Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Do not stand at my grave and weep;

I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond glints on snow.
I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn's rain.
When you awaken in the morning's hush
I am the swift uplifting rush
of quiet birds in circled flight.
I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry;
I am not there, I did not die.

To Officer Schultz's family, friends, and fiance, he died a Hero, doing what others could not and would not do. He is in good company up there and I know he got the Grand Tour. Imagine meeting God to start eternity! Your sorrow will never go away, just know someone always has your back and will be looking out for you. Brad, tell Billy I saw Kaley in her Christmas outfit, and all I could see was his blue eyes....until we see you both in Heaven.

KY Peace Officer
Isaiah 40:31

December 15, 2004

“REMEMBER ME”
Law enforcement officers are, indeed, a special breed of people. Ask anyone on the street and they will tell you that they would not have our jobs for anything in the world. It takes something special to do what we do and at the same time be able to even contemplate retirement. We try to be optimists. Unfortunately, there are a few of us who will never make that date with retirement. By the very nature of our job, we are at risk everyday of losing our lives, either at the hand of some deranged individual or in some other situation that we, by virtue of our occupation, may be unable to avoid. Some people have recognized the hazardous duties we involve ourselves in, the risks we take, and the pride we take in accomplishing that job. There is National Law Enforcement Week, dedicated to us who gladly accept the responsibility of protecting the citizens in our respective jurisdictions. National Law Enforcement Officers Memorial Day is dedicated to those who gave their lives in the line of duty. These are but a two examples of remembrances specifically for law enforcement personnel. Remembrances that come but once a year. We should remind fellow officers of another type of remembrance, one that will last a lifetime. Sooner or later, a doctor will pronounce us dead. It is inevitable. Regardless of whatever happens, death is the end we will all have to face.
“IT IS IN DEATH THAT WE CAN LIVE FOREVER”
Author Unknown

Jim Moore
New Orleans P.D., Retired

December 15, 2004

My father was killed In-the-Line of Duty on December 14, 1951. This is a day that I never forget. I know that December 14th will be with Officer Schultz's family forever. My thoughts and prayers are with them today and always.

Stan Jerlecki, survivor
NV Concerns of Police Survivors

December 15, 2004

Again we mourn as another hero is taken from us. My deepest sympathy to the family, friends and co-workers of Officer Schultz. May the Lord give you strength and bless each of you during this time.

Rest in peace for your watch here is over; walk in heavens beat and guide us to protect and serve others safely.

US Ranger Catroppa
National Park Service Kennesaw GA

December 15, 2004

Rest in peace, brother.

Officer K.A. Lokey
Norfolk Police Department, Virginia

December 15, 2004

May God be with you and your family (personal and professional) during this difficult time! Please keep watch over us from above my brother as we continue to fight the good fight!

"Blessed are the peacemakers, for they shall be called sons of God."

Matthew 5:9 (NIV)

Chief L. Corey Sloan
Cameron, MO Police Department

December 15, 2004

My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family. Thank you for your bravery, courage and commitment to the badge – your hard work and valiant efforts will never be forgotten.

A Relative of Officer Robert Stanze
EOW: August 8, 2000

December 15, 2004

Our sympathy goes out to the family of PO Schutlz and the Riverview PD. It is a tradgedy that we have lost one of our brothers. Rest in peace my brother, you will truly be missed.

POLICE OFFICER
SLMPD

December 15, 2004

Brad, you will never EVER be forgotten and you will always live on in the hearts of all who knew you.

And for what you did of giving your own life trying to make this world a little safer, is the main reason of why I wrote the following article for the newspaper.......

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Pride Integrity and Guts

Some of you may know my face, but not my name. Most of you have seen me around the city and some have even met me, but not always under the best of circumstances. Some of you have even spoken to me on the phone, when you called me while I was working.

Most of you have an opinion on how my job should be done, but would never take my job if it was the last one on earth. And some of you who don’t even know me hate me, just because of my job. But when I go to my job, I go to make a difference and so I can fight what everyone else fears.

When most would be running away from danger, my job requires me to run towards it. I do this in the hopes of making a difference for someone else I don’t even know. Most people say I make too much money, because my pay is published in the newspaper. But don’t think twice about hearing about another sports player sign a 20 million dollar contract for 6 months a year of playing a “game.”

