Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

We will never forget the heroes who gave their all and the family left behind. Continue to rest in peace Lt. Harrison.

Deb Azure
Mother of Deputy Renee Danell Azure
EOW 08/06/02
Union County SO, Lake Butler, FL

June 1, 2013

You are not forgotten Lt. Harrison. Today "A" Shift honors you and your sacrifice by dedicating our watch to you. Rest in peace brother, you will NEVER be forgotten.

Sgt. Jason Slaughter
Radford City Police Department

June 1, 2012

Rest in Peace my friend, you are far from forgotten. I think of you often and remember your smile, friendly personality, and the impact you had (and still have) on those around you.

Kim Bogart
friend and law enforcement brother

June 1, 2012

They say that "Time heals all wounds"....I am still waiting 9 years later. As we reflect on this day that you were taken from us too soon, let it be known that you will always be remembered, always be missed and forever in our Hearts. R.I.P. Bo. Thoughts and Hugs Sandy, Charles, Michelle, and Lydia.

Retired Deputy Sheriff Micki Maternowski
Pasco Sheriff's Office

June 1, 2012

Lt Bo Harrison was the type of man everyone liked (and he made the best peach cobbler!) @ 227 hrs this morning we held a moment of silence in honor of him. You are gone, but never forgotten. Our hero, our angel. Pasco Misses You!

M. Grilli Communications Supervisor
Pasco Sheriffs Office

June 1, 2012

My prayers are with the family today and always, may you know we have not forgotten your hero. Continue to rest in peace Lt. Harrison. HEROES live forever....

Deb Azure
Mother of Deputy Renee Danell Azure
EOW 08/06/02
Union County SO, Lake Butler, FL

June 1, 2012

"Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God."
Matthew 5:9

Marshal Chris Di Gerolamo
Federal Air Marshal Service

May 24, 2012

Bo, I still think of you often and the advice you gave me all those yrs. ago , It took a long time for me to realize that life was different when you obey the law , I'm doing pretty good now , wife 3 kids and a few critters running around.
you saved me and made me realize life was worth living. I hope I'll see you again, I'll NEVER forget you..

Ron Holley
Friend

May 11, 2012

I am a police sergeant in Michigan, I worked at the Dade City Police Department for ten years and remember Dep. Harrison, I remember he always had a smile on his face and never had a bad word to say about anyone, I just discovered this web-site and was floored when I saw his memorial. A good man went to be with the Lord that day. RIP Bo...

Sergeant Jim Lee
Hastings City Police

April 1, 2012

Rest in Peace, Lieutenant Harrison. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.

Officer 11169

February 16, 2012

Thanks "BO" for taking care of me all those years ago and for everything you taught me. You will not be forgotten.

Captain Bruce Myers
Licking County Sheriff's Office

November 6, 2011

The price you paid is a debt we can never repay. The citizens of this county are honored to have had you serve as you did, and you will never, ever be forgotten. You were a credit to those that wear the badge, an example of how it should be worn, and because of the way you carried yourself, many of us will not hesitate to help your brothers in uniform. Captain Harrison, rest in peace, and may God bless you today and every day in your eternal reward.

Frank Steinbeck, Jr.
Pasco County citizen

January 22, 2011

Rest in peace, sir. Your sacrifice is greatly appreciated.

When calamity comes, the wicked are brought down, but even in death the righteous have a refuge. Proverbs 14:32

Friend of USFS Off. Kris Fairbanks RIP 9/20/08

K.L.
former 4-H Happy Tails member

October 26, 2010

Another year without you, life's just not the same. Missing you dearly on this day!!!

Michelle
daughter

June 1, 2010

You never said I'm leaving
You never said goodbye
You were gone before I knew it,
And only God knew why
A million times I needed you,
A million times I cried
If Love alone could have saved you,
You never would have died
In Life I loved you dearly
In death I love you still
In my heart you hold a place,
That no one could ever fill
It broke my heart to lose you,
But you didn't go alone
For part of me went with you,
The day God took you home.

