol, South Carolina

Patrolman Harry Boyd Ray
South Carolina Highway Patrol
South Carolina
Sunday, September 7, 1958

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I was a young teenager when uncle Harry was gunned down- but I will always remember how full of life he was & how proud he & his brother my uncle William were to serve the state of SC as state troopers. I still think of some of the things we did -going to the beach, family get to gathers, etc. He will always be young in my mind (I'm 66). I am so sorry his children did not have him as long as my brothers & I did.

Emma Ray Parnell
neice

2009-11-16


50 years have passed since you gave your all but the years have in no way dimmed the brilliance of the life you lived and the service you rendered. It is my privilege to honor you on this day, Patrolman Ray.

A Grateful Citizen
North Alabama

2008-10-14


Thank you for your service to the citizens of South Carolina. You have not been forgotten. Rest in peace.

State Constable J.L. Green
S.C. State Constables

2007-09-07


"The Badge"
He starts his shift each day
To respond to calls unknown.
He drives a marked patrol car.
A police officer he is known.
He's paid by the citizens' taxes
To make it safe on the streets.
But he usually has a second job
'Cause a waitress has his salary beat.
Now he doesn't know a holiday
'Cause he works all year round.
And when Thanksgiving and Christmas finally arrive
At his home he cannot be found.
He's cursed and assaulted often,
The one whos blood runs blue.
He seldom ever gets a thanks,
To some he's just a fool.
His friends are always other cops
'Cause people just don't understand
That underneath his badge and gun,
He's just another man.
He knows there might not be a tomorrow
In this world of drugs and crime.
And he gets so mad at the court system
'Cause the crooks don't get any time.
And each day when he leaves for work,
He prays to God above.
Please bring me home after my shift
So I can see the ones I love.
But tonight he stops a speeding car,
He's alone down this ole' highway.
It's just a little traffic infraction.
He does it everyday.
Well, he walks up to the driver's window,
And his badge is shining bright.
He asked the guy for a driver's license,
When a shot rang through the night.
Yes, the bullet hit its mark,
Striking the officer in the chest.
But the Department's budget didn't buy
Each officer a bullet-proof vest.
So he lay on the ground bleeding.
His blood wasn't blue - His blood was red.
And briefly he thought of his loved ones
'Cause in a moment the officer was dead.
In the news they told the story
Of how this officer had died.
And some who listened cared less,
But those who loved him cried.
Well, they buried him in uniform
With his badge pinned on his chest.
He even had his revolver,
He died doing his best.
Written By:
David L. Bell
Sergeant
Richland County Sheriff's Department
Columbia, South Carolina
Used with Special Permission of the Author
Copyright © 1999 - All Rights Reserved
and may not be duplicated without permission

Investigator David L Bell
Richland County Sheriff's Dept.

2007-07-11


"No person was ever honoured for what he received. Honour has been the reward for what he gave."
--Calvin Coolidge

Debbie Brewer
citizen and COPS member

2007-06-25


I was nearing my fifth birthday when your life was taken. Who could know that forty-seven years later my family, especially our daughter, would know the same pain that your family experienced? I hope that your family found a way to honor your life and your sacrifice by living their own lives to the fullest. Rest in God's peace.

D. Brewer
Mother of Susan Parker, wife of Trooper Jon Parker, EOW 5/16/2005

Debbie Brewer
citizen and COPS member

2007-05-08


My Uncle Harry died when I was three years old. We have all the clippings from the murder to the trial. I talked with my Aunt (Uncle Harry's wife, last year) She lives in Columbia and is doig well. There was an article in the State Paper in recent years that may be in the archives concerning his death. His children are all doing great and are successful. My father was a High Patrol at the time Uncle Harry died. My father died of Cancer in 1961 at the age of 37. I was told that my father never got over the death of his Brother Harry Boyd Ray. I vaguely remember me and my family visiting my Uncle as a child. From what I am told, he was a wonderful, caring person.

Jackie Ray Wingard
niece

2007-04-25


Harry Ray was my uncle, although he was killed a year before I was born. I know that he and my dad were close as he would tell me that Harry liked to come by the house to see him and he would turn on the siren as he pulled up in the driveway to let everyone know he was there. My family told me that Harry was the kind of person that everyone liked-he made friends wherever he went. He was also a US Navy veteran. Harry grew up in a large family and all of his brothers and his sister grew up to be successful in what they chose to do. My brother told me that this incident created incredible trauma for our entire family. Harry was loved by many people. I have other stories and family information about Harry and this case.

Thomas Ray
Nephew

2007-03-14


This happened a long, long time ago
but you have not been forgotten. You
were highlighted on the website today and we are remembering you
and your sacrifice. We're also
remembering those left behind to
mourn. With love from one coast of
America to the other.
Lynn Kole
Washington State



2005-12-17


Patrolman Ray, you are not forgotten, RIP brother, and God Bless You, and your family and friends

Pecos Police Department
Pecos Texas



2005-04-02


I was a rookie SC Highway Patrolman when Harry was murdered. I recall the massive state-wide search that involved each and every one of us that tragic day, and the days that followed. Harry Ray's murder definitely changed the way I approached my duties from that day forward, and to the day I retired from law enforcement. A great friend of mine with the SC Law Enforcement Division (SLED)solved that murder and was instrumental in obtaining the death penalty for two of the three violent criminals. Harry Boyd Ray's murder was a major turning point in my law enforcement career. I had become lax, complacent and unconcerned about my own safety and the real dangers involving the duties I was sworn to uphold. I often think of Harry's family, i.e., where are they, how are they doing, how did they survive after his death.

David Barrineau
ATF Agent - Retired

2004-08-10


I was 12 years old when Patrolman Ray lost his life. His death marked a transition from my childhood concept of "everything is always good" to facing the reality of "bad things happen to good people." I followed every word of this case in the Spartanburg Herald, even through the day that two of the three killers were executed in the electric chair. The third person involved got life and 30 years at the last moment. I later had an opportunity to meet this third person in 1965 at Spartanburg Methodist College as he spoke with a group called "Operation Get Smart." He appeared to have genuine remorse for his part (get away driver) in this crime. Patrolman Ray had a newborn son, had pleaded for his life, but was shot by Britt and Wesbury anyway. This is the part that Levon Tilson (third man) regretted most. I often think of Patrolman Ray and wonder about his son. It would be my honor to one day meet this man and let him know that even though I have never met him,he has been a part of me since his father's death. I am thankful for the law enforcement officers I have served through the years in my churches, especialy Retired Patrolman David Burgess Wardlaw who was, and continues to be, a true inspiration and holds the highest ideals for law and order. I am thankful to him for his remembrances of this tragic event in the life of our great state. Respectfully submitted with deep appreciation for Patrolman Ray's service to South Carolina and all law enforcement, active, retired, or killed in the line of duty. Rev. Barry L. Brown, United Methodist Minister

Rev. Barry L. Brown
United Methodist Pastor, S.C. Conference

2004-06-05


09-07-03, A HERO NEVER DIES. GONE, BUT NEVER TO BE FORGOTTEN. REST IN PEACE MY BROTHER. MAY GOD BLESS.

CHIEF RONNIE WATFORD-RETIRED
JEFFERSON POLICE DEPT,S.C.

2003-09-07


Rest easy, Troop. You are not forgotten. Never. A hero lost but an angel to guide those unfortunate who follow. Thank you for your sacrafice. Thank you.

Deputy M. Moore
Warren County S.O. (OH)

2003-09-07


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