Cocke County Sheriff's Office, Tennessee
End of Watch Sunday, December 13, 1992
Reflections for Deputy Sheriff Larry Junior Thomas
Deputy Sheriff Thomas,
On today, the 30th anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of Cocke County. And to your Family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.
R.I.P.
USBP
Anonymous
United States Border Patrol
December 13, 2022
God didn’t promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, sun without rain; but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears and light for the way.
Rest in peace.
Michelle - wife of US Marshal
May 11, 2010
"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 29, 2008
Rest in peace Sir
Pat Van Den Berghe, Manchester, NH
Neighbors for a Better Manchester, NH
November 30, 2007
G-d Bless.
November 14, 2006
To the family and friends of Deputy Larry Junior Thomas, his fellow officers, and most especially to Deputy Thomas:
On this the eleventh anniversary of your tragic death, please know that your valor and dedication are not forgotten. Your memory is still revered. Rest in Peace, Deputy Thomas.
May your family continue to be supported by their law enforcement family, and other police survivors.
This reflection is sent with the utmost respect for the service Deputy Thomas gave to his community and the citizens of Tennessee, and for the supreme sacrifice he and his family made on November 14, 1992.
Phyllis L. Loya, mother of fallen officer Larry Lasater, Pittsburg PD eow 4/24/05
November 14, 2005
May you rest in peace now brother...Your work on earth is done and you are in Gods care now...
SGT. Daryl Brewer
Clarksville Police Dept. Clarksville, Tennessee
October 17, 2005
REST IN PEACE...............THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE BROTHER IN BLUE........
DON MATHERS
November 9, 2004
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