Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

He Answered the Call
Today in the sun, I bid him farewell a man,a hero, I never knew well,
Like many before him, who answered the call
wearing a badge, he was destined to fall
Though by choice a longlife and a happy old age, would he have chosen, had he written the page.
But the officer he chose never was promised longlife Just memories for his family, friends and special love that did not end just right.
He went without fear, into the darkness of night bringing comfort to some, to some others a light.
Easing their pain and calming their fears he did his duty, never asking for cheers.
A Son,A Brother, A friend, A Cop, "He Answered the Call."

Anonymous

Rest in peace our angel of protection for you are greatly missed. Your face we no more see but your memory live on.

The Monument
I never dreamedd it would be me
My name for all eternity, recorded here at this hallowed place, alas, my name, no more my face.
In the line of duty, I hear them say.
My family now the price will pay
My folded flag stained with tears,
We only had those few short years
The badge no longer on my chest
I sleep now in eternal rest
My sword I pass to those left behind, and pray they keep this thought in mind.
I never dreamed it would be me, and with heavy heart and bended knees
I asked for all here from the past,
Dear God, Let my name be the last.

Anonymous

To. Family of Ron Jones
I only knew Ron for a short 8 weeks but in that time we became very good friends there are one thing I know for sure Ron was very proud of his family. We pick at him alot about being a mamas boy but He just laughed and smile and say yes and proud of it. Ron special love for his family and Mistie will live on forever in your memory and heart.
I was so sorry to hear about his death. But I know we will see him again in a far better place than here. Just remember no more hurt,tears, just laughing and happy time and we all know Ron love having fun.To his parents, brothers,and Mitsie May God give you strength to face the hard time that lies ahead of you.

Rod Hinsley
New Jersey

Our sorrow and prayes go out to you the friends and family of officer Jones. Our prayes also go out to the Prentiss Police Department. GOD BLESS YOU ALL

Benton County Sheirff Office, MS

To The Family of Ron Jones

On Tuesday, May 14, 2002 Petal Police Department held a Memorial Service for fallen Officers. A yellow rose was placed at the foot of the wreath in memory of Ron Jones.

Ron will never be forgotten. You are in our prayers.

Officer Joey Scott and Family
Petal Police Department

Joey, Veronica and Cheyenne Scott
Petal Police Department

I hope this gives you comfort. It has given me alot of comfort.

IT'S IN THE VALLEYS I GROW

Sometimes life seems hard to bear,
Full of sorrow, trouble, and woe
It's then I have to remember
That it's in the valleys I grow.

If I always stayed on the mountaintop
And never experienced pain,
I would never appreciate God's love
And would be living in vain.

I have so much to learn
And my growth is very slow,
Sometimes I need the mountaintops,
But it's in the valleys I grow.

I do not always understand,
Why things happen as they do,
But I am sure of one thing,
My Lord will see me through.

My little valleys are nothing
When I picture Christ on the cross
He went through the valley of death;
His victory is Satan's loss.

Forgive me Lord, for complaining
When I'm feeling so very low.
Just give me a gentle reminder
That it's in the valleys I grow.

Continue to strengthen me, Lord
And use my life each day
To share your love with others
And help them find their way.

Thank you for valleys, Lord
For this one thing I know
The Mountaintops are glorious
But it's in the valleys I grow.

Lorraine Bond (Mother)
Hamilton County Deputy Sherrif, Donald Kenneth Bond, Jr.
EOW: September 6, 2001
In Memory of:
Chattanooga Police Officer, Jule Jacks
EOW: May 6, 2001

My most heartfelt condolences to the family of Officer Ron Jones. The tears go well beyond family and friends. I'm a friend of one of the family. Thank you, Ron Jones, for all the good you did.

Rose Callahan...friend

To Ron Mother I know the pain your are in and hope that we never have to see another one of our sons go this way. Please know has a mother of a fallen officer my prayers are with you and your family. May God help us all.

Four months have passed since God call you home. You were a special gift from God to your family and friends. I only wish you could of stay a little longer. I only wish God could of gave us time to say goodbye.I think of you everyday as I pass your house and see the old green tank.Ron this summer will not be the same at the creek without you to keep us all laughing. Rest in peace my dear friend and keep smiling for then I know you will meet us again one day who knows maybe there creeks and 4 wheeler in heaven. Until Then you will always be on our minds.

Anonymous

God Bless you Brother Jones and your loving parents.

Officer Scott Sparks
Chesterfield County (VA) Police Dept

"The Final Inspection"

The policeman stood and faced his God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining.
Just as brightly as his brass.

