Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Rest in peace Police Chief Sheridan.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

March 6, 2022

Mike and I were best friends before Mike became a police officer. Mike and I worked together at Dow Corning corp. in the mid 60's. Mike and Karen was in our wedding party. Mike was my best man on February 25, 1967. Karen was Carols maid of honor. Sorry to hear Mike is no longer with us.

Terry and Carol warren
Friends from Howell, MI

February 22, 2015

A Hero is Honored today, RIP Sir.

James Kotke
Civilian / Former Officer
WSF Park Police (Wi.)

February 2, 2012

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 34th 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.

Time never diminishes respect and your memory will always be honored and revered. I pray for solace for all those who love and remember you for I know both the pain and pride are forever. Your family is in my heart's embrace today.

Rest In Peace

Phyllis Loya
Mom of fallen California Officer Larry Lasater, Pittsburg PD, eow 4/24/05

February 2, 2012

Remembering you on your anniversary!

Citizen NJ

Anonymous

February 2, 2011

YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE

Pat Van Den Berghe
Neighbors for a Better Manchester, NHVV

January 28, 2008

"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
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and may not be duplicated without permission

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

November 26, 2007

Mike was my cousin and we were a year apart in age, so we grew up picking on each other. He was a fun person to be around, had agreat laugh and was full of the devil himself. He loved playing jokes on family and friends. I had three boys and he use to stop by our house in Breckenridge and handcuff the boys. He was so excited when Karen became pregant, and was so proud of his son. Mike was a very good policeman, the teenagers liked him alot because he understood them, after all he had done everything they were trying too do and tried to help them not make the same mistakes he made. At his funeral I learned what a special person he truly was. He was an excellent role model for any one who needed someone to look up too. I miss him to this day and enjoy seeing his son Micheal because even tho he never got to really know his dad he is a whole lot like him. He also has a nephew Stephen who takes after his Uncle Mike and has his sense of humor. Thank you GOD for giving our family Mike even tho it was for a very short time, he was a person you don't forget..
A cousin,, Sandy (Bywater) Warmouth

December 19, 2003

Chief Michael Sheridan,

I first meet you when you came to my kindergarten class in Hemlock. You showed us your patrol car and explained to us
the dangers of talking to strangers. After 31 years that memory reminds me of your service to all ages of citizens in our community of Hemlock. I remember the sad day when you lost your life in the line of duty. I was fortunate to have spent time with Richland Township Police Explorers and learned more of you from the officers whom served in this department. I also found that even as a peacekeeper is called to Heaven for duty his memory lives forever strong and true. As God continues to bless you let me again thank you for the moments you shared that continue to inspire me today.

SSgt Roger J. Ryder
USAF Security Police (Veteran)

October 29, 2003

Dear Mike,
To say we have missed you is an understatement! The reunions and family gatherings have been awfully quiet sense God called you Home. I'm sure you, dad and grandpa Sheridan have had some terrific poker games with out us! Now that Aunt Al and Aunt Edythe have joined you the game is more complete!! A. Al playing cards and A. Edythe providing the snacks!
Any way, I remember the last reunion you were at , Michael was just a baby (and my Traci too) you stood there gazing at the wee boy child in the stroller, with a look of awe on your face, it is the one thing I have never forgotten...........
But when I think of you, your sense of humor, is always what comes to mind first! Your laughter, smile, dependibility are things we have all missed!
Take care, give your mom and Cathy a hug for me ( I miss them too!) until we all get to have a beer and card game together!
Love,
Mickie Thomas
(cousin)

October 23, 2003

Dear Michael,

25 years have come an gone since God called you back home. I have missed you so much during those years, but I am so glad to have such wonderful memories of the life we shared. I remember the family gatherings, the parties at your house, the visits from Santa, Christmas Eves when you and Uncle Bill would put together the toys for Stephen (or, at least, give it your best try). Just think, your Son, Michael is 26 years old now, and I should mention, that there are times when he really reminds us of you and your many escapades.

The family is sure a lot smaller now, just me, Stephen, your Karen and Son Mike. I am looking forward to the time when I see all of you who have gone on before again. What a reunion that will be!!

Well, I just wanted to tell you that you will never be forgotten and that you are always on my mind and in my heart.

Farewell my Brother and Friend,

Your Loving Sister,

Sally

Sally Woods, Sister

October 21, 2003

Uncle Mike,

It's been 25 years now since we got the call that you weren't coming home. I was only eleven years old and took it pretty hard. I didn't know anything about honor, duty or service. All I knew was that you were the best uncle a boy could have and that I looked up to, and admired you. You were, and always will be, 10 feet tall to me. Unfortunately, I also knew that you wouldn't be around to play ball with anymore or to take me for rides in the patrol car.... and that you wouldn't be able to be there to watch your son grow up.

Since then, I've had the opportunity to talk with many who wore the uniform and served with you. They have all gave testament to your professionalism, courtesy, and superior skills as a police officer. Moreover, most have said that you were the best guy they ever knew.

Your son and I have since grown into men...men I know that you would be proud of. We are close and I consider him more of a brother than a cousin.

Last week one of my best friends, Deputy Kevin Sherwood of the Clare County Sheriff's Department, was killed in the line of duty. To go through this twice in a lifetime has been almost too much to bear, but like you, he was a cop's cop who loved the job, and made the world a better place. I was a pall bearer at his funeral and I felt your hand on my shoulder as I carried him out. I know that when he gets there you'll take him under your wing and show him around the squad room.

Also, please say hi to Grandma, Aunt Cathy, Uncle Bill, Uncle Rex and all the rest who have since joined you.

I still miss you and think of you often Chief,

Rest in peace warrior,

Your nephew,

Stephen Lee

Steve Bartlett
Nephew to Chief Mike Sheridan EOW 02/02/1978

October 19, 2003