Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Thank you for your service. You were my great uncle, my grandmother's brother.

Christine Fowler

February 26, 2019

Patrolman Owens,
On today, the 78th anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of Toccoa.

R.I.P.
USBP

Anonymous
United States Border Patrol

February 26, 2018

Rest in Peace, Patrolman Owens. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.

Officer 11169

April 3, 2012

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 72nd 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.

Time never diminishes respect and you will always be honored and revered.

Rest In Peace.

Phyllis Loya
Mom of fallen California Officer Larry Lasater, Pittsburg PD, eow 4/24/05

February 26, 2012

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 72nd 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.

Time never diminishes respect and you will always be honored and revered.

Rest In Peace.

Phyllis Loya
Mom of fallen California Officer Larry Lasater, Pittsburg PD, eow 4/24/05

February 26, 2012

Thanks for your services.

David

February 25, 2012

YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE AND DEDICATION.

VANDENBERGHE
MANCHESTER, NH

February 20, 2008

Bill

its been 67 years since you're last watch, Toccoa is still the nice place it was when you protected our town. Bill a few days ago I paid a visit to your Graveside, I stood quietly there and pondered what shape our republic would be in if not for the sacrifices you and your brother and sister Officers have made, and still make today. I salute you sir for your service to the people of Toccoa.

MC
Private Citizen

January 1, 2008

The policeman stood and faced God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining,
Just as brightly as his brass.

"Step forward now, policeman.
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To my church have you been true?"

The policeman squared his shoulders and said,
"No lord, I guess I ain't,
Because those of us who carry a badge
can't always be a saint."

I've had to work most Sundays,
and at times my talk was rough,
and sometimes I've been violent,
Because the streets are awfully tough.

But I never took a penny,
That wasn't mine to keep
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just too steep.

And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at time I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.

I know I don't deserve a place
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around
Except to calm their fear.

If you've a place for me here, Lord,
It needn't be so grand.
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't I'll understand.

There was a silence all around the throne
Where the saints had often trod.
As the policeman waited quietly,
For the judgement of his god.

"Step forward now, policeman,
You've born your burdens well.
Come walk a beat on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in hell"

GREGG HOUSTON
SOUTH CAROLINA

August 24, 2004