Since my job’s base pay isn’t the best I must work extra to pay the bills. Including working extra shifts on holidays, and pick up side work at construction sites as well on my days off. Most still complain thinking I am greedy, but don’t they realize that I too must pay taxes, have a mortgage, car payments, and kids in college as well?

Don’t they understand that I am not paid for what I do, but for what I am willing to do for them? After all how can you properly compensate someone to risk their own life and face danger everyday they go to work?

And when I go to work I am punched, kicked, spit on and called every name in the book for doing my job. And every night I leave my house to go to work I realize I may not come back home in the morning. Because when I go to work I can be stabbed, shot, drown, fall, be electrocuted, or die in a car accident rushing to help you.

My job also requires me to carry special “tools” to help me do my job. Sometimes even while doing my job I have to defend myself from someone attacking me. Although, the newspapers will report to you that I “beat someone down”, and not that I defended myself from an attack.

While at work I must also carry a gun to protect you, but should I have to use it, the media reports to you that I “gunned someone down” or that I “shot and killed” somebody, not that I defended myself. Don’t they realize that I shoot to live and never to kill?

Also when I go to work I wrap a protective vest around me to help keep me safe through my shift. I use this vest so that I will be allowed to live to the end of my work day. And hope and pray that should something bad happen that this vest helps keep me alive so that I will be allowed to see my children grow.

When I go to my job, I will see more pain, sorrow, agony, death and destruction in one month than most of you will see in an entire lifetime.

And to the ones who don’t know me, I unfortunately will meet most of you at the worst times in your life. You often will call me to come help you out with a problem. But if you have a really big problem you can get me at a special 3 digit number and me and my coworkers will race to your house, just to help you no questions asked. All you have to do is call and we will be there for you, no matter what time, day, night or holiday, rain shine or blizzard.

Sometimes my job also requires me to deliver lectures, babies and even bad news. I am also the one required to ring your doorbell in the middle of the night, swallow hard and advise you that a loved one will not be coming home tonight, then I spend the rest of my shift wondering why I ever took such a job.

Some people even refer to me as a “pig,” but when I hear that word called to me or one of my coworkers I think of Pride, Integrity and Guts, which everyone in my profession needs to do this job.

Me and my coworkers must be able to have muscles of steel, have a sense of humor and put ourselves into dangerous situations and face danger head on all in a days work.

We must act in a second and make a decision in the blink of an eye, and spend the rest of our life hoping we made the right choice in that split second. If not we can be arrested and charged with breaking a law, be sued for violating someone’s rights, or end up with even a worse fate.

My job requires me to take an oath to be their and to risk my life to protect yours. And it is an oath that me and my fellow coworkers have taken and is one that we will never break.

What you ask is my job? I am your local police officer. And what do I ask in return of doing all this and risking my life for you? Nothing at all because it is my job, and my hope of being the one who makes the difference.

- Paul Cotter, Lynn Mass PD

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The week of May 9th through the 15th 2004 is National Police Week in which the hundreds of thousands of police officers across this country are honored.

And the 17,352 brave men and woman who left their homes and family behind and went to work as police officers and never came home the next morning, are remembered...........

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Off. Paul Cotter
Lynn "MA" PD

December 15, 2004

Brad was a very close friend of mine and he adored my kids. Brad and I were in the academy together as well as golfing partners. Brother I love ya and you will be missed. You've gone to a better place and left us doing what you loved to do. Rest in peace Brad, you won't be forgotten.

Deputy Brian Keller
St. Charles County sheriff Department

December 15, 2004

Our loss is heaven's gain. Rest in peace, blue angel. Our thoughts and prayers during this tragic time go out to your family, and your fiance' who is undoubtedly missing you with every ounce of her being. I will light a candle in church this week for you and your family. Rest in peace. To his family, you are not alone. This entire country grieves with you.

Michigan

December 15, 2004

My deepest sympothy to the family, friends and co-workers of fallen officer Schultz. You are truly a hero an will never be forgotten for the service you provided. Rest in peace my Brother,you will truly be missed.