"Step forward now, policeman,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To my church have you been true?"

The policeman squared his shoulders and said,
"No, Lord, I guess I ain't,
Because those of us who carry badges
Can't always be a saint.

I've had to work must Sundays,
And at times my talk was rough,
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the streets are awfully tough.

But I never took a penny,
That wasn't mine to keep...
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just too steep.

And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at times I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.

I know I dont deserve a place
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around
Except to calm their fear.

If you've a place for me here,
Lord it needn't be so grand.
I never expected or had to much
But if you dont...I'll understand.

There was a silence all around the throne
Where saints had often trod.
As the policeman waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.

"Step forward now, policeman,
You've borne your burdens well.
Come walk a beat on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in hell."

Author Unknown


We all love and miss you very much Ron, the only comfort we have is knowing you are in a far better place now. You were so many things to so many people a son, a brother, an uncle a friend, and a great man. I'm so glad I got to know you as a brother in law and a friend.

Love,
Julie

Julie Jones

Dear Mrs. Jones,
I wonder how you can be so strong and then I realize that you are just both very brave and proud. Proud of the son that you raised. I wish on many days that I could follow by your example. But I am proud of my husband to no end but brave I am not. For he was the brave one who carried our family.

God bless you and yours. I think of you often.

Anonymous

So much courage, for such a short life, you came into our life and left footprints and love. Rest in peace now our young hero for your days will never be sadden again.

Anonymous

Your life on earth was so short but also one filled with much courage. I look up into the sky and find the brightest star and I know that's you because your smile always lite up the room you were in.I pray for your family. I know it not easy on them. I pray God will help them find the strength to carry on and know that other people loved you because you were a very special and loving young man. May your light shine forever in this Town of Prentiss. Not all know what they have lost but the one that does knows it can never be replaced.So goodbye my friend for now until we meet again on the streets of Heaven. Rest in peace,

Terry Little
Bassfield, ms

In Loving Memory of Ron Jones

As A Person: Ron was the type of person that you could count on when times got tuff, the type of person you were proud to call your friend.

Personality: Ron has a personality that would glow in the dark. Ron was a people person. He met the public really well, always with that BIG SMILE.

Ambitious: Two major goals Rod had was getting into the military and becoming a law enforcement officer. Due to his heart felt ambition and lots of hard work, Ron succeeded in achieving both.

I could go on and on….In closing I Loved Ron like a son; I miss him more and more every day. My wife and kids miss him. Will it ever get any easier? Somebody, somewhere at sometime said “TIME HEALS” I’m Just Not Real Sure About This One.

MY HEART GOES OUT TO EVERY MEMBER OF HIS FAMILY

Bob

I once knew an angel who could not stay.
I once knew an angel who had to go away.
I once knew an angel who loved to smile.
I once knew an angel who only stayed a short while.
I once knew an angel I will never forget.
Officer Ron Jones you are that angel. Rest in peace for you are now in Gods army.

B. Briner

I once knew an angel who could not stay.
I once knew an angel who had to go away.
I once knew an angel who loved to smile.
I once knew an angel who only stayed a short while.
I once knew an angel I will never forget.
Officer Ron Jones you are that angel. Rest in peace for you are now in Gods army.

B.

When somebody dies, a cloud turns into
an angel, and flies up to tell God
to put another flower on a pillow.
A bird gives the message back to
the world, and sings a silent prayer
that makes the rain cry. People disappear,
but they never really go away.
The spirits up there put the sun to
bed, wake up grass, and spin the
earth in dizzy circles. Sometimes you
can see them dancing in a cloud during
the day-time, when they're supposed
to be sleeping. They paint the rainbows
and also the sunsets and make
waves splash and tug at the tide.
They toss shooting stars and listen to
wishes. And when they sing windsongs,
they whisper to us, don't
miss me too much. The view is nice
and I'm doing just fine.

-ashley

A good friend of mine e-mailed this to me the day after Ron was taken from us. The more I go back to it, the more comforting it becomes. Nothing will ever take away the pain that Ron's death has caused for all of us, but this poem seems to help somewhat. The last two sentences seem to help the most. I just picture Ron sitting in Heaven telling all of us don't miss me too much, the view is nice and I'm doing just fine.

To Ronald, Mrs. Donna, Don, David, and the rest of the family, know that you are, and will always be in our thoughts and prayers.

Wayne Bass
Prentiss Fire Department

Lt. Wayne Bass
Prentiss Fire Dept.

