Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Patrolman George J. Sallade

Pittsburgh Bureau of Police, Pennsylvania

End of Watch Thursday, October 5, 1933

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Reflections for Patrolman George J. Sallade

George was my great-grandfather. His daughter Margaret (Peg) is my grandmother. I enjoy reading all of these memories. Tragic that he died so young.

Donella Wetherbee
Great-granddaughter

April 20, 2021

Thank you for your service and please know that your sacrifice will always be remembered. Rest in peace always.

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

October 5, 2020

George Sallade was my grandfather. I’m sorry that he passed at such a young age. It would have been nice to have known him.

Karen Turner
Granddaughter

September 11, 2020

Rest in peace Patrolman Sallade.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

June 30, 2019

George was my uncle- my mom's brother- and never knew him but know well his son George (now dead 11 yrs.) and wife Nancy and their 5 kids- Jeanne, Anne, Chris, Jack and Beth.

Mom told me when he died a full city block of people waited to come to the viewing he was so well loved.

Also, Aunt Betty, his wife re-married but always said HE was the love of her life. 9/7/18

Mary Robson, retired RN
Niece

September 7, 2018

I married Hazel's oldest son Jim. Although I never knew Uncle George I did know his widow Aunt Betty and children George and Peggy. There were so many family stories of the goodness of this " gentleman policeman" One oft told, how he would go on his motorcycle to the orphan' s home and take the children for rides. They loved him and waited for him to come.

Betty Dougherty
niece in law retired RN

May 18, 2018

He was my Uncle George and I never knew him as was born 7 yrs. later. He was my mom's beloved brother and died on her BD and left 2 kids ages 3 and 5. ALL loved him and he was the kind who gave homeless money and when he was viewed at home (in those days) there was a full city block outside awaiting coming in.

Also, his oldest sister Hazel was due with twins shortly after and with the shock of his death delivered early and one of the twins died and was buried WITH him. VERY SAD time for the family. Mary, niece.

BSN- retired.
Niece.

May 16, 2018

RIP Brother. May you be with GOD and may GOD be with your family.

Det. Russ Cain
Pittsburgh PD

March 12, 2015

To fully appreciate the heroes of the present, we must recognize our heroes of the past. Your heroism and service is honored today, the 80th anniversary year of your death. I am privileged to be among the first to leave a tribute to you. 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. Rest In Peace.

Phyllis Lasater Loya
mom of fallen Pittsburg (CA) officer Larry Lasater

September 16, 2013

ITS SOUNDS LIKE THUNDER FAR AWAY...

It sounds like thunder far away, but the skies are blue and bright...
And soon they crest the hill nearby, and ride into our sight.
They shake the ground with powerful sound, and they make some hearts beat fast...
They look so proud and noble, like Knights come from the past.

Side by side, they always ride, and seem to move as one...
From early in the morning light, to the setting of the sun.
And children point and wave to them, from cars that pass them by...
And young ones ask their parents, why the men have mirrors for eyes.

They ride the roads, and fight for good, and defend small ones like you...
They ask to ride, and do with pride, and sometimes they are few.
Like men of steel, on Silver Wings, they sparkle in the light...
then with a roar and rumble, they ride out of our sight.

Sometimes when one has fallen, never to ride again...
You can hear the others calling, like thunder on the wind.
Side by side, they slowly ride, and their thunder is a mournful sound...
And the mirrors hide their eyes from us, when teardrops fall to ground.

So if you see one riding, and you look into his face...
You see your reflection in his eyes, you know that you are safe.
For motormen are a special breed, they love to ride the wind...
And when you hear the thunder boom, the fallen ones ride again.

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Rest in Peace, Motorman…

Motor officer Terry Pauley
Plano PD Plano, TX

July 9, 2010

You are emembered today and thank you Sir for your service

pt Van Den Berghe

October 14, 2007

Officer Sallade,

Today on the 73rd Anniversary of your passing, I will dedicate my shift to you.

Rest in Peace
P.O. Ken Stevwing

P.O. Stevwing
Pittsburgh Police

October 5, 2006

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