Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

As I watch the world today, I pray the goodness lived out through your life soon resumes command. Any of the original Community Support/Crime Prevention Unit who knew and loved you, should look me up for a reunion ([email protected]). We can rebuild the city. You were the best Sergeant anyone could ever have, we were all better people for knowing you and the city was a better place. Rest in peace my sergeant and friend. You are missed… still.

HR Specialist
SLCPD

November 8, 2020

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 18, 2020

Rest in peace Sergeant Faraone.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

April 4, 2020

It was fun, Fridge.

Anonymous

April 7, 2010

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 8th 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.

Jim, you were an amazing man who impacted many lives. From your reflections, I see that you are missed and loved by so many. May your spirit continue to soar.

Rest In Peace

Phyllis Loya
mother of fallen officer Larry Lasater

September 18, 2009

I miss you Dad. I just wanted to let you know that a day doesn't go by when I don't think of you and all you have taught me. I can't belive how long it has been. I hope you are proud of what I am doing in my life. Thank you. I can't wait until I see you again. Love, Sonny

Adam Faraone
Son

April 5, 2009

The LORD is close to the brokenhearted and saves those who are crushed in spirit.
Psalm 34:18

My thoughts and prayers are with you in this difficult time. God bless you

Friend of Off. Kris Fairbanks RIP 9-20-08

K.L.

March 13, 2009

"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 © 1993 - All Rights Reserved
and may not be duplicated without permission

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

March 31, 2008

Hola compañero, esta revisando el internet y vi la foto de tu papa, espero que alguien ela esto y asi te comuniques conmigo, tu compañero Paul Colina.

Elder Colina
Peru

December 15, 2007

Hey Sgt. I will miss you and never forget you. You were a great man and hell of a boss.

Stuart JOhnson
Fellow Employee

November 30, 2007

As this coming 18th marks the 6th anniversary, I would just like to remember how his bright presence has impacted my life in Sandy. I remember riding in his police car to get sno-cones, his superb softball coaching skills, and of course his art of making hot chocolate on a cold day (fill the cup up with marshmallows and then pour the coca between them). What I remember the most, however; was the safety he provided. Knowing that he was in the neighborhood made me feel like nothing bad could happen. He was not only my security blanket, but the blanket of the whole community. I will never forget him or his actions. Thanks Jim.

Fellow Neighbor

September 17, 2007

Maybe a distant cousin.
It would be my honor.
Any Police or Military person who lays down their life for their fellow American has a special place in American hearts and Gods Heaven.

Tim Faraone
possible relative

February 12, 2007

Dear Faraone Family, although I didn't know Jim personally I had the privilege of working with your fine wonderful son for a short time, you would be very proud! what a great guy! Coming from a long family history at the SLCPD you will be fondly remembered and sorely missed, I wish you the best! Janene

Janene
friend

October 31, 2006

I am saddned to hear the news of my old friend Jim. I just received the news. Jim and I were childhood friends in the 50's. He was my neighborhood buddy. He was a fun guy to be around as I recall.
We both became drummers latter in life, he was a fine drummer. So sorry, good man down.

Randy Anderson
old buddy from Pavone St.In Benton Harbor, Mi.

Randy Anderson
Old Friend

October 18, 2006

Rest in Peace and may Our Lord Bless and keep your loved ones, friends and co-workers.

September 18, 2006

Fallen, but never forgotten. Sgt. Faraone was the type of officer who makes me even more proud to be in a family of 4 generations of LEO's.-Joanie

Joanie
Mother, daughter, sister, and granddau. of LEO's

September 12, 2006

se que han pasado como 5 años que el sergeant James Faraone no esta con nosotros. lamentamos mucho este suceso. escribo desde peru. tuvimos la oportunidad de conocer a su hijo Adam faraone que sirvio como misionero en el peru y por el conocimos a su familia. no tenemos contacto con el. quisiera tener algun correo o telefono para poner comunicarnos. atentamente la Familia Salcedo Cajahuanca (lima /peru)

Family salcedo Cajahuanca

August 17, 2006

Boss it has been a long time.

