Police Officer Garland L. Garrison Will Rogers Airport Police Department Oklahoma Wednesday, September 19, 1979  Leave a Reflection  Return to Memorial  Print This Page  Continue Building Book  Page: 1 of 1

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 30th anniversary of your death. Your memory lives and you continue to inspire. Thank you for your service. My cherished son Larry Lasater was a fellow police officer murdered in the line of duty on April 24, 2005 while serving as a Pittsburg, CA police officer.

Rest In Peace

Phyllis Loya

Anonymous

2009-09-19

Brother. The anniversary of your death approaches. I want you to know that your brothers and sisters in grey have not forgotton your sacrifice. May you rest in peace and know that we are continuing the work that you gave your life for. It will be 30 years in a few short days and know that we have not forgotton. No brother in grey will ever be forgotton!

Officer
OCPD
2009-09-16

You were taken too soon, but you will never be forgotten...

Tereasa Garrison
great-niece
2009-05-07

Officer Garrison, or Mr. Garrison as I knew him, was a great man. He and his wife, Mrs. Garrison lived across the street from me and my family. I loved him and his wife very much. I was only a child when this happened, but his wife had such an impact on my life I will never forget her. I know one day I will see him again in Heaven. God has a special place for this man.

Deputy Kathy Kelly
Oklahoma County
2009-04-14

"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., Columbia, SC
2008-01-10

"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., Columbia, SC
2008-01-09

My prayers are with you and your family.

Former N.H. Police Officer
Fauquier County, VA
2007-09-19

I had the great pleasure of working with Officer Garland Garrison at the Will Rogers airport many years ago while I was head of security for Pinkertons. I also had the pleasure of working with his son Steve. Officer Garrison was one of the friendliest and good natured people that I have ever met. His positive attitude and good nature had a way of making the worst days at the air port turn into good ones. When visited Oklahoma, and see the dedicated officers on duty that came after him, I often think about him. He was a huge inspiration to me as a young man and I could see the same goodness in his son.

Rest in peace.

Sgt R.W.Pinkerton
Pinkerton Security
2006-10-19

He was the finest man I've ever known, and at the end of the day, if I'm just half the man he was, my life will be blessed.

Steve G Garrison
Son of deceased
2006-09-21

May God rest your soul and may He comfort your loved ones that you've left behind. Brave Warrior, you are not forgotten.

Deputy B. P. Styles
Buncombe Co. Sheriff's Dept., NC
2005-01-25

You will never be forgotten. Thanks for your courage and strength that you still give.

Marty Garrison IAD
Corrections Corp of America
2004-11-11

I was quite young when Officer Garrison passed away, but he and his wife were a positive influence in my life. God's love shone through him.

2004-07-28

REST IN PEACE. MAY YOU KEEP WATCH IN THE KINGDOM OF HEAVEN.

Anonymous

2004-04-27