Selma Police Department, Alabama
End of Watch Monday, November 25, 1946
Reflections for Police Officer C. C. Solomon
Officer Solomon,
On today, the 75th anniversary of of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of Selma. And to your Family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.
R.I.P.
USBP
Anonymous
United States Border Patrol
November 25, 2021
Rest in peace and Olav Hashalom Patrolman Solomon.
Rabbi Lewis S. Davis
November 5, 2012
Your heroism and service is honored today, the 76th anniversary of your death. Your memory lives and you continue to inspire. Thank you for your service. My cherished son Larry Laslater 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 diminishes respect. Your memory will always be honored and revered.Rest In Peace
Phyllis Loya
Mom of fallen California Officer Larry Lasater, Pittsburg PD, eow 4/24/05
January 13, 2012
THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE, REST IN PEACE.
N.J. TROOPER
NEW JERSEY STATE POLICE
March 11, 2008
You are remembered today and thank you Sir for your service
VanDenBerghe
Manchester, NH
November 26, 2007
"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
July 24, 2007
We pause to honor the memory of Patrolman Solomon. Our thoughts and prayers go out to all of his surviving family members.
May God comfort and keep each of you. Keep his memory alive by passing along his story to your children and grandchildren.
Major D.W. Warren
Montgomery, AL - Police Department
December 19, 2006
Rest in Peace, Patrolman Solomon. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.
Officer 11169
October 30, 2006
God Bless You for your sacrifice, Patrolman Solomon. You died in service of others, and your service is not forgotten.
Sgt. Bill Richardson
Anchorage, Alaska PD
September 7, 2004
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