Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Rest in peace Deputy Sheriff Scott.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

October 8, 2020

Deputy Sheriff William Cordell Scott will never be forgotten. May his soul rest in peace.

First Sergeant Thomas Webb (Retired)
New York State Police

April 11, 2018

Well Bill, it's been a long time since you were taken from us but you are still missed . No one could take your place in our minds and hearts... Memories still linger and more of our friends and family have joined you in Heaven. We will see you again when it's our turn to go home... loving you always, Becky, Terry and Robbie

becky stewart tharp
aunt by marriage

April 3, 2016

Bill , we still think about you and miss you. You were a very important part of our family.We have lost more family so when you run across them in heaven , please give them a hug from us here. By the way, we are sending you hugs and kisses from your family here...

Becky stewart tharp
aunt by marriage

June 9, 2015

Thank you for your service, you are remembered brother....

Detective Sean D. Flynn
Anderson County Sheriff's Office, TN

August 19, 2014

Thank you for your service and for helping to make America a safer place.

Deputy Brian Jones
Boulder County Sheriff's Office, CO

December 4, 2012

Bill, even after all these years, we all miss you! You are always in our hearts and the memories we had with you are precious! Becky, terry and robbie

becky tharp
a part of bills family

November 26, 2012

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 32nd 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.

Time never dimishes respect and you will always be honored and revered. I Pray for solace for all those who love and miss you for I know both the pain and pride are forever.

Rest In Peace

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

January 21, 2012

"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

January 29, 2008

YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE

VANDENBERGHE
MANCHESTER, NH

January 13, 2008

When Tom Van Riper asked me to take your place in the S.O. in 1984 at the age of 14, I felt honored to do so. Although I carried on the work that you started during my own 17 years in the S.O., I could never truely replace you, big brother. You were the man!!! You taught me so much, you were the only one who wasn't afraid to spend time with me and you were the only one who saw me as a person, instead of the wirdo and geek that everyone else sees and for this, I looked up to you. I will never forget standing there at your casket in 1980 as an 11 year old kid and everyone looking at me like I was crazy for talking to you and saluting you. I love you and miss you, big brother.

Robbie Stewart, Former Reserve Officer
Anderson County, TN Sheriff's Dept.

August 5, 2007

there are so many memories about bill that are all good. He as family in the best way. I can still remember him calling me and asking, hi mom, what's for supper? he knew he could always find food at my house. he is still missed and still loved by his family and friends.

becky stewart
aunt by marriage

January 7, 2007

The policeman stood and faced God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining,
Just as brightly as his brass.

"Step forward now, policeman.
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To my church have you been true?"

The policeman squared his shoulders and said,
"No lord, I guess I ain't,
Because those of us who carry a badge
can't always be a saint."

I've had to work most Sundays,
and at times my talk was rough,
and sometimes I've been violent,
Because the streets are awfully tough.

But I never took a penny,
That wasn't mine to keep
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just too steep.

And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at time I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.

I know I don't deserve a place
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around
Except to calm their fear.

If you've a place for me here, Lord,
It needn't be so grand.
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't I'll understand.

There was a silence all around the throne
Where the saints had often trod.
As the policeman waited quietly,
For the judgement of his god.

"Step forward now, policeman,
You've born your burdens well.
Come walk a beat on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in hell"

GREGG HOUSTON
SOUTH CAROLINA

April 22, 2005

MAY GOD BLESS YOU AND MAY YOU REST IN PEACE. A HERO FOR SURE.

CHIEF RONNIE WATFORD-RET.
JEFFERSON POLICE DEPT,S.C.

January 21, 2004