Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

I didn't know Officer Calhoun but I can honestly say because of him and other officers on October 10, 1975 my family is alive. I was a child at the time and I remember that day. We lived in the house next door that was surrounded by SWAT team and officers. My father was pulled out of the house, and my mother was unable to get back home after dropping us off at school. It was a tragic day for those people. I remember the face of the man who watched me as I was playing on the tree and the shock I had when I saw on the news the men who were in that house. My deepest condolences to the Calhoun family. That is a day I will never forget.

Belinda
child of that tragic day

November 10, 2015

Thank you all for leaving your reflections. It's been 45 years and still my Dad lives on in the memories of those who knew him, worked with him, laughed with him and supported our family when we were going through the worst. On behalf of my Father I want to thank you all for still being here. I and my family stand beside you all as well. I support you #ThinBLueLine. I speak out for you on many forums and through social media #BadgeOfHonor and I always will.

This Year, the tribute I give for my father, is to ALL LEO's across our great country. Be Safe and God Bless.

Terri Cash
Daughter of Richard H. Calhoun EOW 10/10/1975

October 12, 2015

I remember riding with RoHo in Accident Investigation right after I tranfered there. I remember where I was and what I was doing when I heard the terrible news. His memory remains with me today even after all these years. May his family continue to find peace.

Joe Willis
Retired S.P.U. Investigator

October 5, 2015

Dad,

Almost 40 years have passed and not a day had gone by that I have not thought of you. TO this day I tell storied of fishing with you, learning to ride my first motorcycle while you held on to the back, the day you cut your finger on the lawnmower, BBQ's on the patio and Okie from Muskogee (which your grand-daughter woke me up to, playing it on her cell phone). Your roses, the scar on your shoulder, all the snake you caught in the backyard...... those memories mean so much to me. I love you Dad. Happy Birthday!

Terri
Daughter

August 4, 2015

I too am the daughter of a retired HPD officer who knew your loving father. It was my uncle who tried to carry your father to safety.

I will continue to pray for you and your family.

Your father... a hero gone but not forgotten.

Daughter of fellow HPD officer
Daughter of HPD officer who was shot twice but survived

July 13, 2015

Dad,

Today is National Police Officer Remembrance Day, but not a day goes by that I do not think of you. You are loved and missed more than words can express.

All my love,
Terri

Terri
Daughter

May 15, 2015

Dad, today Officer Darren Wilson was exonerated for protecting his life against an assailant who intended to take his gun from him. I know you would be proud of the justice rightly served today and I am so very glad Officer Wilson's family has him in their lives still. God Bless Officer Wilson's family and give them strength. PS. I miss you terribly!

Terri
Daughter

November 25, 2014

Today has been 37 years since you were taken from us. Thoughts to you and your family and may they continue to find peace in Christ

Investigator Joe Willis
Special Prosecution Unit

October 10, 2013

Heroes live forever, Officer Calhoun, and we will never forget. Thank you for the sacrifice you made for the citizens of Houston and the Great State of Texas.

Greater Houston C.O.P.S.

October 10, 2013

I miss you, Richard

Robert E Calhoun, MCPO, USN (Ret)
Brother

January 12, 2013

Officer Calhoun,
On today, the 37th anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrfice for the citizens of Houston. And to your family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

R.I.P.
USBP

Anonymous
U.S. Border Patrol

October 10, 2012

Rest in peace, Officer Calhoun. Your service and sacrifice to the citizens of Houston and the great State of Texas are not forgotten.

Greater Houston C.O.P.S.

October 10, 2012

I was unaware of this page until recently, but I am glad to see that my sister, Terri, is aware of it and has been keeping up with it. Like Terri, I want to thank everyone who has posted here, I truly appreciate your sharing your memories of my dad and all of your kind words. It has been 36 years (as of a few days ago) since my dad was taken from us, and it is nice to see that his friends, fellow officers, and everyone else still think of him and remember him the way we do.

I love you, daddy, you were a great father and I wish we would have gotten more time with you - four years just wasn't enough. But I feel very blessed to have the memories that I do have and for the time that we did have. You are missed, loved, and thought of often - and you will always be our hero.

Love Always,
Barbara

Barbara Calhoun
daughter

October 24, 2011

Rest in peace, Officer Calhoun. You're not forgotten.

Greater Houston C.O.P.S.

October 10, 2011

Dear Terri and other Calhoun family,

I stopped by your Dad's memorial page today for the first time in several years. I was just starting out in law enforcement back in 1975. I remember that fateful day like it was yesterday, seeing all those horrific images on the television screen at my home in Houston. The memory of your father has stayed with me all these years. His passing brought home the harsh reality that we must accept as law enforcement officers. I went ahead with my career and after 34 years, I am still going strong. Hopefully I can retire in about five years. I never met your Dad but I think about him often. To me, your Dad will always be a hero. I know that his untimely death was a horrible tragedy in your life. The citizens of Houston and The State of Texas owe your family a great debt of gratitude. Please know that your Dad will NEVER be forgotten and will ALWAYS be remembered as a true American Hero.

God Bless your family,
Steve Roper

Chief Deputy Steve Roper
Montgomery Co Texas Pct 2 Constable

September 27, 2011

Terri,
I came across your fathers memorial page and was reading the reflections. I was amazed at how your experiance and feelings were almost identical to mine. My father (Sgt. Edward G. Moore, EOW-July 23, 1976) was an aviator for the Ohio State Highway Patrol. He was downed by a sudden storm and was killed. I was twelve years old at the time of his death.
On the day of the accident I was home with my brother and two sisters after school while my mother was at the grocery store. My neighbor across the street came and asked us kids to come to her house. This was very unusual. The way she was acting i knew there was something wrong, but couldn't put my finger on it.
I had a really hard time accepting my fathers death. So for a couple of years after I told myself that he was not dead, that he was on a secret Government mission and could not tell us where he was. After the mission was over he would return home. I soon came to realize that this was not going to happen.
I guess I wanted to share my experience with you seeing as children, your thoughts were as mine.
God bless our heros!

