Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Hi dad,

I love you. I was showing my friend Mark, pictures of your T-18. His dad was also a pilot. You would enjoy hanging out with Mark. He is totally into playing the guitar. He has a 12 string acoustic, and when he plays it, I can totally feel you.
Dad, I miss being able to hear your voice. I still hang out with you in dreams that I have. I love those dreams. We do not talk, but we laugh alot, go driving around, and go up to the blue eagle. When I wake up after those dreams, I am so happy that I got to hang out with you again.
The other day this guy came into my work and some how we got talking about you. He knew you. His dad is the one the had/has the morgue here in bishop. It was so fun telling stories about our childhood memories of hanging out while our fathers were working. I told him of the game I would play while I was waiting for you, where I would walk in to the coffin room (where the model coffin's were displayed at,) as far as I could, before I got so scared, I would have to run back out of there. Then I got thinking about the time there was a coffin in our van and you told Rene and me there was a dead lady in it, as you drove, and we rode down to lone pine, and when we got there, you opened the coffin, and holly $#!&- there was a dead lady in the coffin Rene and I still laugh about that. I was so young- proubly about 6 or 7 years old. It was awesome talking to someone that knew you and that place in the same crazy way I did.
Dad, I know you were doing exactly what you loved doing the day you passed on. I know it has been a lot of years since we've talked. My heart exploded that day. I absolutely did not want to believe what I was hearing I never expected you to vanish when I was 14 years old I want to see you. I want to hear your voice. I want to go flying with you. To go fishing with you. To introduce you to my children, my dogs, my friends. I tell my friends about you and the fun we had hanging out.
Ok dad, today is the day after Christmas, 2023. Just want to tell you I love you so so much. You are still here with me daily, always will be.
I love you dad,
Always,
Michelle

Michelle Randolph, daughter
Daughter of officer

December 26, 2023

Rest in peace always knowing that your service and sacrifice will never, ever be forgotten by your law enforcement brethren.

Detective Cpl/3 Steven Rizzo
Delaware State Police (Retired)

August 15, 2020

We have a streamer for you, brother James, on the Mountain Rescue Association Flag next to your observer that day, Rick Mosher of Mono County SO SAR. It goes throughout the US and Canada wherever we go, and your photo is on our slide show every year.

Fmr Deputy,Air/Mtn Rescue Ops Chief
Mountain Rescue Association, et al

December 15, 2019

Inspector Randolph,
On today, the 40th anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of Inyo County. And to your Family and loved ones ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

BPA Mike Casey
United States Border Patrol
El Paso Station

August 15, 2019

Rest In Peace Brother LEO. Thank you and your family for your sacrifice and service.

Officer Mike Robinson(Ret.)
Upland Police Dept. CA

August 15, 2018

Hello Daddy,
I have been thinking about you today. I think about you every day. You have been gone from this earth for many years now. I am extremely proud that you are my dad. I wish that you could meet all of your grand children. You have five of them. Kyle is the oldest. Then there is Casey, Jessica, Justin and Ipuni. I wish that they could have known you. I tell them about you. Kyle and Casey would have loved hanging out with you. All of my children would have totally loved being around you. You will always be my super hero. I learned a lot from you. You gave me the ability to jump in and handle situations that would make most people turn and run away. I learned by watching you, how to remain calm and not to panic. I have been able to help people injured in automobile accidents where the accident scene was something out of a night mare. I was even named a "highway angle" because of an accident I helped out on. I am in the beginning of gaining knowledge by becoming a college student. I am taking Administration of Justice. I have a ten year goal to get my masters in the Administration of Justice. I would have done this along time ago, but I got lost in life for a while with your passing. I am on track now. I want to make you proud. I love you so, so much. I keep your memory alive by talking about you daily.
Dad, thank you for being such an amazing person. Thank you for teaching me everything that you did. You might be gone but you will never be forgotten. Your love for your family, friends, your job, and the Owens Valley is something I hold next to my heart. I am forever grateful that you are my dad.
I love you dad. See you one day in heaven daddy,
Love you always. Your baby,
Michelle

Michelle Lynne Randolph
Daughter of James Olen Randolph

February 25, 2015

To fully appreciate the heroes of the present, we must recognize our heroes of the past. Your heroism and service is honored today, the 34th anniversary year of your death. I am priviliged to leave a tribute to you. 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.

I pray for the solace of all those that love and remember you for I know both the pain and pride are forever.ng Thanks to your family for sharing their devotion to you through their touching reflections.

