Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Thank you for your service and today we take the time to remind you and your family that your sacrifice is one that will never, ever be forgotten. Rest in peace always.

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

July 23, 2020

I still remember the call that fateful morning. I was in Marana, Arizona on training as the Chief of Police. I could not believe what I heard, one of our best had been killed in the line of duty. Officer Pine was one of best Officers that I knew, always having a smile and being very helpful and professional at all times. He was my best friend and always will be. Rest in Peace Brother.

Wesley R Stops, Sr. Retired
BIA Law Enforcement Serivces

July 24, 2014

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 22nd 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 who was murdered in the line of duty on April 24, 2005 while serving as a Pittsburg, CA police officer.

Time never diminishes respect. Your memory will always be honored and revered. I pray for the solace of those who love and miss you for I know both the pain and pride are forever. I am sure you are proud that your nephew is continuing your legacy of protecting and serving.

Rest In Peace.

Phyllis Loya

Phyllis Loya
Mother of fallen officer Larry Lasater

July 24, 2010

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

March 27, 2008

I pray that you are still resting peacefully and hope that you are watching over us down here.

Cpl. Egendoerfer
Mishawaka PD

July 23, 2006

I was just 6 years old when my uncle died. My mother passed away 5 months prior to his death. He has been someone I have looked up to, for he gave the ultimate sacrifice. I credit him for giving me the motivation to become who I am and continue the law enforcement tradition in our family!

Trooper C. Joel Brady
South Dakota Highway Patrol

July 5, 2005