Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Missing you so much Dad...

Melisa Salas
Daughter

April 24, 2024

Miss you dad

Melisa Salas
daughter

April 17, 2020

I miss you so much dad

Melisa Salas
daughter

April 16, 2020

God Bless

Fmr. Juvenile Corrections Officer Ron
Santa Clara Co

August 24, 2016

Det. Sgt. Salas,
On today, the 27th anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of Del Rio. And to your family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

R.I.P.
USBP

Anonymous
United States Border Patrol

January 7, 2015

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 24th 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 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. Rest In Peace.

I pray for solace for all those who love and miss you for I know both the pain and pride are forever.

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

January 7, 2012

Det. Sgt. Salas,
On today, the 21st anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of Del Rio. And to your family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest symapathy.

R.I.P.
USBP

Anonymous

January 7, 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
Copyright © 1999 - All Rights Reserved
and may not be duplicated without permission

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

February 6, 2008

YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE

VANDENBERGHE
MANCHESTER, NH

January 1, 2008

I never met Mario, but I know he was a dear friend of my brother - John Miller. When I visit John's grave, I sit with Mario for a while too.

I miss John so much, but it comforts me that they are still close to each other.

God Bless

Susan Miller
Friend

August 1, 2006

We Remember the Fallen

Not too long ago you became officers
to do the things policemen do.
To make our community a better and safer place
for all our people and proudly wear the blue.

You showed a certain pride and dignity – you stood
tall as you went about your daily tasks.
In a short while we opened our hearts and welcomed you
into our family and placed you tops in the class.

Then one morning not long ago you were absent from
roll call due to someone’s breaking of the law.
There were tears of sorrow and sadness all around we
wondered if any lawbreakers cared or saw.

There is an empty spot in each of our hearts for
you and the others who are listed as fallen.
We see your death as receiving much, much too
early in life, our precious master’s calling.

We will remember you when we see a stranded
motorist or witness a parade along main.
Or receive a domestic dispute call or be in search
of a missing child, we’ll all share your pain.

We’ll be reminded of how you responded to some
of our numerous domestic dispute calls.
With love and concern for your fellowman, diffused
the situations and settled those nasty brawls.

And how we had searched numerous hours for a missing
little girl found cold and alone near first light.
Oh! The joy – all eyes filled with tears flowing, yours more
than hers – it would have been a camera’s delight.

When we see a parade, a motorist in need of help
or a family grieving for their lost child.
We’ll think of you and the impact you made on our lives
as a family, though you served with us only a while.

When we drive Main or F, 15th, 10th, pass a
school or make a turn onto Avenue G.
We’ll think of you, your total dedication to the people
of our community and the grievous loss to our family.

And so we pray that God has welcomed both of
you to his glorious celestial home above.
Seated you at his right hand and holds you
and us forever in his eternal love.

CJ and Luke Crosby
May 16, 2006

Cpl. M. Crosby
Del Rio PD

May 9, 2006

Rest in peace brother. May God bless you and your family.

Patrolman

March 5, 2006

No officer that gave his life should be without reflection……

“For those who pledge to uphold it, Freedom requires a sacrifice the protected will never know”

Anonymous