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

February 21, 2013

my father James Olen Randolph Jr., died 33 years ago today.I was 16 years old at the time, and it was the worst day of my life. My father was a wonderful man. He was with the Inyo co. sheriffs dept. from 1962 until the time of his death on August 15, 1979. He was a pilot for the Sheriffs dept. and did alot of flying in his spare time also. He owned his own plane, a Thorpe t-18, home built plane. he taught me how to do take offs and landings(which probably scared him sinceless) but he always acted like I was doing an awsome job! I will always cherish those memories...In Dads spare time he was a cowboy,miner,hunter, fisherman, any thing outdoors with his famly, was for him. He befrinded an old miner named Sandy Sanderson( who had some gold mining claims up in Mazourka canyon). When Dad met Sandy, they became fast friends, and Sandy gave Dad one of his claims(which Dad named Coleens claim, after my Mom). After that Dad was hooked. We spent alot of weekends in Mazourka canyon not only at our claim, but also exploring every mine in the canyon. Dad also found his own claim which was a chrysocolla mine, just outside Independence, Ca. He bought lapidary equipment and started making beautiful jewelry out of the Chrysocolla he mined. He was a very talented musician also. He played the guitar, harmonica, and had a great singing voice. He was one of the original members of Sandy and the high country. In the evenings he loved sitting on the front porch, playing the guitar and singing songs.That was the high light of my life, listening to my Dad play and sing. Dad I miss you every waking moment of every day. You were a top notch Inspector, Detective, Father, Husband, Friend, Musician,Storyteller, Comedian, Animal lover(we had dogs, boa constrictor, green iguana, cat geese, rabbit, fish,banty chickens,and Dads favorite, a Raven named Ebony!) I remember the day Dad came home with Ebony. He was still pink with little feathers starting to push through his skin. His mother had kicked him out of the nest, because his foot was deformed. Dad was out driving one of the dirt roads, behind Indep. when he spotted the little guy , picked him up and brought him home. From that moment on, Dad had a feathered shadow. That silly bird followed my Dad everywhere. He sat at the dinner table every night with us and ate his hamburger meat balls! He was so spoiled. And if my Dad wasn't home, that darn bird would chase us kids around and try to bite our feet. He was so obnoxious, that is, till Dad came home, then he would go back to acting like an angel. After my Fathers death, we never saw Ebony again. He must have followed my Dad into Heaven, at least thats what I like to think. Well, I shall be signing off for now. I love you so much Daddy, your loving daughter, Rene.................................................................

Rene Randolph

August 15, 2012

i think about my dad each and every day. i miss you dad so very much. it has been 32 years since that terrable day when you were taken away from us. i now have 5 children. i wish that they could have gotten to know you. you gave so much of yourself. such a wonderful person. you tought me so much. i learned how NOT to judge people. how to be helpful and caring.... i love you dad. i will always miss you. i wished that i could have knowen you longer. got to share my adult years with you..... i will never get over the loss of you. always in my heart.... i love you dad

michelle lynne randolph
daughter

October 12, 2011

Our belated thoughts, prayers and rembrances of James for his sacrifice "that others may live".
As we atempt to capture the Line of Duty Deaths in Search and Rescue,and especially within the Mountain Rescue Assn family, we learned of this incident and have made arrangements to recognize James and his SAR Tech, Rick Mosher, from Mono County SAR, who was on board with him. Both Inyo and Mono are MRA members/affiliates and we will remember James every year at teh June Conference, and at our web site.
Godspeed Inspector Randolph. Sorry we were late.
www.mountainrescuehonorguard.org

Tim Kovacs, Commander
Maricopa County SO, AZ. Mountain Rescue Assn Honor Guard

March 23, 2010

Rest in Peace, Inspector Randolph. Your sacrifice is not forgotten

Officer 11169

October 23, 2009

Inspector Randolph,

Thank You Sir for your serivce and sacrifice..
You are a HERO! Rest in Peace...

Joyce
Sister of Officer John P Harris EOW 8/19/1994

April 18, 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 28, 2007

i heard alot about my grandpa from my grandma and he really has inspired me to go into law inforcment in the inyo county i apreacheat all the hard work my grandpa did and id like to thank all the other officers out there thank you for all your hard work. James "Kyle" randolph

grandson James "Kyle" Randolph
Inyo County

November 17, 2005

Inspector Randolph,
On today, the 26th anniversary of your death, I would like to say thank you for your service to the citizens of Inyo County.

R.I.P.
Anonymous

August 15, 2005