New York City Housing Authority Police Department, New York
End of Watch Monday, September 26, 1977
Reflections for Police Officer Vito A. Chiaramonte
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You were taken away from us way to soon. But,you will never be taken from our hearts. Rest in the loving arms of the Lord. May the Lord grant you eternal peace.
Jeanmaire Protano
Cousin
September 26, 2013
I said a little prayer today for Police Officer Chiaramonte and his family. He may be gone but never forgotten. He will always be a New York HERO.
Robyn Wilkes
September 25, 2013
Its been a long time since you went end of watch, But we still remember and still think about you. As a young cop I always looked forward to visiting the Lower East Side Crime Control Unit. Farewell Vito.
Ralph Pascullo, Deputy Inspector Retired NYPD
D.I. RAlph Pascullo
September 25, 2013
Everyday you are missed and loved. Everyday I pray you are at peace in haven, where you surely belong. Rest with the angels, my dear and loved cousin.
Jeanmaire Protano
Cousin
September 11, 2012
SO SORRY FOR THIS OFFICER AND HIS FAMILY.(I STRONGLY THINK THE NYPD COLD CASE SQD SHOULD TAKE OVER THIS CASE ASAP IF THE SCUM THAT KILLED THIS FINE OFFICER WAS NEVER APPREHENDED)MY PRAYERS GO OUT FOR THIS OFFICER AND HIS FAMILY.
DET.
N.Y.P.D.- RETIRED BRONX NARCOTICS
April 23, 2011
To Officer Vito Chiaramonte and his loved ones:
On this the 32nd anniversary of your tragic death, please know that your memory is honored and revered today.
To have lost you is a great tragedy, an irreplaceable, immeasurable loss for society. We are grateful for and to you, and honor you for all you did for us day in and day out whether you received a word of thanks or praise.
Rest in Peace, Vito. I am so humbled by your valor and courage.
This reflection is sent with the utmost respect for the distinquished service Vito gave to his community and the citizens of New York, and for the supreme sacrifice he and his family made on September 26, 1977.
Phyllis Loya, mother of fallen officer Larry Lasater, Pittsburg PD, eow 4/24/05
Anonymous
September 26, 2009
Today marks 32years that the City of New York lost a true soldier. May the heart of your killer be burdened with guilt. Rest in peace brother officer.
Captain Cedric Raymond
N.Y.P.D
September 26, 2009
Rest in Peace
Lt Anthony Felice
NYPD
September 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
January 2, 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
December 19, 2007
I would want nothing more in my life than to personally put the person responsible behind bars. Rest in peace.
Sergeant Peter Capitali
NYPD
November 15, 2006
Rest assured you will be avenged. It had to be someone you knew or trusted. No one can just simply walk up to you and shot. I wish I knew the other four Officers that were being investigated with you, and also the Unit you worked in. Rest in peace, for your killer will not.
Retired Detective
NYPD
January 10, 2006
VITO
you always made me life
BILLY
p.o. william m. rega
n.y.h.p.d.
December 20, 2005
God Bless you. You may be unavenged but you will never be forgotten my Italian Brother. Rest well....Ciao!
PO Zerega
Yonkers, NY PD
April 28, 2005
Your cowardly killer may not have been identified by those here on earth, but rest assured he will still face his final judgement.
Rest in peace, and thank you for your service.
Ptl.
Glassboro PD, NJ
September 29, 2004
GONE, NOT FORGOTTEN.....
August 20, 2004
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