I still can hear your voice when I call your answering machine and I so badly want to leave a message.

We will not forget the lessons that you taught or how you treated us. You have left huge shoes to fill.

We will take care of them.

Sgt. M. Tuttle
SLCPD

F35, I miss seeing your smile, hearing your voice-
thanks for your service, you are deeply missed.

It's been well over a year--and I think him often.

My thoughts and prayers are with his family.

Faraone forever

slcpd dispatcher

Jackie
SLCPD

Dear Jim,

It has been a little over a year since you went to the other side and I still miss you dearly.

To your family: Jim is with you. He is not forgotten...never will be.

Officer Tiffany Blair
SLCCPD

As I reflect over the last few years of my career, and look back to my working with you at the airport, I realize just how instrumental you were in helping me make a career decision, and how much I learned from you. I still use all those traffic tricks you taught me. God bless you for all your service and god bless your family.

"Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lady down life for his friends" John 15:14

Deputy Jason Robey
Salt Lake County Sheriff's Office

When the Lord was creating peace officers, he was into his sixth day of overtime when an angel appeared and said, "You're doing a lot of fiddling around on this one."

And the Lord said, "Have you read the spec on this order? A peace officer has to be able to run five miles through alleys in the dark, scale walls, enter homes the health inspector wouldn't touch, and not wrinkle his uniform.

"He has to be able to sit in an undercover car all day on a stakeout, cover a homicide scene that night, canvass the neighborhood for witnesses, and testify in court the next day.

"He has to be in top physical condition at all times, running on black coffee and half-eaten meals. And he has to have six pairs of hands."

The angel shook her head slowly and said, "Six pairs of hands... no way."

"It's not the hands that are causing me problems," said the Lord, "it's the three pairs of eyes an officer has to have."

"That's on the standard model?" asked the angel.

The Lord nodded. One pair that sees through a bulge in a pocket before he asks, "May I see what's in there, sir?" (When he already knows and wishes he'd taken that accounting job.) "Another pair here in the side of his head for his partners' safety. And another pair of eyes here in front that can look reassuringly at a bleeding victim and say, 'You'll be all right ma'am, when he knows it isn't so."

"Lord," said the angel, touching his sleeve, "rest and work on this tomorrow."

"I can't," said the Lord, "I already have a model that can talk a 250 pound drunk into a patrol car without incident and feed a family of five on a civil service paycheck."

The angel circled the model of the peace officer very slowly, "Can it think?" she asked.

"You bet," said the Lord. "It can tell you the elements of a hundred crimes; recite Miranda warnings in its sleep; detain, investigate, search, and arrest a gang member on the street in less time than it takes five learned judges to debate the legality of the stop... and still it keeps its sense of humor.

This officer also has phenomenal personal control. He can deal with crime scenes painted in hell, coax a confession from a child abuser, comfort a murder victim's family, and then read in the daily paper how law enforcement isn't sensitive to the rights of criminal suspects."

Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek of the peace officer. "There's a leak," she pronounced. "I told you that you were trying to put too much into this model."

"That's not a leak," said the lord, "it's a tear."

"What's the tear for?" asked the angel.

"It's for bottled-up emotions, for fallen comrades, for commitment to that funny piece of cloth called the American flag, for justice."

"You're a genius," said the angel.

The Lord looked somber. "I didn't put it there," he said.

Mike Leon / Honorary Deputy
San Bernardino SO / California

Jim,
The man with the sense of humor to make motor school bearable, you were kind to the new guys and tried to teach us the techniques and not just wash us out of the school. I hope your playing ball with a new set of wheels and having a great time of it. You are missed and honored.
Thanks and God Bless.

Anonymous

Officer Adams May your rest in peace

Sgt.Farone you are another one of Utah"s and the Usa finest and truest heros. You gave your life protecting a person in need.You could have not stopped that day, but you were not the kind of Officer to hide from your duty. May God bles you and your family. You will not be forgotten. From a fellow Utah cop.