Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

I sure do miss you and wish you were here. The girls have grown up so much. Wish you could see them. You would be so proud.I think of you everyday!
Love,
Your Daughter

Andrea Owen Elders

June 10, 2010

Thinking of you and your family. On this day five years ago there lives were changed forever. We will never forget you.

Connie B
Mother of Clint Walker Prattville P.D. E.O.W. 1-14-04

June 17, 2009

heu you , just thinking about cha' and your cherry top cheese pie you loved so much.........think everytime i make it i think of you...........rest gently brother.......still you are missed , it's 2009 and you are missed......

val pickens
b'ham pd/b'ham , al

February 25, 2009

Carlos, we still think of you, Harley and Rob. We miss you guys.

Officer David Rockett
Birmingham Police

December 31, 2008

RIP,You are not forgotten.

Anonymous

November 26, 2008

well carlos , just couldn't let this date go by .......it will never be forgotten and you will never be forgotten , thank you for the experience of you......4 years now , every day you are thought of.......rest brother rest , i miss you......

officer val pickens
bpd/b'ham , al

June 17, 2008

hey you , been almost two years since leaving a reflection , but believe me you are not forgotten . pretty soon the 17th will be here yet again...........still i pass the dingy little place , don't know why it's still standing......rest now , rest........

val pickens
bpd'b'ham , al

May 28, 2008

Pop you were the greatest person I knew and you still are.

Adam Owen

April 27, 2008

Thankyou for your service and sacrifice. You are a hero who will not be forgotten

POLICE OFFICER
PHILA PA

February 26, 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
Copyright © 1999 - All Rights Reserved
and may not be duplicated without permission

Investigator David L Bell
Richland County Sheriff's Dept.

July 11, 2007

Rest in peace. Thank you for your service.
God bless you family, friends and your co-workers.

911 Dispatcher
Virginia

June 17, 2007

G-d bless.

June 17, 2007

Three Heroes in Blue


Three heroes in blue;
three men I never knew.

They went to work that fateful day;
not knowing the ultimate price they would pay.

To protect and serve was their creed;
they were a special breed.

Three heroes in blue;
three officers with hearts pure and true.

They lost their lives that afternoon;
gone from here too soon.

Three heroes in blue;
three souls gone to Heaven anew.

Dedicated to Officers Bennett, Chisholm, and Owen;
who lost their lives on June 17,2004
serving on the Birmingham Alabama Police Force.

COB: City of Birmingham; Chisholm Owen Bennett


Debra Elliott
My uncle W A Cuzzort was a Birmingham Police Officer for many years and I have the utmost respect for all police officers serving and protecting.

March 27, 2007

Rest easy, Sir!

Police Officer

February 20, 2007

Rest in peace, Sir. You are not forgotten.

Police Officer

February 5, 2007

well carlos you know why i 'm sending you a note . i'm sure you were surprised to see john ennis only a few weeks ago and i'm sure you were even more surprised to see sgt. hill , but now i'm afraid another west precinct family member is with you . unlike you , mary was able to retire and go to fairfield . she was there with marvin , banjo ,dudley ,john henry and all the other west precinct officers that have gone to fairfield...they had her back , but GOD had all of her long before she was ours . so my brother i know you got her back , but not that you guys need it because Archangel Michael have you guys on point and the enemy has'nt a chance . continue to watch over us and teach john ,joe and mary the ropes well , it should'nt be too difficult you got harley , bennett , and eckes there with you . wow look at all of west precinct watching over us , i remember ... the difficult we do immediately the impossible takes a little longer... miss you my brother

officer val pickens
bpd(west precinct)

October 24, 2006

Rest in Peace, Officer Owen. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.

Officer 11169

September 25, 2006

Carlos, we recently had the dedication of yours and our other 2 brothers killed that day at the downtown memorial. I guess it brought some kind of closure, but can never erase the pain that your families and fellow Officers have endured. We are now going to have to put up with the animals appeals again and their lives get to go on, but yours doesnt. It just isnt fair.

Officer Robert Cox
Birmingham Police Dept.-East Precinct

June 20, 2006

I will remember the families of Officers Owen, Bennett and Chisholm on Saturday, June 17. We need to be reminded often of the dedication and bravery of these men, our protectors. I pray God's blessings on and His peace in the hearts of these families.

Cecilia Jacobs
Aunt of Matthew Hutchins

June 15, 2006

Carlos,

You were one of the best I ever knew. God speed my friend, look over the rest of us and help protect us with the armor of God, from your new beat. We miss you.

Lt. W. M. Walker
Birmingham PD (ret)

December 18, 2005

Well finally we can all start to heal after all the families have been put thru....The second coward has been been handed his fate...Let's just hope that the judge with up hold the jury's recommendation and sentence him to death as he did the first coward...I loved Carlos like a father and would never wish this kind of pain on anyone, especially his loving family who he was so close to...Now as long as they don't let Nathaniel Woods and Kerry Spencer sit on death row for 20 years we can all relax and know these two will never hurt anyone again...If we were lucky they wouldn't live a week...Live life to the fullest since it may be gone tomorrow.

October 12, 2005

When God Made Police Officers . . .

When the Lord was creating Police 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 requirements on this
order? A Police 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 their uniform."

"They have 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."

"They have to be in top physical condition at all times,
running on black coffee and half-eaten meals, and they have 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 they ask, 'May I see what's in there, sir?'"
(when they already know and wish they'd taken that accounting job) "Another pair here in the side of their head for their partner's safety, and another pair of eyes here in front so they can look reassuringly at a bleeding victim and say, 'You'll be alright, ma'am,' when they know 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 Police 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. They 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 Police 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.

MISTY LEE

August 30, 2005

Carlos, I know that you cannot read this, but they convicted The scum that murdered you. On 06-19-2005, the verdict came down after four hours of deliberation. He was found guilty of three counts of Capital Murder and one count of Attempted Murder. Thought you would like to know. We miss you. Goose

Officer Lynn (Goose) Nixon
Birmingham, AL

June 20, 2005

It seems like it was a short while ago
that I left my first reflection and now
here it is your first year anniversary
already. Your memory is still vivid
and you are still missed very much.
Thank you for your sacrifice to our
country. May God be close to those
who still grieve.
Lynn Kole
Washington State

June 18, 2005

Well Carlos its been a year now and you are still on everyones mind. Everyday we miss you buddy. Thanks for all you have done. God Bless You and Your Family

Officer from East
BPD

June 17, 2005