Fort Bend County Sheriff's Office, Texas
End of Watch Tuesday, March 8, 1977
Reflections for Deputy Sheriff Dominick Samuel Carso
Deputy Sheriff Carso, rest in peace.
Rabbi Lewis S. Davis
June 13, 2019
May You Rest in Peace
Condolences to all that Knew you, Loved You & Worked with you
#BlueLivesMatter Always
Why ? Blues Protect All Lives
Retired Police Officer Tim D DAVIES
Nassau County P.D. , N.Y.
May 14, 2018
Your service and sacrifce was honored today in a class I teach.
Anonymous
Anonymous
December 12, 2017
Heroes live forever, Deputy Carso, and we will never forget. Thank you for the sacrifice you made for the citizens Fort Bend County and the great State of Texas.
Greater Houston C.O.P.S.
March 8, 2013
The passage of time may dull the pain, but your place in my heart will never fade. I remember the events of this night 36 years ago as if it were just last week. I had it all worked out-we were going to be just fine-I had prepared my mind for what I was so sure was going to one day become just a bump in the road. The thought of losing you never even crossed my mind. We were ten feet tall and bullet-proof, don't ya know, and more than anything, we were best friends! That's what I miss the most. Rest in peace honey. I will be there with you one day.
Suzanne Carso Dulaney, widow of
Deputy Dominick S. Carso,
Fort Bend County, TX
Sheriff's Department
EOW 3/8/77
March 8, 2013
Rest in peace, Deputy Carso. You and your sacrifice will not be forgotten.
Greater Houston C.O.P.S.
March 8, 2012
Another year has passed and you are still admired and respectfully remembered in the hearts and minds of so many. My thoughts and prayers are with your loved ones and friends on this anniversary of your EOW. You will never be forgotten.
James Sheppard
Father of Sgt. Jason L. Sheppard EOW 12/7/06
March 8, 2010
We love and miss you. My oldest son looks a lot like you. My youngest son wants to be a police officer(go figure). Your 2 daughters have been so close to me. I feel like they are my very own. Your grandchildren are beautiful.
Toni Carso Slusser
Sister; Missouri City Police Department
March 23, 2009
Your heroism and service is honored today, the 32nd anniversary of your death. 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 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.
I am sure that you are happy to see that your wife and daughters have fulfilled some of the wishes and dreams you had for your family. I look at your picture and you are so handsome with such a bright smile, and I know that is how you faced the world, with that wonderful wide smile.
Rest In Peace.
Phyllis Loya
Phyllis Loya
mother of fallen officer Larry Lasater
March 8, 2009
RIP,You are not forgotten.
Anonymous
November 26, 2008
YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE
VANDENBERGHE
MANCHESTER, NH
March 11, 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 6, 2008
Your dedication and sacrifice have not been forgotten. Rest in peace, Sir, job well done.
A citizen
May 20, 2007
My first love, my forever love. Our time together was so short in the grand scheme of things, but you are with me always. Look honey, we have grandbabies!!! Our girls are fine young women now and I finally got our little place in the country-even the horses. Wish you were here to enjoy it with me. Soul deep, honey, soul deep!!!
wife
April 5, 2007
i love you dad!
kim carso
daughter
March 24, 2007
G-d bless.
March 8, 2007
May you Rest in Peace,Sir.
March 8, 2006
Dom, I instruct a course on officer safety involving railroads. Your memory is honored by each officer in every class I teach. God bless.
Special Agent Dennis Duncan
Norfolk Southern Railway Police
February 24, 2004
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