Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Officer William C. Wurst

Hainesport Police Department, New Jersey

End of Watch Friday, March 28, 1975

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Reflections for Officer William C. Wurst

The holidays are always tough, you are in my prayers every day,I wish you were here, so the "new guys" would gain your knowledge. Rest in peace Officer Wurst.

Kevin T Ryan
Ex-New Jersey Cop

December 21, 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
Copyright © 1999 - All Rights Reserved
and may not be duplicated without permission

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

December 12, 2007

One can never forget the sacrifice you gentlemen made while serving the people of New Jersey. Please know that you will never, ever be forgotten for your service and courage and may you always rest in peace while watching over your law enforcement brethren from above.

Cpl/1 Steven Rizzo
Delaware State Police

March 28, 2007

32 years ago today,gone but not forgotten, you and your families are always in my prayers.

Kevin T Ryan

March 28, 2007

Ed Michaels I would LOve to hear your story, these men will never be forgotten.

Kevin T Ryan
Ex Police Officer New Jersey

March 22, 2007

I was there that night, the county Fore Marshall Evan Kline was the one who directed me into the scene while yelling to me that Doug Barrow who Ev knew to be my close friend was okay. Odd even in times of stress each officer remains an individual. You are not forgotten.

Ed Michaels

March 17, 2007

MAY GOD BLESS

April 30, 2006

I was nine years old when your life was taken from you and your family, you and your family are always in my prayers.

Kevin T Ryan

April 21, 2006

You are not forgotten! We will continue to do the job in your honor and in memory of you and all who laid down their lives so that we could live in a civilized society. We are stronger because of you. Rest in peace.

Ptlm. M.W. Ludlow
Palmyra Boro Police Department

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