Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Reserve Deputy Constable Nehemiah Pickens

Harris County Constable's Office - Precinct 6, Texas

End of Watch Tuesday, July 5, 2005

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Reflections for Reserve Deputy Constable Nehemiah Pickens

Rest in PEACE OFFICER. Thank you for backing up another brother peace officer. To all peace officers and federal agencies, we are all brothers out here. This is truly an example of such. I have much respect for anyone who protects me while I protect others. One love for you all. The public don't understand us but we do. RIP Deputy..

L.Perkins

July 14, 2005

My condolences to the family of OFFICER PICKENS.You will never be forgotten.You were just doing your job. THANKS !!
A FATHER OF PRINCE GEORGES COUNTY MARYLAND POLICE OFFICER

July 14, 2005

My your family know that you are home in the arms of our Lord.

P/O Scott
Leesville Police Department

July 13, 2005

May you rest in peace my brother

Chaplain Mike Grinnals
Town of Camillus Police Department

July 13, 2005

Pick thanks for the good times, and helping us get pass the bad times. You are one great officer and we will miss
you on the streets. We went through a lot of doors togather and not one time did you let us down. Now go in peace with our love and respect.

Deputy Gary Hudson
Harris County Constable-Precinct 6

July 13, 2005

Rest in Peace Partner....See you on the other side.

Deputy Constable Mike Lomas
Harris County Constable - Pct 6

July 13, 2005

To my brother in Christ and Law-Enforcement, you will be deeply missed by the guys here at home and abroad. I send my condolences to your wife Michelle and your wonderfuls kids. May peace be with them always. Your partner Victor Arceneaux. Peace and Blessings. R.I.P.

Deputy
Harris County Pct 6

July 13, 2005

My prayers are with you and your family through out this difficult time I will keep your family in my prayers. I come from a family of cops and I had the chills when i read this GOD BLESS ALL OF YOU!!

Amy
New Orleans, La

July 13, 2005

Our thoughts and prayers go out to This Officer, as well as the Family, Friends, Department and Community.

This is a loss that will never be forgotten. Hours will turn into days, days turn into weeks, weeks into months and months into years but, the difference that these officers have made will last forever.

We lost Our Deputy Morris Taylor on September 14, 2002. When he joined the other Angels in Blue.

God Bless Our Law Enforcement Officers and Those Who Love Them.

Jack & Tracy Van Dolah
Former LEO/U.S.M.C. & Wife in Sutherlin, Oregon

July 12, 2005

I would like to extend my condolences and deepest sympathy to Deputy Pickens Family, Friends, and the Harris County Constable's Office. My thoughts and prays are with you all. Thanks Deputy Pickens for your years of service, you are a true hero; I salute you. May your soul rest in peace.

Patrol Officer
Prince George's County, Maryland

July 11, 2005

Brother, May You Rest in Peace. This is a tragedy for all involved,my prayers and thoughts are with you, your family and the lawenforcement community.When an Officer Dies a Piece of All of us also Die.God Bless and watch over your family and the Lawenforcement Community

RetPaState Narcotics Agent II DiMiceli
Pa Office Of Attorney General Bureau of Narcotics Investigations

July 11, 2005

I pray your family and friends will find strength and comfort in the reflections left by your extended and fraternal family. May your spirit have a joyous homecoming and enjoy your new post, “High on the mountain” My thoughts and prayers are also with the officer involved.

D/Sgt. Vencent Woods
State of Michigan Department of Environmental Quality

July 11, 2005

“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

July 11, 2005

I am so sorry to hear of the loss of this officer. Please know we send our thoughts and prayers to the family and friends during this tragic time.

Mary Wilkinson
sister of fallen officer John Watson EOW 12-25-03

July 10, 2005

My God, what a tragic event. As I read it, it knocked the wind out of me. May God bless you eternally, my Brother officer, may you rest well, and may He watch over and guide the devastated officers left behind. It is tragic enough to have to take a life, but to have it be a brother or sister officer in an accidental shooting is almost too much to bear. My sympathy to your family and friends left behind.

Deputy KJ Bowden
Ingham County Sheriff's Office Lansing, Michigan

July 10, 2005

rest in peace

skip roberson

July 10, 2005

Deputy Constable Pickens,
I would like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of Harris County.

R.I.P.
Anonymous

July 10, 2005

Your life was taken by a blink of an eye. You did something any police officer in the world would have done, and for that alone you are a hero. Rest in peace brother in blue.

