Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

I'm the son of the late Ofc. Donald W. Sager. I was only seven when he was murdered- I never really got the chance to know him only that as most children my age, being my father, he was everything to me. He came down from Hazleton,PA in '57 and joined the department.What I knew of him and what others had said over the years is that he was a kind, quiet, and patient man that attended church regularly, never drank or smoked- an easy going person. At his wake, it was told to me that one woman said, "He was to easy going to be a policeman". Perhaps this was true.

May God bless you, father, for I'm sure that we will meet again.

May God also bless all the fallen men and women who have served both our communities and country while paying with their lives to uphold the freedom and way of life in our country- they have paid the price for us.

Sincerely,
David Donald Sager
Jacksonville, Florida

David Donald Sager
Son

April 13, 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

November 7, 2007

While sitting in our patrol cars, any of us could be ambushed at any time. Lord willing, that will never happen again. Thank you to Officer Sager for his service and sacrifice, and to his partner who survived the attack.

PSO C.W. Edwards
North Augusta (SC) Dept. of Public Safety

April 9, 2007

We ask Thy blessings and eternal rest to all our brothers and sisters
Who have sacrificed their very lives in the performance of
their duties. Give their loved ones the peace and
Strength to bear the anguish of their loss. Remove all
resentment from their hearts, knowing that eternal
peace and rest will abide their departed loved ones
forever. This we beg, Thy name forever and ever,
Amen.

Ret. Officer William Hackley
Baltimore Police

November 21, 2005

Police Officers have arguably the most stressful and thankless job in the U.S. Officers put their lives on the line frequently inorder that citizens are able to enjoy life, liberty and the pursuit of happiness. Apparently, Officer Sager was no different; a tireless a and dedicated servant of the people who should not be forgotten.

I am writing a book on Baltimore in the 1960s and would love to talk to any friends and family members of this fallen officer.

Dr. Judson L. Jeffries
Purdue University

July 28, 2005

Thank you for your devoted service to Baltimore City. Rest in peace, you are not forgotten.

a Maryland citizen

November 16, 2004

I am the son of patrolman Sager's partner. My dad was the officer that was in the car with Officer Segar when he was slain. My dad sustained 6 - 45 caliber gun shots. 4 in the chest and abdomen and one in each arm.

My dad survived to live another 20 years. My dad of course spoke of Officer Don. The thing that impressed me the most, being a child of 14 at the time, was there were people, not related to the force that looked after us.

A couple of ladies at the hospital created a Sager-Sierakowski fund. They didn't collect a huge sum of money or stuff, but they did give us comfort and material things (like baseball gloves) that made feel like someone actually cared that our dad was dying in the hospital and his partner was killed.

I think the average person is clueless about how every day, our police and fire departments risk life & limb. The wives of these brave men realize it every minute of every day.

I was 14, my youngest brother was 4 and there were 3 children in between. We are ever-mindfull of Officer Sager's sacrafice... and over such a senseless trouble call.

Stan Sierakowski (Jr)

Stan Sierakowski, civilian
None

July 22, 2004

Brothers and Sisters in Arms,

This day, I addressed the Governor and Chief of Staff of the Great State of Maryland in protest of the misguided action of the Baltimore City Council pleading for the pardon of this valiant officer's murderer. I hope you will join me in seeking redress against this traitorous act by e-mailing or calling these elected officials demanding an explanation of this dishonorable slur upon the name of a martyred comrade. We must stand as one against this diabolical coalition of revisionist historians and pop-culture entertainers who seek to disgrace our proud profession and all it represents. May God's grace flow like the River Jordan upon the souls of this brother and the families of all who have sacrificed a loved one for our cause.

Sergeant John Spain
Chattanooga, Tennessee Police Department

I did not know Don. I was Born in Baltimore Maryland in 1949 and left in 1953 "via" dopted Parents and moved to Kansas City Missouri. I served with the KCPD for 26 years. I don't know if Don and I were related but we were still brothers.
To the Sager family, I am so sorry to hear of the loss of Don.
Christopher W. Sager// Ret. Kansas City Missouri Police Department.

Ret. Officer Christopher W. Sager
KCMOPD