Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

I recall growing up with my cousin in Linda, Ca. Strange we both went into law enforcement. I went into the Army as an MP later Criminal Investigations (CID), later became a Federal Air Marshall and an Evidence Custodian in Sherwood, OR. My aunt, Raymond’s mother, before she passes told us he went into law enforcement but did not know where. No would like to find his grave and his family.

Dean Casey.
Cousin, Sherwood OR PD, US Army WO and FAM

May 13, 2019

I remember the day well, so many years ago. I worked with Ray and Mike at Untion County Sheriff's Office at the time. Two brothers killed by a drunk driver. All these years later my eyes still fill with tears when I think of Ray and Mike. Bless you both

Deputy Jerry Weir
Former Union County Sheriff, Current Canyon Co. Idaho Deputy Sheriff

December 19, 2012

I just stumbled across this memorial and wanted to say that November 5, 1980 was a day that changed all of our lives. I think it was all so shocking, that I'm not sure if my family ever even contacted you. I'm so sad for both of our families and hope you have carried on, as best you can. All my best, Heather Cheney

Heather Cheney
Michael Cheney's Daughter

May 24, 2011

"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

January 15, 2008

You are remembered today and thank you Sir for your service

Pat Van Den Berghe, Manchester, NH
Neighbors for a Better Manchester, NH

November 1, 2007

Thank you for your service. You will never be forgotten. Rest in peace.

Daughter of an officer

November 5, 2006