Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

I was so young when my Grandpa was lost to us. I have really great memories of times with him, but far too few! He always had hard candies in his front shirt pocket. Especially butterscotch. You are never forgotten, my brave man! Rest In Peace.

Misty Cook
Granddaughter

May 4, 2023

I've thought many times of "Andy Andrews" through the course of my life. I was kid when he was killed. He was my dad's commanding officer. I have vague memories of his wife and the warmth they always brought to our home when they visited. He was such a kind man that until today, I never knew he had kids of his own. I remember the lines of cars and peoples at his funeral. How much I wished all officers were like him. I guess that explains why my dad left the Constable's Office very shortly after Andys death. I still see the lost expression in his wife's eyes the last time I saw her. My heart breaks every time I think of our tragic loss. He is gone but will not be forgotten so long as I am alive! He never knew what a lifeline he was to me in my childhood. Thank you Andy for your sacrifice and to his family for theirs in loaning him to us in society!!

Gwynn Marie Sides
Citizen and Friend

May 16, 2022

R.I.P. "ANDY". DID NOT REALIZE IT HAPPENED IN 1975 OR THAT HE WAS ONLY 49...MY WORD

Rodney Tyrone

August 5, 2020

Constable Andrews, rest in peace.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

April 6, 2019

Rest in Peace Constable Earl Franklin Andrews. Thank You for your Service and Sacrifice protecting Tarrant County Pct. 8.

I Pray for Peace for your Family, Friends and Co-Workers.

I also Pray that your murderer is forever pursued by the hounds of hell. May his screams of pain and agony as he burns in the lake of fire echo around his earthly grave!

Amen.

Senior Special Agent B.L. Sherwood (Ret)
Port Terminal Railroad Police Houston, TX

June 7, 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

June 8, 2015

This wonderful man was my grandfather whom I have have very few memories of because of the stupidity of another man who is now free to live his life. He was good, kind and brave.

Wanda Jo Murkerson
Granddaughter

December 27, 2014

This great man is my Fathers older brother and to me will always be just Uncle Earl. We miss him greatly.

Stephen B. Andrews
Nephew

October 22, 2012

I was speaking to my father today and we started talking about a ceremony a few months ago for a fallen officer, that's when my father told me that the officer was related to us. My father said you were my grandfather's cousin, actually your wife's cousin, who was also shot. RIP Constable Andrews.

Officer Mike Gregory
Coppell PD Motors

September 27, 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
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Investigator David L Bell
Richland County Sheriff's Dept., Columbia, SC

February 25, 2008

G-d Bless.

March 3, 2007

May you Rest in Peace Sir.Thank you for your service.

May 8, 2006

Contable Andrews,
On today, the 30th anniversary of your murder, I would like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of Tarrant County.

R.I.P.
Anonymous

June 7, 2005