Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family on this anniversary.

Former N.H. Police Officer

February 4, 2008

YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE

Pat Van Den Berghe
Neighbors for a Better Manchester, NHVV

February 1, 2008

YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE

Pat Van Den Berghe
Neighbors for a Better Manchester, NH

February 1, 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

December 6, 2007

Sergeant White,

Thank you for your sacrifice.

Jim

September 17, 2007

Sgt. White, thank you for your service. Neither you, nor your sacrifice, will ever be forgotten. Continue to watch over your family giving them the love, guidance and support they need to continue their journey down this path of life without you. Watch over your brothers and sisters in uniform.

Rest in peace.

Michelle - wife of Retired LEO

May 29, 2007

My dad was an amazing, caring, loving person. There is not one day that goes by when I do not think about him.
His son has grown up to be amazing. He is so smart, dad. He is everything you could ever dream. He looks just like you.
I love you dad.

Missy white
daughter

February 16, 2007

Tim, I was working that tragic night and you were my sergeant, if only for a short time. We worked K-9 together and we shared many laughs at training. You will never be forgotten and I think of you every time I run into your brother (which is a on a fairly regular basis).

Lt. Mike Evans
Stockton PD

February 5, 2007

I want to let your family know you are still remembered, even 15 years later. The funeral, particularly the minister's eulogy, left a lasting impression. Ride on, Sarge.

OFc. M.D. Haley, #98
City of Berkeley PD, California

August 2, 2005

Timmy,

How strange life is; that we so rarely take the time to tell those who made a difference in our lives exactly what that difference was or how much it meant to us. Then, too soon, you were gone and the words remained publically unspoken until now.

Your encouragement (given in that typically and wonderfully snide manner that defined you) kept me going when I felt I had nothing of worth to give in my chosen profession. It did not go unnoticed that you did the same for many . Without you, there is a very good chance that I would have chucked it all early in the game. Had I done so, I would have missed out on the privilege and satisfactions of service to others.
I miss you, I think of you often, and I will never forget you.

See you, my friend,
Cyndi

elecommunicator Cyndi Hawk, retired
Stockton P.D.

April 27, 2005

Ah Timmy ... has it really been over 15 years? As you used to tell me on a fairly regular basis "it just ain't right". And it still ain't right, no matter how many years it's been.

I remember your wonderfully sarcastic comments when you used come down to the Comm Center; Cyndi and I still laugh over some of them. But more than that I remember what a great officer you were, what a pleasure it was to work with you, and what a true friend you ended up being when things got rough.

Rest in peace, my friend, and the next time I'm back in Stockton I'll be by your grave again to pay a visit because you might be gone but you are certainly not forgotten.

With love and fond remembrances,
Linda

Linda Orlomoski, Dispatcher
American Ambulance Services, Inc.

April 26, 2005

God bless you and your family at this tragic loss. You are a hero to us all and we will never forget you.

DE
St. Louis City Police

June 4, 2004

Timmy
Hard to believe it's been so long. I remember teasing you in booking when you would bring in prisoners that just seemed to have taken a dislike to you for catching them.
I've visited your name on the wall and lit a candle for you.
I'll do the same this year.
I know you and lump are up there watching over the rest of us.
Keep a light on, see you one day my brother.

Rick
SJSO

April 8, 2004

No hero is without reflection. God bless brother. Thank you for your service and know that you are remembered for eternity. Rest easy.

M. Moore

January 23, 2004