Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Rest in peace always knowing that no passage of time will ever erase your service and sacrifice

Detective Cpl/3 Steven Rizzo
Delaware State Police (Retired)

August 12, 2020

Rest In Peace Brother LEO. You are not forgotten.

Officer Mike Robinson, (Ret)
Upland Police Dept. CA

August 12, 2018

"When a good man is hurt, all who would be called good must suffer with him.”

Euripides

Marshal Chris Di Gerolamo
Federal Air Marshal Service

September 17, 2015

Thank you for your service and for helping to make America a safer place.

Deputy Brian Jones
Boulder County Sheriff's Office, CO

January 17, 2013

During this time, the large still vacant lands between the Mokelumme and Stanislaus rivers was very dangerous. Local newspapers are full of accounts of lone travelers found dead at their campsite. Some of the desperadoes were Hispanic (Californios, Mexicans, South Americans--Hispanics of all nations were often called Sonorans). The work of law enforcement has always been difficult but in the years immediately after statehood it was perhaps more so. The state was just organizing and all law enforcement was local with its effectiveness largely determined by the Sheriff and if he was lucky, paid constables. These men often worked alone. Their work took tremendous courage caused partly by the knowledge that there was no backup; a man got into a firefight and he was alone. Reading about what these men did should be required.

former police and correction officer
N Wildwood PD/NJ State Corrections

April 26, 2012

Rest in Peace, Sheriff Phoenix. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.

Officer 11169

June 8, 2009

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
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and may not be duplicated without permission

Investigator David L Bell
Richland County Sheriff's Dept., Columbia, SC

August 9, 2007

On this the one hundred and fifty first anniversary of William's tragic death, I wanted to honor and remember him today. His valor and courage will never be forgotten.

I hope that God is holding him in the sweetest part of his heart and the most gentle part of his soul.

I am so sorry that William was robbed of his life so tragically, but through his heroism and the profound sense of duty with which he lived his life, he made an immeasurable difference. May his spirit continue to soar and may his memory continue to inspire.

This reflection is sent with the utmost respect for the dedicated service William gave to his community and the citizens of California, and for the supreme sacrifice he and his family made on August 12, 1855.

Phyllis L. Loya, mother of fallen officer Larry Lasater, PPD
eow 4/24/05

August 12, 2006

On the 150th Anniversary of your death, I just wanted to let you know that you are not forgotten. So many things have changed since your death, but the job is still the same. Thank you for your service. I'm sure that God has already delt with those who took you from your family and community.

August 12, 2005

On this 149 year anniversary of your giving the ulimate sacriface you are
not forgotten Sheriff Phoenix.
GOD BLESS YOU, REST IN PEACE

TMP

August 10, 2004