Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

As I am preparing to watch my youngest son graduate from high school, I think of you and know that you are watching over all of us. I am confident that you are helping to guide all 3 of my kids, your grandchildren, on their paths in life. I wish so much you could be here with us to share these moments together.... Love you Dad.

Sandra
Daughter

June 7, 2016

On 22 May 2016 it will be 36 years since my Friend Sgt James Shepherd was shot and killed by a very troubled Michael Sture.
He is not forgotten and will be remembered so long as I am able.

I spent several hours in the field that day searching for the killer.

Retired Police Orficer
Mel Jasmin

February 14, 2016

Time may have passed but you are not forgotten. I believe as long as someone remembers you or speaks your name, you are still with us.
Thank you for your heroism.
God Bless

Detention Officer A.Zambito
Texas

May 22, 2015

I miss you as much today as I did 34 years ago when you were so violently and needlessly taken from us. Rest in Peace Uncle Jim.

Carol Shepherd
Niece

May 23, 2014

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 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.

I pray for solace for all those that love and remember you for I know both the pain and pride are forever. Your heart is in my heart's embrace. Thanks to your family for sharing their memories and devotion to you through their reflections.

Rest In Peace.

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

May 22, 2012

Sgt. Shepherd's murderer is up for parole. It is my prayer that Sgt. Sheperd's killer is not paroled and that he spend the rest of his "natural life" behind bars. I am also praying for Sgt. Shepherd's family as they have to endure this process to make sure the killer stays in prison.

Chaplain John Elms
Tillamook County Sheriff's Office & Oregon COPS

November 25, 2009

Uncle Jim,
I love and admire you. I will always wish your time on this earth could have been longer. You are so missed.
With love,
Christine
P.S. Your grandchildren are beautiful, and I often see you in their faces.

Christine (Shepherd) Olson
Niece

November 23, 2009

Cousin Jim helped teach me to walk and I have a sweet photo of that and some home movies. Then when I was 16 and going to take my driver's test they came up to WA to visit. My dad thought it was a great idea to have Jim go for a ride with me and get his opinion of my driving. That must have been about 1964. (This was before driver's ed). I was driving a huge '57 Chevy wagon, stick shift and no power steering. We lived on the water and had a very steep drive way that entered a busy highway. He said afterward that if I could make it out of that driveway I would be able to drive anyhwere! Getting the thumbs uo from a real State Trooper made me very confident as I was very shy. I am not five feet tall, but I felt like a giant! I got my license and made sure I never gave a trooper any grief.

That was the saddest Memorial Day weekend after we got the call about Cousin Jim. I still meet people from OR that knew him.

Thank you for this tribute page.
Kathi in Poulsbo, WA

Kathi Jenkins Trostad
Cousin

June 24, 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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and may not be duplicated without permission

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

January 14, 2008

You were fearless, Jim. A good cop and so respected. You are missed by family, friends and community. Rest well, you are in good hands.

Sgt. Scott Ryon
Washington County Sheriff's Office

April 13, 2005

You will not be forgotten, Rest In Peace. God Bless.

Police Officer
Chicago, IL. Police Depart.

August 4, 2004

Rest In Peace brother, You will not be forgotten, You are a real HERO !!

Paul S
Portland Police

June 4, 2004