Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Patrolman Wright,
On today, the 50th anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of Memphis. And to your Family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

R.I.P.
USBP

Anonymous
United States Border Patrol

September 9, 2022

Rest in peace and always know that your service and sacrifice will never, ever be forgotten by your law enforcement brethren.

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

September 9, 2020

Rest in peace Patrolman Wright.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

April 6, 2020

To fully appreciate the heroes of the present, we must recognize our heroes of the past. Your heroism and service is honored today, the 41rst anniversary year of your death. I am priviliged to leave a tribute to you. Your memory lives and you continue to inspire. Thank you for your service. My cherished son Larry Lasater was a fellow police officer who was 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 Lasater Loya
mom of fallen Pittsburg (CA) officer Larry Lasater

May 4, 2013

"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
Copyright © 1999 - All Rights Reserved
and may not be duplicated without permission

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

January 30, 2008

i knew patrolman wright when i was a little girl my dad john roberts worked together uup intill he died he was a very good man and now that my dad is gone they are back to gether again

stephanie roberts

June 21, 2007

THIS IS THE 24TH ANNIVERSARY OF PATROLMAN WRIGHT'S DEATH. HE IS NOT FORGOTTEN. HE GAVE OF HIMSELF BEFORE HE DIED, HE WAS CONCERNED ABOUT HIS PARTNER.
TO HIS FAMILY, FRIENDS AND CO-WORKERS, HE WILL ALWAYS BE REMEMBERED FOR THE ULTIMATE SACRIFICE HE GAVE, HIS LIFE.
GOD BLESS AND CONTINUE TO GIVE YOU THE COMFORT THAT ONLY HE CAN GIVE.

GLB

September 9, 2006

After reading the first relection of this young Officer...it is very apparent of the type of person he was.

It is a shame when someone passes at such a young age...but we never know why these things happen...Only GOD knows!

Patrolmen Wright...I thank you for your service and dedication...and may you continue to REST IN PEACE!

Policeman's 23rd Psalm
The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want,
His comforting hand reduces fear to naught;
He makes me walk through streets of crime,
But He gives me courage and peace of mind.

He leads me by still waters in the path I trod,
And He says in Romans I'm a "minister of God,"
He leads me in righteousness as He restores my soul,
For His name's sake He keeps me whole.

When I walk through death's valley, right up to the door,
I will fear no evil, for He comforts me more;
For Thou art with me every step of the way,
As thy rod and thy staff protect me each day.

He prepares a table, especially for me,
As I work daily among life's enemies;
He gives me authority to uphold the law,
And He anoints my position in the midst of it all.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me,
Each day of my life through eternity;
As I long to hear Him say, "Well done...,"
When I lay down my life, my badge, and my gun
Author Unknown

Mother of a Police Officer

December 9, 2004

Mike and his partner were in pursuit of a suspect down Highway 51 in the early morning hours. A transport truck
pulled out of an intersection in front of the speeding patrol car and the patrol car went up under the truck. Mike lived long enough to ask his partner if he was "okay". Once his partner answered that he was, Mike died. If I'm not mistaken, Mike's aorta had been ripped in the accident.
He was a graduate of Bartlett High School, and I believe he was veteran.

Mike was our next door neighbor when I was growing up. He was 23 years old when he was killed. He had a young wife and a new daughter. He took time to spend with my parents, who were much older. He would cut our yard when he cut his own, he would help my dad in our garage. He had a great sense of humor and was always kidding around about growing up poor in rural Tennessee. My parents missed him very much. I grew up and am now a Deputy Sheriff's wife. My experience with Mike being killed in the line of duty has made me more aware of the danger he faces each day.

I'll never forget Mike...and his ultimate sacrifice.

Anonymous