Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Glenn Allen loved fishing, flying, God, and my grandma! He had deep green eyes that grandma said captured her across a crowded room and she married him within weeks! He could play several musical instruments, including the piano, and would constantly compose songs and sing them to my grandma. He would often show up in his plane after work and fly her somewhere just visit friends or to have dinner. He served in the military and they were stationed all over the country/world, including Germany and Japan. He loved working for Josephine County in Grants Pass and the job at the time required a couple with the wife working as a cook at the jail...my grandmother saw his excitement and couldn't say no. I have many, many memories watching my grandma cook at the jail and serve the inmates with grace, kindness, and respect. I am his granddaughter, through and through, and grandma Sibyl's too. I only had him for two years before his life was cut short, but grandma stayed by my side into my fifties and made sure I remembered all the best parts of who he was before she joined him. My grandpa took me up for my first flight in his plane when I was just a baby and I went with grandma Sibyl during her flying lessons and eventually took flight lessons myself. I share their love of adventure, travel, and the great outdoors. I work at the Sheriff's Academy and do what I can to assist those with the calling to "protect and serve" and married a now retired police officer. I hope my grandparents would be proud and that I am honoring their memory and contributions. Mom is with them both now (and Dad), but I have a small piece of each of them that I carry in my heart, encouraging me to live honorably, help where I can, lead with compassion, treat folks with respect, and to always strive to do the right thing without hope of reward. I was blessed to have their love and example to guide me.

Lily-Suzan Renee Sprouse Baughman
Granddaughter (daughter of Nancy Lou Allen )

February 25, 2025

Rest In Peace Brother LEO. Thank you and your family for your sacrifice and service.

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

November 17, 2018

Rest in peace.

Sgt. Jim Russo

May 24, 2017

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 40th 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
mother of fallen officer Larry Lasater, PPD, eow 4/24/05

November 17, 2011

I have always thought of you as my guardian angel. You have watched over me as I made the typical mistakes of youth. Please continue to watch over me as I follow in your footsteps and become a police officer.

thomas allen
grandson

March 19, 2008

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

January 14, 2008

You are remembered today and thank you Sir for your service

Pat Van Den Berghe, Manchester, NH
Neighbors for a Better Manchester, NH

November 29, 2007

Rest in peace, Sir! You are not forgotten.

Police Officer
Tennessee

June 4, 2006

You have not been forgotten.....................

Sgt. Al Whitney
Yuma County Sheriff's Office, Yuma, AZ

April 10, 2004