God Speed

Police Officer
Annapolis, Maryland

July 9, 2005

Rest in Peace, Officer Pickens. Thank you for your service.

Reserve Officer
Jacksonville (FL) Sheriff's Office

July 9, 2005

May the Lord Bless you, keep you, guide and comfort you and your family through all.

May we all be comforted knowing you are there watching over us, protecting us from your place on high.

For the Lord blesses "Us and those like us."


Wisconsin

July 9, 2005

Our deepest sympathy to the family of Reserve Deputy Constable Nehemiah Pickens and the Harris County Constable's Office...our hearts and prayers are with you all...... Thank you for a job well done Nehemiah... rest in peace as you continue your watch from the heavens......your memory will never be forgotten...

God Bless....Be Safe..... and wear your vests...

Vin, Pook and all of us at beyond-the-blue

Vinman & Pooky - Site Owners
beyond-the-blue

July 9, 2005

"The trumpet shall sound and the dead will be raised immortal ... and we shall all be changed"

The tragic circumstances of your death only heighten your contribution to the community you served. Rest easy, we will take the watch from here.

Constable David GREENE
Royal Canadian Mounted Police

July 8, 2005

Please accept my condulences to the family regarding your most recent event. God is watching over him now.

Sgt. Raymond B. Chambers, Jr.
MPDC

July 8, 2005

WHAT IS A COP?

Cops are human ( believe it or not) just like the rest of us. They come in both sexes but mostly male. They also come in various sizes. This sometimes depends on whether you are looking for one or trying to hide something. However, they are mostly big.

Cops are found everywhere-on land, on the sea, in the air, on horses, in cars, sometimes in your hair. In spite of the fact that " you can't find one when you want one", they are usually there when it counts most. The best way to get one is to pick up the phone.

Cops deliver lectures, babies, and bad news. They are required to have the wisdom of solomon, the disposition of a lamb and muscles of steel and are often accused of having a heart to match. He's the one who rings the door-bell, swallows hard and announces the passing of a loved one; then spends the rest of the day wondering why he ever took such a "crummy" job.

On TV, a cop is an oaf who couldn't find a bull fiddle in a telephone booth. In real life he's expected to find a little blond boy " about so high" in a crowd of a half million people. In fiction, he gets help from private eyes, reporters, and who-dun-it fans." In real life, mostly all he gets from the public is " I didn't see nuttin'."

When he serves a summons, he's a monster. If he lets you go, he's a doll. To little kids, he's either a friend or a bogeyman, depending on how the parents feel about it. He works " around the clock", split shifts, Sundays and holidays, and it always kills him when a joker says. " Hey tomorrow is Election Day, I'm off, let's go fishing" ( that's the day he works 20 hours).

A cop is like the little girl, who, when she was good, was very, very good, but, when she was bad, was horrid. When a cop is good, " he's getting paid for it." When he makes a mistake, " he's a grafter, and that goes for the rest of them too." When he shoots a stick-up man he's a hero, except when the stick-up man is " only a kid, anybody coulda seen that."

Lots of them have homes, some of them covered with ivy, but most of them covered with mortgages. If he drives a big car, he's a chiseler; a little car, "who's he kidding?" His credit is good; this is very helpful, because his salary isn't. Cops raise lots of kids; most of them belong to other people.

A cop sees more misery, bloodshed, trouble, and sunrises than the average person. Like the postman, cops must also be out in all kinds of weather. His uniform changes with the climate, but his outlook on life remains about the same: mostly a blank, but hoping for a better world.

Cops like days off, vacations, and coffee. They don't like auto horns, family fights, and anonymous letter writers. They have unions, but they can't strike. They must be impartial, courteous, and always remember the slogan " At your service." This is sometimes hard, especially when a character reminds him, " I'm a taxpayer, I pay your salary."

Cops get medals for saving lives, stopping runaway horses, and shooting it out with the bandits ( once in a while his widow gets the medal). But sometimes, the most rewarding moment comes when, after some small kindness to an older person, he feels the warm hand clasp, looks into grateful eyes and hears, " Thank you and God bless you, son."

Officer Dave Carroll
Choctaw, Oklahoma

July 8, 2005

I don't even know what to say. This is a terrible scenario. My thoughts and prayers are with both families as they will both grieve. Thank you for your service and commitment. You are in my prayers.

July 8, 2005

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