Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Remembering you today............

May 8, 2005

Just thinking about you today. I heard a group of bagpipes playing Amazing Grace and it brought me back to that day. Then I was remined about when we worked on the fire department together. Then I remembered the converstation we had in the Taco Bell parking lot. I was telling you about how I was about to graduate from the Cleveland State Police Acadmey. Melissa, my family and myself miss you alot.

Deputy Jon J Molineaux
Washington County Sheriff's Office Washington County Maryland

April 2, 2005

DON ITS BEEN ALMOST FOUR YEARS SINCE THAT HORRIBLE NIGHT, MAN I WISH EVERY DAY THAT I COULD HAVE DONE SOMTHING TO HELP YOU.YOU WERE THERE FOR ME ON SEVERAL OCCASIONS .BUT KNOWING YOU YOU WOULD HAVE RATHER IT BEEN THE WAY IT WAS. I THINK ABOUT THAT NIGHT EVERY DAY BUT I THINK ABOUT THE FUNNY TIMES WE HAD AND IT GETS EASIER.BUT I WILL NEVER FORGET YOU BUDDY. KEEP WATCHING OVER US MAN .MISS YOU KEVIN

PATROLMAN KEVIN FLOYD
HAMILTON COUNTY SHERIFFS DEPT

March 12, 2005

TODAY WOULD HAVD BEEN YOUR 39TH BIRTHDAY.
REMEMBERING.....
BUT NEVER FORGOTTEN.

March 5, 2005

DEAREST UNCLE DONALD,
I WISH YOU COULD STILL BE HERE. AND I KNOW YOU PROBABLY DO TO.
BUT GOD DECIDED THAT IT WAS BEST FOR YOU TO REST UNTIL HE COMES AGAIN.
AUNT CHARITY MISSES YOU, TOO.
WE STILL HAVE YOUR SHERIFF'S CAP ON TOP OF THE GUN CABINET. IT REMINDS ME ALOT OF YOU.
I LOVE AND MISS YOU VERY MUCH.
HAPPY BIRTHDAY TO YOU.
LOVE,
SAMANTHA
(YOUR NEICE)

March 4, 2005

REMEMBERING.............
NEVER FORGOTTEN.

February 14, 2005

TODAY, IS 3 YEARS, 4 MONTHS AND 12 HOURS.
YOU ARE NEVER FORGOTTEN.
YOU ARE THOUGHT ABOUT EVERY DAY AND MISSED MORE.
SOON EVERYTHING WILL BE MADE RIGHT AND WE WILL SEE YOU AGAIN.

January 6, 2005

Merry Christmas Buddy, I miss you

#1732
Hamilton Conty Sheriff's Office

December 25, 2004

Just remembering you today.
Someone asked me if it got any easier.
NO! it does not.
The void is always there. It is something that will always be there as long as I live.
Just remembering you today.
Love,

December 14, 2004

Here is the victim impact statement read by Lorraine Bond at the trial, she is the mother of Donald Bond.

You have heard a lot about Deputy Donald Bond, Jr., this week, but I want you to know who Deputy Donald Bond was.

He was born on March 5, 1966, weighing 6 lbs, 12 ozs in Charleston, South Carolina.
He died on September 6, 2001 at 35 years, 6 months and 2 hours old.
In 1988, he joined the Hamilton County Sheriff's Department as a Dispatcher working the night shift. He was a very conscientious Dispatcher and knew where his Officers on his watch were and what they were doing at all times. He was their link to the community.

In 1998 he went to the Police Academy in Nashville and graduated because his goal was to become a Law Enforcement Officer.

In May of 1999 he was placed on patrol with several Training Officers and in August he went out on the road by himself. The night he was murdered he was working for another officer that was transferring to the day shift.

In 1988 he joined the Air Force with the National Guard with the 118th Medic Evacuation Unit in Nashville and served with them six years. When it looked as if we were going to war with Iraq in 1990 he told a friend he was going to volunteer and he told them not to tell anyone. He went over in September of 1990.

After serving with the Air Force for six years he transferred to the Army National Guard and flew as a Medic in the Black Hawk Helicopters.

During his service with them, he went to North Carolina during the floods of 1999 and helped rescue people and trying to help them rebuild their lives. There was one instance that he said they found a woman in the top of a tree and they did not know how long she had been there, but they lowered him down and he was able to bring her back up into the helicopter safely. He was interviewed by the news media and that is the way I found out what he had done in North Carolina. The unusual thing about Donald is that he never bragged about what he had done. Other people were the ones that usually told us about his good deeds.

In April 2001 he transferred back to the 118 in Nashville. He served 13 years in the service for his country.

