Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Rest in peace Officer Whippo.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

October 14, 2021

Officer buried Wilcox Cemetery, Wilcox, Elk County, Pennsylvania

T Fazzini
researcher

February 1, 2021

Thank you for your service and please know that your sacrifice is one that that will never, ever be forgotten. Rest in peace always.

Detective Cpl/3 Steven Rizzo
Delaware State Police (Retired)

July 14, 2020

Growing up in Wilcox, I remember Officer Whippo lived in a duplex house on Main Street with his mother. My aunt and uncle lived on the other side of the house. He would sit in the rocking chair on the front porch hardly ever saying anything to us when we visited, but smiling like he was enjoying watching us play with our cousins. Both he and his mother were kind, gentle, soft-spoken people. His death was such a tragedy and shock.
God bless them both.

Lydia Fowler Lamphier
Friend of the family

May 13, 2017

This was my husband's stepdad...I remember him well as a kind and caring individual...He never had a bad word to say about anyone. My mother in law loved him deeply...May they both rest in peace...

candy
Daughter In Law

March 18, 2016

Thank you all... my grandpa was a great man and he loved us immensely and he loved being a police officer. Your remembrance of him keeps his memory and his service to us alive.
Thank you all again

Magan J.
Grandaughter

March 18, 2016

I MISS YOU GRAMPA <3

SUSAN DUCK
GRANDDAUGHTER

November 16, 2014

I never met Carl, but attended his funeral and have recounted his story to younger officers. It was the first of many line of duty funerals I attended in my career. I visited the National Police Memorial in Washington DC in the early 90's and verified his name was engraved there.
Rest in Peace, Brother.

Chief Douglas J. Johnson (Retired)
Brockway Police Department, PA

April 1, 2014

IN HONORE CASORUM
Gone, but not forgotten.

Sgt. T. J. Jones
Greater Cleveland Transit Police Department, Ohio

January 17, 2014

RIP cousin Carl. Your service has not and will not be forgotten.

Detective Floyd Kent
Jamestown, NY PD - Cousin

May 16, 2013

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 28th 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.

Your memory will always be honored and revered for time never diminishes respect. 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 17, 2012

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 28th 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.

Your memory will always be honored and revered for time never diminishes respect. 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 17, 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
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and may not be duplicated without permission

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

January 15, 2008

YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE

VANDENBERGHE
MANCHESTER, NH

January 6, 2008

The police officer stood and faced his Maker, which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining, just as brightly as his brass.
"Step forward now, police officer how shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek? To you Maker, have you been true?"

The police officer, with squared shoulders, said "No sir, I guess I ain't.
Because those of us who carry badges 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 tough.

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

And I never passed by a cry for help though at times I shook with fear,
and sometimes, please 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 fears.

But if you have a place for me here, well...it need not be too grand,
I never expected or had too much so if you don't...I'll understand."

There was silence all around the room were the saints respectfully stood.
As the police officer waited quietly, for the judgement...bad or good.

"Step forward now, police officer, you've borne your burdens well,
Come walk a beat on heaven's streets, You've done your time in hell."

Sgt. W. O'Connell
West Pikeland PD, PA

August 31, 2006

To Officer Whippo's Family,
Many tears have been shed since your Carl was killed. We who know what you went through, thank you for your sacrifice. His life made a difference. After hearing DA John Pavlock, McKean Co., PA speak today, you can be proud of your loved ones' service. His story is inspiring!

Ellen Bunnell,Aunt, Fallen Officer EOW 5

May 16, 2005

No officer should be without a reflection of thanks. RIP
Your service is not forgotten.

Special Agent S. Cochran
CSX Railroad Police

May 20, 2004