Deputy E.G. Moore
Pickaway County Sheriff's Office, Oh.

March 17, 2011

My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family.

Former Police Officer
Virginia

October 10, 2010

I want to thank everyone who has visited my father's memorial. I comoe here often to read them, and though words can not change circumstances, it does give me some comfort to know that this loss is not suffered alone. He touched so many lives in remarkable way just by being himself and the legacy of memories and love he left behind lives on...

Blessings,
Terri

Terri Calhoun
Daughter

January 9, 2010

To Officer Calhoun and and his loved ones:

On this the thirty-third anniversary of your tragic death, please know that your memory is honored and revered today. Rest in Peace, Officer Calhoun. I am praying for solace for your family today and each day of their journey as survivors.

This reflection is sent with the utmost respect for the distinquished service Officer Calhoun gave to his community and the citizens of Texas, and for the supreme sacrifice he and his family made on October 10, 1975.

Phyllis Loya

Phyllis Loya
mother of Officer Larry Lasater, eow 4/24/05

October 10, 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., Columbia, SC

February 13, 2008

On the eve of the anniversary of your death we remember you and thank you Sir for your service.

This writer is pleased that justice was served so quickly

Pat Van Den Berghe, Manchester, NH
Neighbors for a Better Manchester, NH

October 9, 2007

We offer our heartfelt sympathy to the family, friends and colleagues of Officer Calhoun and we honor his distinguished service to the cause of justice and peace. Sadly, our nation has lost one of its finest citizens, a community has lost a friend and protector, and a family has lost an example of character and courage who they will love and respect forever. Today, because of the sacrifice Officer Calhoun has made, the house of freedom is stronger, sturdier, and more secure.

To the family and friends of Officer Calhoun, I would like you to know that a lot of people pray for you, and my hope is that their prayers will give you the strength necessary to move on. Just as you were always with him when he walked the beat or patrolled the streets, know that he will always be with you - wherever you may be. In the days to follow, may you be strengthened by the fact that Officer Calhoun is a man distinguished by exceptional courage and will always be admired for his brave deeds and noble qualities. You, your family and your sacrifice will never be forgotten.

SA Thomas Doyle
FBI New York City

February 9, 2007

May you Rest in peace and may Our Lord Bless your loved ones.

October 10, 2006

Almost 31 years have passed since that day. A tremor passed through me when I heard "RoHo" had fallen prey to an uncaring criminal element whose only goal in life was to remain free to prey on honest,everyday people trying to make their way through life. Yes, even officers do not want to believe it when an officer dies.

We respond immediately trying to do our best to contain ourselves and yet be strong for family and friends. I, like several other officers, were introduced to the Calhoun family very quickly. I remember answering their phone at the house to screen calls. I remember sitting with Chief Mouser at the kitchen table talking about the tragedy. I remember talking with all of RoHo's kids trying to help comfort them.

Then there was the funeral. It always seems to be so short. Can you ever say goodby?

RoHo always had a sence of humor but he was always there to help. If you needed backup, he would respond without hesitation. When he arrived on your scene, he gave you a sense of security like everything would be okay. Then there was the softball games. "Accident Knights" and don't forget the "Throwdowns".

We will never forget. I will never forget.

Capt. Neal Leonard
Ret. Houston Police Officer/Currently with Hedwig Village Police Dept.

September 11, 2006

You are my father, and I love and miss you still. The day you died, I was sitting in math class. When the principle took me from class, a feeling of dread filled my heart, and yet I did not know why. I only knew something was wrong. When they told us you had been shot and killed, I didn't want to believe it. I was 11 years old, I don't think I could believe it. I used to pretend within my mind that you had not died. You just went somewhere that we could not go. I entertained fantacies in my mind, telling myself that you had gone to work for the CIA or something where even your own family could not know where you were. Anything was better than believing I would never see you again. Until I was well into my teens, I kept thinking that one day, you would come back to us, and we would be a happy family once again. I finally accepted the truth when I was about 17. Six years of grieving before I could accept your death. Well, maybe not accept it, but at least admit it was true. I don't think I will ever accept it. I am no longer angry with the men who took you from me. I have been able to forgive them, though I could not do that until I was in my 30's. Sometimes, forgiveness is a gift you give yourself. For me, it neutralized the anger that ate at my insides for over 20 years.
You taught me how to ride a motorcycle, and I ride one today. But I can never get on it and start it up without seeing you holding onto the back of that little blue Honda 70, runing beside me and telling me when to shift. You held on for as long as you could, until I was going too fast, and all you could do was stand there and watch, breath held, hoping I would not get hurt. You were an awsome father.
Your legacy lives on though, and you have never been forgotten. You have nine grandchildren and a great grandchild.
Your life impacted so many other lives, and your death did as well. I know of at least five young men who became policemen because they looked up to you when they were young. You were a hero, and you never even knew it. I am so proud to say you are my father and I know that you look down upon us, and are proud of the family you left behind as well.
I love you, and I miss you Dad
Your Daughter,
Terri Lynne

Terri Lynne Calhoun
Daughter

August 25, 2006