Sometimes it is hard to know what to say about people that you love, but telling about Ron is not hard at all. I grew up with Ron and Don and our childhood was filled with so much play and imagination. Our fences met together in our back yards and we would meet lots of days just to make what we thought were true potions to kill fireant beds. Of course as we got older we realized that we had wasted alot of eggs and tabasco sauce. Ha. From childhood to teenagers we thought we were to cool. Ron would make the block in his grey thunderbird with the windows rolled down low with nothing other than his favorite song back then,"I'm going back to kally", playing. My mother would not really let me do very much back then because I was so young, but when it came to Ron, she would always let me go with him because she trusted him so much. Ron was like a brother to me and always treated me just like his little sister. We even fought like siblings. He would always do something to make me mad just to see my reaction and then with that glorious smile he would laugh and laugh at me being so upset with him and say "alright I'm just picking at you." He loved life so much. As we got older, Ron pursued his dream of having a career in law enforcement and I got married to a wonderful man. We did not get to see each other very much, but we always kept up with each other through our mothers and of course through Mitsie. I never in my wildest dreams imagined anything would happen to Ron. I understand that God has his purposes and that we are not to question the supreme authority, but sometimes I find myself asking, Why? And God answers me with visits from Ron in my dreams. I always get big smiles and wonderful hugs from him in my dreams. You know, I feel so strongly that God gives us our dreams to visit with loved ones that we don't get to see anymore until we are with them again in heaven. I thank Ron for alot of things. He did alot of things for me that I am truly grateful for, but the one thing he did that will always be a blessing to me was to introduce me to Mitsie because in her I have found a true friend that I love very much. Ron will always be a part of me and I will always hold all of the memories that we made together so close to my heart. My life would not have been the same without having Ron in it for so many years and I cherish all the time we spent together.
Ron, I will always love you.

Kimberly Stephens Daley

Happy Easter my sweet Angel.
Mama Love you and Misses you more every day. Hope to see you soon in Heaven. But until then! Know that you are loved.

This was wrote for Ron's Father by a special young lady that father is a Highway Patrol Officer, We thank her very much.


A Great Man
You do the best you can that's why your son was a great man.
It was all part of God's plan
So now your son is in Gods hands.
An as for the man who did it, don't worry a minute because,
God knows who did it and he will get it.

I didn't really know Ron that good. But I do his mom and dad. And Ronald if you're reading this --- SHUT UP!!HA HA.
But seriously what I did know of Ron, he was one of the good guys and this town needed him. Why God took him we will probably never know. Ron was doing his best to clean up the streets in this town of drugs I just hope we have somemore here that are as dedicated as Ron was. Words can't explain the shock I felt that morning when I went into work and heard the news. To me and my family Ron will always be our town HERO!! Just as important if not more, as all those in NYC that was involved in 9/11
To Ronald, Donna, David and Don our prayers and thoughts will always be with you.

Trish Guy

When GOD Made Police Officers
When the Lord was creating peace officers,He was into His sixth day of overtime. An angel appeared and said,"You're doing a lot of fidlinging around on this one."
And the Lord said,"Have you ever read the specs 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 stake out, cover a homocide scene that night, canvas 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 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 all the problems," said the Lord,"it's the three pair of eyes an officer has to have."
"That's the standerd model?" asked the angel.
The Lord nodded. "One pair that sees through a bulge on 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 partner's safety. And another pair of eyes here in the front that can look reassuringly at a bleeding victim and say,'You'll be alright 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," responded 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 inquired.
"You bet," declared the lord with pride. "It can tell you the elements of a hundred crimes; recite Miranda warnings in it's sleep; investigate, search and arrest a gang member in the street in less time than it takes five learned judges to debate the legality of the stop...and it still keeps a sense of humor."
"This officer also has phenominal personality 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 over 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," proclaimed the angel.
The Lord looked somber,"I didn't put it there," He said.

Author Anonymus
My old beat partner and his wife gave me this not long after my wife and I got married. Since Billy(Walls, EOD 11-13-01) left us it has taken on a whole new meaning. Godspeed Officer Ron Jones.

Officer David Day
Lexington PD: Lexington, Ky

Ron, your are a legend beyond all legends in this community. Your are more than a hero, you're an angel. No words can describe how we all feel Your always be rememebered for you kindness, the gift you had for making people laugh,the loving way you had of always making a friend feel special.I know when we all wake you are the first thing we think of and the last thing we think of before we close our eyes.Thank you my friend for everything.Please know I will keep a close eye on your family but please watch over us and every now and then let us know you're watching over us.We need that comfort sometimes. To Our beautiful smiling cop we miss you. Godspeed.
Your Friend forever,
Dobs