Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Thank you for your service and rest in peace always knowing that your sacrifice will never, ever be forgotten by your law enforcement brethren.

Detective Cpl/3 Steven Rizzo
Delaware State Police (Retired)

August 7, 2020

Rest In Peace Brother in Blue. You are honored and remembered on the 40th anniversary of your EOW.

Officer Mike Robinson(Ret.)
Upland Police Dept. CA

August 7, 2018

Today I contacted your agency for help with preserving justice for the families of the 43 law enforcement victims, 226 child victims and all the other innocent people who were slain by death row killers in California. In looking at their web site, I saw the beautiful tribute they had for you.

Your service and sacrifice is honored in this 34th anniversary year of your death. May God grant solace to all those who love and remember you for I know both the pain and pride are forever.

Rest In Peace.

Phyllis Loya
Mom of fallen California Officer Larry Lasater, Pittsburg PD, eow 4/24/05

October 9, 2012

Rest in Peace, Sergeant Dowell. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.

Officer 11169

January 23, 2012

On the 31st anniversary of Sergeant Dowell's death, we honored his service in our patrol briefing by reading his entry from ODMP. Each day, we honor one fallen officer on the anniversary of their death so as to keep them in our thoughts, and also to remind us of the dangers inherent in our job. Sergeant Dowell is not forgotten.

Sergeant Zach Perron
Palo Alto (CA) Police Department

August 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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and may not be duplicated without permission

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

September 20, 2007

After 29 years you have not been forgotten and people still talk about you. You are a true hero and heroes never die. Continue to keep watch over your loved ones and those still out on patrol. You will never be forgotten.

Bob Gordon
Father of Michael P. Gordon, EOW: 8/8/04

August 7, 2007

REST IN PEACE, DARLON.

Ofc. Andy Arena
Delray Beach (FL) Police Department

October 23, 2006

A poem to reflect a Hero.

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there, I do not sleep.
I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the softly falling snow,
I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.

I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush,
of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am in the star shine of the night.

I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room,
I am in the birds that sing,
I am in each lovely thing,

Do not stand at my grave and cry,
I am not there, I do not die.

Mary E Frye, 1932

Rest in Peace, Brother...

Corporal Gregory A. Cohn
Florida Highway Patrol - St. Augustine

March 6, 2006

The Thin Blue Line

"There are those who've gone before us, that we long to see again. Fathers, Mothers, loved ones, and some we just called friend.

They chose to make a difference, to walk that thin blue line, they took a call to duty, but then ran out of time.

Their battles lasted but a moment, but they were warriors just the same, and for those of us they fought for, their death was not in vain.

I chose to take the gauntlet, to walk that thin blue line, and for those of you who are strong enough, please join us anytime.

For the line it is not easy, nor is it safe for body or soul, and it will forever change who you are, if you're lucky you'll grow old.

And when our time has run out, and we're facing our own end, we will walk a beat in Heaven with our loved ones and our friends."

Anonymous

IF I KNEW

If I knew it would be the last time
That I'd see you fall asleep,
I would tuck you in more tightly
and pray the Lord, your soul to keep.

If I knew it would be the last time
that I see you walk out the door,
I would give you a hug and kiss
and call you back for one more.

If I knew it would be the last time
I'd hear your voice lifted up in praise,
I would video tape each action and word,
so I could play them back day after day.

If I knew it would be the last time,
I could spare an extra minute
to stop and say "I love you,"
instead of assuming you would KNOW I do.

If I knew it would be the last time
I would be there to share your day,
Well I'm sure you'll have so many more,
so I can let just this one slip away.

For surely there's always tomorrow
to make up for an oversight,
and we always get a second chance
to make everything just right.

There will always be another day
to say "I love you,"
And certainly there's another chance
to say our "Anything I can do?"

But just in case I might be wrong,
and today is all I get,
I'd like to say how much I love you
and I hope we never forget.

Tomorrow is not promised to anyone,
young or old alike,
And today may be the last chance
you get to hold your loved one tight.

So if you're waiting for tomorrow,
why not do it today?
For if tomorrow never comes,
you'll surely regret the day,

That you didn't take that extra time
for a smile, a hug, or a kiss
and you were too busy to grant someone,
what turned out to be their one last wish.

So hold your loved ones close today,
and whisper in their ear,
Tell them how much you love them
and that you'll always hold them dear

Take time to say "I'm sorry,"
"Please forgive me," "Thank you," or "It's okay."
And if tomorrow never comes,
you'll have no regrets about today.


Anonymous

Anonymous

Dee,

I found you on this Memorial site to all fallen officers in this great country of ours. Up until last Friday, 8-24-01, there was very little information listed here about the incident that took you away from this life. Although I never knew you personally, being an employee of the same Department which you loyally served & sacrificed your life for, I wanted to honor you by providing ODMP with the details of that tragic day.

Out of all the men that were with you on the raid that day, only 2 continue to work here. I was able to ask Lt. Handy about what transpired, and he told me in detail about the events leading up to and on August 7th, 1978. Your sister, Milaun, who is a wonderful woman, thought it would be great to have your photo & information posted here. I'm glad that I was able to help.

I look forward to that day when we can meet in person. Until then, watch over us all & help keep us from harm.

God speed, Dee.

PSO Aaron Serr
Ventura Police Department