Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

You're gone but never forgotten. You served faithfully for 7 years protecting those whom you served.

You're an inspiration to me and will always be in my heart.

Davin McDonald
grandnephew

April 16, 2024

Rest in peace Officer Dooley.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

November 28, 2019

Thank you for your service and your sacrifice Motor Officer Dooley.
Your are remembered sir.

Mark E McReynolds

March 28, 2017

I loved you so much Roy!!!! We all have missed you!!!

Angela Smith
Niece

October 9, 2012

Rest in Peace, Officer Dooley. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.

Officer 11169

February 17, 2012

Officer Dooley your work on this Earth as we know it is done. You are in God's Hands now brother. May you rest in peace.

SGT. Daryl Brewer
Clarksville Police Dept. Clarksville, Tennessee

October 7, 2009

"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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Investigator David L Bell
Richland County Sheriff's Dept., Columbia, SC

December 23, 2007

Rest in Peace Motorman. You are not forgotten.

Motor Officer Danny Johnson
Metro Nashville Police Dept.

December 6, 2006

Roy, you and I were the "two younguns" on the Motorcycle Squad. I have stayed in touch with Ma and B.C. We reminisce about you often. They and your other siblings miss you so much. You were one terrific friend. I finally got your photo, through Major Finch, included in the NLEOM, and they are making new bronze plaques of fallen officers to place on the doors of our Academy. Yours is ordered, and these new recruits will see what a great guy you were.I miss you and love you guy.

DETECTIVE MARY PEALOR
ATLANTA POLICE DEPARTMENT

November 9, 2006

Rest in peace motorman.

Ofc. Michael Walker
Tallahassee Police Dept.

December 5, 2003