Christmas of 1998, he met "the most beautiful girl in the world". I met Charity later and by March he was buying her an engagement ring. One day at work he called me and told me he had something to show me. He came to work with two engagement rings and wanted to know which one he should give her. He was so excited that he showed everyone in the office and wanted their opinion. He was suppose to give it to her on her birthday in May, but he couldn't wait so he gave it to her in March. They were married on September 8, 1999 in a little church on Bonny Oaks.

In October 2000, he received an award for arresting the most DUI's in Hamilton County, TN. He never told me about the award until one day I was at his home and I saw the plaque hanging on his wall. Awards were not important to him. His people in his community where he patrolled was important to him.

Christmas 2000, Charity and Donald went to Michigan to visit her family for the holidays. They left after Christmas and were on their way back to Tennessee when they received a call that Charity's cousin was killed in a head-on car accident by a drunk driver. They turned around and went back to Michigan for the funeral service. On the way back to Tennessee he determined more than ever to try and get the impaired drivers off the roadways.

He was a volunteer Firefighter for 11 years with the Tri-Community Fire Department helping to save lives and property. Donald was not just a Deputy with the Hamilton County Sheriff Department, a Sergeant in the Air Force, or a former volunteer firefighter. He was a husband to Charity, a son to his father and me, a brother to Edward, a son-in-law to Charity's parents, a brother-in-law to Charity's sister and husband and Edward's wife, an uncle to his two nieces and a nephew whom he never got to meet because he was born seven days after we buried Donald. He was a nephew to my two brothers and sister, a nephew to my two sisters-in-law and grandson to my father-in-law who lived in Maryland and most important a friend to all---especially his brothers in blue, "the Thin Blue Line".

I have a lot of family and friends around me, but there is an empty space that no one can fill and I have to live with that the rest of my life because of what happened in the early morning hours of September 6, 2001.

November 19, 2004

THIS WAS E-MAILED TO ME BY A FRIEND.

WALKING THE POINT

THERE ARE SOME THINGS YOU JUST CAN'T DO WITHOUT SUFFERING VERY LITERALLY AND PROFOUNDLY CASUALTIES: AND OUR JOB IS ONE OF THEM. YOU CAN'T RACE CARS WITHOUT CRASHES, YOU CAN'T DIG MINES WITHOUT CAVE-INS AND YOU SURE CAN'T SEND COPS OUT INTO THE STREETS OF A VIOLENT SOCIETY WITHOUT VIOLENT DEATHS. OUR FALLEN BROTHERS AND SISTERS KNEW THAT AND DID IT ANYWAY, AS WE ALL DO OR HAVE DONE. THEIR FRIENDS WILL TELL YOU THEY DID THE JOB BECAUSE THEY LOVED IT, AND ANY OF US WHO CAN'T SAY THAT SHOULD ENVY THEM FOR IT. AT LEAST THEY DIED AS RARE AND PRECIOUS PEOLE DOING WHAT THEY LOVED TO DO, AND DOING IT FOR THE NOBLEST OF REASONS. THAT IS SOMETHING WE CAN NEVER EXPLAIN OUTSIDE OF OUR PROFESSION.
YOU SEE, YOU CAN'T BE A GOOD COP SIMPLY BECAUSE YOU COULDN'T GET ANOTHER JOB. YOU CAN ONLY BE A GOOD COP BECAUSE YOU WANT IT. AND THERE IS AN ANSWER AS TO WHY THEY DID, SOMETHING I LEARNED HALF A WORLD AWAY MANY YEARS AGO AS A YOUNG MARINE, PREPARING TO FACE AN ENEMY IN COMBAT FOR THE FIRST TIME. IT WAS THEN MY SEGERANT EXPLAINED THAT, LIKE IT OR NOT, THERE ARE ONLY THREE RULES IN WAR:
RULE 1: "YOUNG MEN DIE"
RULE 2: "YOU CAN'T CHANGE RULE 1"
RULE 3: "SOMEBODY HAS TO WALK THE POINT"
YOU SEE, WHEN SOLDIERS ADVANCE, KNOWING THE ENEMY IS NEAR, THERE IS ALWAYS ONE-MAN WAY OUT IN FRONT OF EVERYONE ELSE. HIS DUTY IS TO LOOK AND LISTEN AND SENSE THAT FIRST CONTACT, TO SPOT THE ENEMY, PINPOINT THE AMBUSH, FIRE THAT FIRST SHOT, AND AS A CONSEQUENCE TAKE THOSE FIRST SHOTS.
IT OFFENDS THE LOGICAL MIND AND DENIES THE INSTINCT FOR SURVIVAL. IT AGES AND SADDENS AND WIZENS, AND FREQUENTLY KILLS THOSE WHO TAKE THEIR TURN "WALKING THE POINT". BUT IT MUST BE DONE, OR THERE WOULD BE NO PROTECTION FOR THE REST, JUST MORE BLOODSHED, AND MORE GRIEF. FOR THE "POINT MAN" IS THERE TO SAVE LIVES, EVEN IF HE GIVES HIS OWN IN THE PROCESS.
SOCIET MAY NOT BE A COMPANY OF SOLDIERS, BUT IT CERTAINLY HAS (AND NEEDS) SOMEBODY WALKING THE POINT. EVERY TIME YOU GO OUT THE STATION DOOR, EVERY TIME YOU ANSWER THE RADIO CALL, EVERY TIME YOU STOP TO CHECK OUT SOMETHING SUSPICIOUS.
AND YOU CAN'T CHANGE RULE NUMBER 1.
IF I COULD SAY SOMETHING DIRECTLY TO THE PEOPLE IN OUR SOCIETY, IT WOULD BE THIS. I KNOW SOME OF YOU WILL REMEMBER OUR BROTHERS AND SISTER THAT'S NOT GOOD ENOUGH. I WANT YOU TO HONOR THEM FOR WHAT THEY DID FOR YOU THAT WHICH THEY NEED NOT HAVE DONE. I'M NOT JUST TALKING ABOUT WHAT THEY DID ON THE DAY THAT "ROUTINE" CALL OR STOP THAT WENT HORRIBLY BAD. I MEAN FOR WHAT THEY DO FOR YOU DAY AFTER DAY, IN DARKNESS AND LIGHT, RAIN OR SHINE, ON HOLIDAYS AND ON THEIR LOVED ONE'S BIRTHDAYS WIHTOUT EVER EXPECTING EVEN A THANK YOU IN REUTRN. THEY VOLUNTEERED TO "WALK THE POINT".
YOU SEE, YOU CAN'T BE A GOOD COP SIMPLY BECAUSE YOU COULDN'T GET ANOTHER JOB. YOU CAN ONLY BE A GOOD COP BECAUSE YOU WANT IT.
AUTHOR UNKNOWN

