Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

I want to take this opportunity to pay tribute to Trooper Larry Collins. I was stationed in Athens, Georgia, with the Bureau of Alcohol, Tobacco, Firearms and Explosives at the time of his untimely accident. I worked with Trooper Collins on some very well known criminals in North Georgia. I also played in the Annual Pig Bowl football game in Athens, Georgia, with Larry. Trooper Collins was an outstanding criminal investigator, and a great athlete as well. Rest in Peace my Brother. Working with Trooper Collins was a special time in my life. It was a honor to work with him.

Jerry Turpen, Special Agent (Retired), A
Law Enforcement Officer and Friend

February 4, 2024

Trooper Collins,
On today, the 50th anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of the state of Georgia. And to your Family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

R.I.P.
USBP

Anonymous
United States Border Patrol

November 5, 2023

Trooper Collins, rest in peace.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

March 23, 2019

This was a reflection left from Special Agents Collins Dad after his death and shared with many a his recent recognition ceremony.

I'm Proud, My Son

Though grief stricken and heartbroken, I'm proud, my son, that God saw fit to share you with me even though the time was token.

I'm proud, my son, of the joy you gave from infant babe through your growing up days.

I'm proud, my son, that I could share your boyhood days, your dreams and hopes, your little boy ways, I'm proud of every hurt I could kiss and ease, proud of every fear I could relieve.

I'm proud of our father and son relationship and how we knew where each other stood, how you accepted my discipline for your own good.

I'm proud, my son, of the man you grew into, the ideals you had and how you knew what you wanted to do.

I'm proud of the trust you placed in your Dad and seeking his advice for problems you had.

When your Mother and I for the first time looked upon your beautiful little face, we said you had to become something great; and I am proud to say, my son, you did not betray our faith.

I am proud, my son, of the career you chose, to help rid society of its criminal foes.

I am proud of the fierce determination you had to do your job well regardless of the woes.

If you had to die, I am proud, my son, that you died fighting instead of committing crime.

Stand tall, my son, for no man has made a greater sacrifice.

Stand tall, my son, for you have paid the price.

I'm proud.

Your loving Father,
J.P. Collins

Brenda Parker
GA Concerns of Police Survivors

February 10, 2015

RIP Trooper Collins. 40 years ago today you made the ultimate sacrifice for the people of Georgia and the United States. Thank you for your service.

Anonymous

November 5, 2013

Rest in Peace, Trooper Collins. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.

Officer 11169

March 30, 2012

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 38th 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 murdered in the line of duty on April 24, 2005 while serving as a Pittsburg, CA police officer.

Rest In Peace

Phyllis Loya
mom of fallen officer Larry Lasater, eow 4/24/05

November 5, 2011

"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

December 26, 2007

You are remembered today and thank you Sir for your service

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

November 1, 2007

Thank you for your service. You will never be forgotten!!

Patrolman Mark Sand
Lockland Ohio PD

March 13, 2007

Trooper Collins, you are not forgotten

October 27, 2005