Michelle
daughter

June 21, 2009

Daddy's Girl

When you were young, pony-tailed,
face full of playful freckles,
were you a daddy's girl?
I was. I still am.
Did you look to him for your security,
for love and attention,
for the understanding, and the patience you lacked
as a child?
My daddy was the center of my small world,
the focus of my affections,
the star that lit my life, shining bright.
Shining still in my heart.
The years have led me here,
weathered with maturity and responsibilities,
and I see more clearly now.
The hardships, burdens of love,
and all the small sacrifices he made for me,
for our family.
He created stability, a place to call home.
All the photographs I browse through
of a child long forgotten, scarcely remembered
smiling, so happy and so loved.
The mere thought of becoming that role model
is enough to send me cowering, afraid...
looking for guidance.
Turning to my father for support,
advice, wise counsel, and for approval.
Grown up, I see differently now...
A new perspective of a man I have always known.
My heart is full, my emotions overpowering
just in the certainty of that bond.
He's been there for me through all the conflicts
helping me over the rough, ragged stones of growing up.
My respect for him is unending,
faith is unbound, and love is unquestioning.
Even in the midst of all my imperfections, he is lenient,
ignoring the pitfalls, the downfalls, the shortcomings,
he just accepted me as I was, as I am.
The sheer purity of it leaves me awe-struck
and it lifts me up, it holds my head a little higher,
it keeps me in balance,
harmonizing with the world around me
beautifully, like an inspired masterpiece from the soul
of an honest man.
I am honored to know him, to love him, to be of him.
He's my hero, and I am his daughter, his little girl.

Michelle
daughter

June 21, 2009

Happy Father's Day to u daddy. Today is definitely not the same without u. I miss u dearly!

Michelle
daughter

June 21, 2009

Your heroism and service is honored today, the sixth 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 who was murdered in the line of duty on April 24, 2005 while serving as a Pittsburg, CA police officer.

Time never diminishes respect. Your memory will always be honored and revered. Rest In Peace.

Reading these reflections leaves every reader knowing that you were a man of great character and integrity and that you lived your life with a profound sense of duty and faith. You truly led by example.

Phyllis Loya

Anonymous

June 1, 2009

Just reading the comments posted by your fellow officers brings tears to my eyes. You sounded like a great man and officer, the kind of person that I strive to be. I believe you treat others the way you want to be treated, that is how I try to live. You will never be forgotten Lieu., although I never got to meet you from what I read I hope I grow into half the man that you were and still are....
Rest in peace.

Sergeant Chris DiToro
NYPD

June 1, 2009

This GREAT Christian man was a GREAT Officer, GREAT Leader and Great Example of how christians do business as Law Enforcement. He had a heart of the community in mind as he came to work everyday. He knew why he put on the badge to -SERVE and PROTECT. I worked with him in the Dade City Jail and on the Road in Dade City. I will try to teach other some of the lessons learned from this GREAT Teacher.

Retired Matthew Roach
PCSO

February 24, 2008

I remember starting that weekend like we always, did having our squad meeting and discusing "Bo's" Retirment party the following weekend. Friday night went by like most and lead into Saturday. Saturday night was busy as usual and then began to let up as it usually did.
I remember hearing dispatch advise of a shoots fired complaint in the area of Rumor's Lounge, some units began to respond to the area to check. I heard fellow officer arrive on scene and the radio went quite for several minutes as the Deputy's checked the area. I then heard my Corporal tell a fellow Deputy to go across the street to see if L2 had seen or heard anything. It all seemed normal there was radio silence once again.
Then I heard the Deputy's on scene advise dispatch to send Fire Rescue that, L2 had been struck. The radio was silent as if dispatch had not heard, more likely in shock. I found myself paused what seemed like for every, but I know it was only seconds I activated my emergancy equipment and began responding.
This had to be the longest and shortest drive I have ever drove, all the time praying for Bo and wishing the car could go faster.
That evening when we returned there was a thickness in the air and it was strangly quite, not even the birds made a sound. When I entered the Building for our squad meeting the hallway's where even oddly quite. We all knew what was missing but we did not dare mention it. We all looked down the hall as if waiting for it. Waiting for Bo to walk threw the door and bless us with his presence. But Lt. Bo's laugh had been silanced! You could always hear him laughing from his office down the halls and now we long to hear it again.
I suppose one day we will hear your laugh again until that glorious day we will wait and remember you.