TRYING TO BE A GOOD COP. TRYING TO DO WHAT IS RIGHT. TRYING TO BE A WARIOR AND MAINTAIN HIGH ETHICAL STANDARDS. THAT'S WHAT WE'RE SUPPOSED TO BE ABOUT.
UNFORTUNATELY, THAT ROAD IS OFTEN VERY DIFFICULT. WE ARE CALLED TO "WALK THE POINT". MANY IN OUR DEPARTMENT ARE DOING THAT RIGHT NOW. THEY HAVE CHOSEN A PATH THAT IS HONORABLE. IT HAS CAUSED MUCH TURBULENCE WITH THOSE WHO ARE THERE FOR THE OWN PERSONAL GAIN OR BECAUSE THEY SIMPLY COULDN'T GET ANOTHER JOB. THERE HAS BEEN PERSONAL LOSS AND PERSONAL GRIEF. YET, IN THE SPIRIT OF THE WARRIOR, WE CARRY ON - MOVING FORWARD ON THE PATH THAT IS TRUE.
GOOD MUST WIN OVER EVIL. IT SURELY WILL THIS TIME.
STAY SAFE AND STAY TRUE.
JIM DONAHUE

YOU WALKED THE "POINT" THAT NIGHT AND SAVED MANY LIVES.
IN MEMORY OF DONALD K. BOND, JR.
EOW: 9/6/2001

November 17, 2004

I will always remember you.

September 10, 2004

It doesn't seem like three years since I have seen you.
You are thought about everyday.
I love you and miss you.

September 6, 2004

Thank you Jes and Anthony.
Lorraine

August 1, 2004

I had a dream about you the other night, and today my brother Anthony told me about this site. I am ashamed to say I did not know about it--I am ashamed to say I did not come to your funeral. I will never forget the day I got that phone call from Kathy. It was only about five months after Mom mom passed on. I kind of lost my mind that summer--everything bad happened all at once. I could could not deal with anything anymore.
We spent alot of time together when we were young, but as we got older we where virtually strangers. But I know this--you were a kind, loyal, honest and loving man; anyone could see it just by looking in your eyes. I am proud to be your sister and I wish I had known you better.
But I love you with all my heart and my thoughts are always with you. I know that you and Mom mom are in heaven right now listening to me, I know that you and Mom mom helped me through that horrible season. And I know that you and Mom mom always watch over all of us who you love. I love and miss you both.
I took it for granted that you and Mom mom would always be there, but I cannot go back and change anything now. Sometimes, I think about times like when me, you, and Buck where down at the shore catching doublers on Mr. Culvers pier. You were wiser than both of us even then.
I look forward to the day when I will be with you and Mom mom again in Heaven.