Deputy
Pinellas County Sheriff's Office,FL

December 15, 2004

May GOD bless the family coworkers and friends of Police Officer Shultz. GOD speed brother Shultz, and thank you for all you have given your community.

Richmond City Police

December 15, 2004

I come to this site almost daily...always hoping that no new names have been added to the list of fallen Officers.
My deepest condolences to the family, friends and co-workers of Officer Shultz.Each time an Officer is taken, we all feel the pain, whether we knew the Officer personally or not. We can rest assured...God has welcomed another hero home.

Policeman's 23rd Psalm

The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want,
His comforting hand reduces fear to naught;
He makes me walk through streets of crime,
But He gives me courage and peace of mind.

He leads me by still waters in the path I trod,
And He says in Romans I'm a "minister of God,"
He leads me in righteousness as He restores my soul,
For His name's sake He keeps me whole.

When I walk through death's valley, right up to the door,
I will fear no evil, for He comforts me more;
For Thou art with me every step of the way,
As thy rod and thy staff protect me each day.

He prepares a table, especially for me,
As I work daily among life's enemies;
He gives me authority to uphold the law,
And He anoints my position in the midst of it all.

Surely goodness and mercy shall follow me,
Each day of my life through eternity;
As I long to hear Him say, "Well done...,"
When I lay down my life, my badge, and my gun
Author Unknown

Mother of a Police Officer

December 15, 2004

I pray that your family and friends find comfort knowing you are with the Lord. I want to thank you brother, for a job well done here on earth. May your memory never be lost in the eyes of our brothers in blue.

P.O. Douglas
Washington Police Department

December 15, 2004

Rest in peace my brother.

Police Officer
Burlington Township PD NJ

December 15, 2004

Detectives of the Gastonia Police Department; Gastonia, North Carolina. We wish to extend our sympathies to the family, friends, and officers of the Riverview Police Department on their loss of Officer Brad Schultz.

Detective Jim Anderson
GASTONIA POLICE DEPARTMENT

December 15, 2004

“When God made Peace Officers….”

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 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 the 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 they already know and wishes they had taken that accounting job.) Another pair here in the side of their head for their partners’ safety. And another pair of eyes here in front that 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 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 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 elements of a hundred crimes, recite Miranda warnings in it’s sleep; detain, investigate, search, and arrest a gang member on the street in less time than it takes five judges to debate the legality of the stop…and still it keeps it’s 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 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, and for justice.”

“You’re a genius,” said the angel.

The Lord looked sober. “I didn’t put it there,” he said.


Anonymous

Senior Instructor
Federal Law Enforcement Training Center

December 15, 2004

My most heartfelt condolences go out to P.O. Schultz's family, friends and Department. I would like your family to know that your loss if felt far and wide and you will never be forgotten. Rest in Peace brother, we'll take it from here.

Detective R. Odom
Elkton Maryland Police

December 15, 2004

God Speed, Brother.

P.O. K.Murphy
Union PD, NJ

December 15, 2004

The policeman stood and faced 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 a badge
can't always be a saint."

I've had to work most 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 time I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.

I know I don't 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 too much,
But if you don't I'll understand.

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

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

GREGG HOUSTON
SOUTH CAROLINA

December 15, 2004

May God give you the strength that only He can provide you in this tragic time. I hope you trust in knowing that your family of blue shares in you pain. my family will pray for yours.
Brad is a Hero and will be remember as such.

God Bless and God Speed

PO II Russell Ward
Metro Nashville Police Dept.

December 15, 2004

Brad was my friend, he and I went through the academy together, hung out played golf and laughed together, I'll miss you Brad, you will always have a special place in my heart and please everybody say a prayer for Lisa and Brad's family. God bless all, and please be safe out there

Sean "ROZ" Rosner #237
Wentzville P.D.
Brad's Friend

Ptn. Sean R. Rosner
Wentzville P.D.

December 14, 2004

Rest in peace, the good Lord has called you home. You will not be forgotten. We thank you and your family for your outstanding police service.

Andrew Cuomo
Chicago Police Department - Harrison District 011

December 14, 2004

Your brothers and sisters,here in Canada, mourn with you in your time of sorrow. Your loved ones and co-workers will remain in our thoughts.

C.R. Hendricks Detective Constable
Ontario Provincial Police

December 14, 2004