"Bo" I just want you to know I may have left Pasco but I still wear you pin and think of you every day.

Patrolman Jonathan Rose
City of Pearl Police Department, Mississippi

November 1, 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

October 4, 2007

DADDY, there's is no need to tell you how much I miss you, you see it everyday. Remember when we used to go to town in Dade City and I would always see people I knew? You'd say, "Chelle you know a lot of people, a lot of people know you." Well it seems you have me beat. Many people across that nation know your name. I am so proud to have you as my father, you have touched so many lives. I MISS YOU and I LOVE YOU still!

Your Poopy,
Michelle

Michelle, your baby girl!
youngest daughter

August 27, 2007

I remember back in 1998 I received the most disturbing news of what a family friend had did to my 8yoa daughter. I was devastated. I still came to work and took a dispatch radio. Within 1 hour of the shift Bo Bo called up and asked me what was wrong. He told me I sounded so sad on the radio and what could he do to help. I told him I would talk to him later. He found out from my supervisor when my break time was and he came and talked to me then. I told him what had happened to my daughter, it was so easy to talk to him. He told me how sorry he was and that it was not my fault. He asked me how my daughter was doing and that he would pray for us, and he prayed with me that day. I Know he was a true friend and he tried to help everyone. I think about his family all the time and how they are making it without him. But I know they are true belivers in God and know that he is with GOD. I loved Bo Bo for that day. I thank God for the time I knew him as a dear dear friend. MLJ OPR 11

marva l johnson
pasco county sheriffs office

August 26, 2007

End of Watch

Shards of red and blue light pierce the tree canopy as the caravan moves toward its destination. Through rear windows in the ambulance, I see the medic, perched on the chest of the fallen. The doors open, and I see his tears falling on his fingers as he feverishly works to restore this life. ER personnel stand transfixed. Unable to process the surreal sight of a blood soaked uniform with a medic riding the chest of this mortal hero. Events transpire in slow motion over the next few minutes as this army of medical staff attempt to perform some miracle that will return this soul to friends and family, but God has already called him home. On scene, we move about in disbelief as the words fall heavily over the air…he is gone. As the vanguard of Heavens gate receives a new warrior, the sirens echo eulogies across the darkness of a summer night. Our hearts break, our resolve strengthens and with a new clarity of purpose we move forward. Hold your perimeter, stay the course, we still have a job to do. This is like every other homicide yet like no other. He hovers above us, watching our toil, resting his hand on our shoulders assuring us we will survive this, the deepest cut we have ever suffered. One step at a time, bonding together to ease the pain, working each task as always, to completion, to trial and conviction. We have now joined the ranks of the victims…the survivors.

Now we gather in memory of your life, to raise awareness of your sacrifice, along with all of the others who are with you. We vow to build a great hall where your deeds will be remembered by those who loved you and others who simply wish to pay tribute. Each year, we ride from all corners of this great Nation and from all over the world to be near, to remember, to mourn our collective losses. We will help those who have found themselves thrust into our presence by some similar unfortunate fate. We will be here, to hold them up as we all struggle to endure. To give them some measure of strength as theirs seems to wane. To walk them down that long aisle as eyes watch. To hold them close; clutched to a uniform, a presence, a bond only we can share. The souls of the 18,000 walk among us, gently lifting those who would fall, steadying the step of those who falter, shielding us from the pain we feel as only their loving memory can do. The task at hand is great and we are humbled. With each step we stand taller, transformed in the strength of their collective souls. As night falls a brilliant blue light pierces the darkness, and the souls of the 18,000 take to the night sky and form a barrier between calm and chaos, they are the thin blue line, if only for this night and in this hallowed place. We Remember…

Section 3 Row 24 West Wall (3-24-W) is the hallowed place where Bo’s name is inscribed. It has taken 4 years for me to be able to write this tribute. The pain is still fresh and the wound deep. You are missed, there is a void in our hearts that will forever echo your departure.

Lieutenant Sandra K. Reed

Lieutenant
Pasco Sheriff's Office

August 23, 2007