I Love You,
Jes

Jes

July 22, 2004

I knew you as 'Deke' when we were kids growing up, and I often think of the fun times we had down the shore house and at Mom-Mom's and Pop-Pop's. Now, almost 3 years after you have been taken I was thinking about the last time I saw you at Mom-Mom's funeral, the saddnes in your eyes from her passing yet you had the same joyful smile that always seemed to be there weather things were good or bad.
Your purpose is now far greater than anyone of ours.
May God Bless your family.

Anthony Campana
Washington, D.C.

July 21, 2004

Have had you on my mind alot lately. Been training rookies and it makes me think back to when you used to ride with me. Miss ya little buddy We will see you one day.

Patrolman Mark Stack #998
Chattanooga Police Dept

July 17, 2004

I often visit this website after the death of two dear friends from the NCSHP (Troopers Calvin Taylor E.O.W. October 3, 2001 and Anthony Cogdill E.O.W. May 30, 2003). Unfortunately, I had to add the name of another friend recently. Jeffery Hewitt, Buncombe County (NC) Sheriff's Office, E.O.W. April 4, 2004.

My thoughts and prayers go out to the family and friends of Deputy Bond. I am deeply saddened to see the death of another fine officer. From the reflections written about Deputy Bond, it is obvious that he was a wonderful man and officer.

These are senseless occurrences that continue to happen. Thank you so much to the men and women who continue to serve their communities and this great Nation. God Bless You.

...Gone, but never Forgotten...

Marti Ingle (EMT-Paramedic)
Haywood Co EMS (NC)

April 9, 2004

You were a great friend and you will be missed by all. May God bless you family.

special agent mj burch
csx railroad police

December 27, 2003

December 3, 2003

This poem was given to me today by a client's daughter. She wrote it the day you died.

They protect and serve
Our men in blue,
They lay their lives on the line
Each day for me and you,
They do their jobs each and every day
Without much recognition and not much pay,
They deal with pain and daily strife
Never knowing if that one call will cost them their life,
Today they lost one of their own
And brings the reality of what they do home,
For one so young to meet such a useless end
When his life is just really starting to begin,
He was a husband, a son, and everyones friend
This is what Officer Bond has always been,
The community lost a brave man today
But God sent his angels to take him away,
So we bid him farewell and though we're apart
We carry his memory inside in our hearts,
Hearts full of past memories and that brings us joy
For memories are one gift of God that death cannot destroy,
We thank him for protecting and being our friend
And one day in heaven, we will see him again.

You are missed very much each day.

December 3, 2003

Don,
We are so blessed to have two of the best district attorneys in Tennesse. They both did such an excellent job seeking out justice. The word "guilty" ended a chapter in some of our lives; however your name will always be echoed amongst the men and women who you loved to serve with. I will never forget you. Take care up there bro!

Officer Curtis Penney
Chattanooga Police Department

November 24, 2003

11-20-2003

What's up Flash?

The trial is over and the defendant was found guilty yesterday. He was sentenced today to die by lethal injection in 2005 but it still does not take the hurt away. I was there on the scene the night you left us and I felt so helpless. Sorry I could not attend the trial but I could not go through that night again. I still see that scene sometimes when I shut my eyes at night. I hope your not sturring anything up because I know how you love causing trouble. Tell Julie Hi and keep watching over us. I miss ya bro! I will see you again!!

See ya,
Dave

Detective David Sowder
Hamilton County Sheriff's Office

November 20, 2003

The trial is over and he was found guilty and sentenced to death on September 6, 2005, four years after your death. I love you and miss you.

November 20, 2003

Don, today is Nov 20, 2004 and as you already know the person that took you from us was found guilty and sentenced to death. Today justice has been served. Knowing this still does not make it any easier not having you with us. But remember, your always in our hearts and we know you are watching over us.
We miss you Don!

Anonymous

November 20, 2003

Thursday, Nov. 20, 2003

The courtroom was packed with your brothers and sisters in blue last night as we heard the words we'd been waiting over 2 long years to hear, "GUILTY". We heard them 3 times. This morning we gathered again and heard the other words we've been waiting 2 long years to hear, "DEATH". It was a hollow victory, for it doesn't bring you back and doesn't change the loss your family and friends feel, but it's a victory just the same. Both HCSO and CPD, both officers and dispatchers, came throughout the trial to offer support to your family.

You would have been so proud of your family! Your Mom and your Wife are two of the strongest women I know, and I couldn't help feeling you were sitting there between them, helping them be strong for your sake. They radiated your love and their love for you. I know that you are smiling down on them from Heaven.

A particularly sweet part of the court proceedings was when they set the execution date. The judge set it for Sept. 6, 2005.

November 20, 2003