Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

A ten-year prison term for murdering a law enforcement officer is outrageous.
RIP Officer Booth. And thank you for your service.

Thomas Wilkens
Citizen

October 9, 2024

Jesus Christ proclaimed, “Greater love has no one than this that someone lay down his life for his friends.” [John 15:13]

Chaplain Steven R. Closs, D.Div, MSBS, NCCA
Ordained/Licensed Independent Christian Clergy
Merrimack, NH 03054

Captain Steven R. Closs (Ret.)
Nashua NH Police Department

February 22, 2021

Rest in peace knowing that your memory, service and sacrifice will never, ever be forgotten by your law enforcement To your nephew Mike, God Bless you and your departed brother, congratulations on turning your life around and best to you always for continued physical and mental well being. As I said above, take some small comfort in knowing your uncle will never be forgotten by his LE brethren.

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

August 14, 2020

I was only ten years old when (Henry Johnny Booth) "Uncle Johnny" recieved that fatal shot in 1979. I, as some may say, Worshipped the ground Uncle Johnny walked on. He had no kids of his own yet and he absolutely loved children. My brother and I were his fishing buddies. He took us fishing every chance he had off time. That day as a 10 year old boy learning of his death had a profound impact on the rest of my life as well as my brother's life. My brother and I had just experienced as small kids, Mom and Dad divorcing. Then, Uncle Johnny being killed both within a few months.
Now it's January 2020 and I still cry and think about my Uncle Johnny all the time. I miss him so badly to this day 40 years later. Both my brother and I as young as we were back then, felt we had lost that year everything that mattered in life and began the walk thru life at that point not caring about school, grades, consequences of our
actions, anything that a well raised child should hold high. By the grace of God I, at some point realized I too was going to die if I did not change my ways, my friends and my outlook on life. My brother unfortunately never did. He was unable to overcome his life's path of destruction to make Uncle Johnny proud. My brother died in 2019 at a far too young age from life's poor choices, still hurting and crying for his Uncle Johnny. I have been determined for Uncle Johnny's memory to live on well past my generation and have spoken of Uncle Johnny to my children throughout thier entire lives in hopes they somehow, some way can find a place in thier hearts also to love Uncle Johnny as much as my brother and I did.
Badge number 205 he was to the city of Mobile, Alabama.
Superman he was to my brother and I.
Long live shall the memory of Henry Johnny Booth be for future generations of my family. This world lost a great, great man that day in 1979. I lost my best friend, fishing buddy, greatest uncle in the world and the hand to help guide me thru life when God's hand is busy helping someone else's.
I miss you so badly Uncle Johnny.

mike
nephew

January 26, 2020

Patrolman Booth,
On today, the 40th anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice-not just for your Community but for our Country as well when you served during the Vietnam War. And to your Family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

R.I.P.
USBP

Anonymous
United States Border Patrol

August 14, 2019

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 be among the first 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.

Phyllis Lasater Loya
mom of fallen Pittsburg (CA) officer Larry Lasater

February 21, 2013

Thank you for your heroism sir, RIP

James Kotke
Civilian / Former Officer
WSF Park Police (Wi.)

November 20, 2012

Rest in God's loving embrace, hero. You will never be forgotten.

Wisconsin L.E.O.

August 14, 2012

Henry was my F T O in January 1974. I have many fond memories of patrolling together on the graveyard shift. He taught me well and I survived until retirement over 30 years later. I recently had the honor of speaking (after many years) with his widow. We shared fond memories of our Hero.

Sgt. Rusty Reinhart Retired
Mobile,Al. PD

March 7, 2012

Served with Henry in Viet Nam. Just now (10182011) learned of his death . I am deeply saddened and my thoughts go to his family.

Alun M. Ellis, Retired
Kirkland PD, Kirkland, NY

October 18, 2011

THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE, REST IN PEACE.

N.J. TROOPER
NEW JERSEY STATE POLICE

June 4, 2009

This is my uncle Johnny. I am is nephew Ricky Welch.
I am glad to have found this page, thank you for
remembering...

Anonymous

May 31, 2009

"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

July 19, 2007

Rest in Peace, Patrolman Booth. Your sacrifice if not forgotten.

Officer 11169

October 26, 2006

No Officer that gave his life should be without reflection. "For those who pledge to uphold it, freedom requires a sacrifice the protected will never know."

January 2, 2004