Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Reserve Captain Feeney, it has been 53 years since you were taken from us. New England law enforcement continues to serve and protect and make life secure for our part of the country. I honor your 15 years of law enforcement service to the citizens of Warwick.

Chief (Ret) Steven Marshall
Georges Mills, NH

December 20, 2024

Reserve Captain Feeney, it has been 52 years since you were taken from us. New England law enforcement has continued to thrive, learn and become safer due to the traditions and sacrifices you, your family, and many others have made for us. Thank you for your 15 years of law enforcement service.

Chief (Ret) Steven Marshall
Georges Mills, NH

December 20, 2023

Captain Feeney,
On today, the 52nd anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of Warwick. And to your Family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

R.I.P.
USBP

Anonymous
United States Border Patrol

December 20, 2023

Requiescat in Pace.
With prayers always for you.
Love,

Christopher

Christopher Feeney
Grandson

December 20, 2019

Rest in peace Reserve Captain Feeney.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 27, 2019

Miss you; your hearty laugh, your quick sense of humor, your unwavering sense of "right", and your outspoken criticism of those who placed self - interest above the moral right. Love you.

Paul Feeney
Son

November 27, 2013

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 40th 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 who was murdered in the the line of duty on April 24, 2005 while serving as a Pittsburg, CA police officer.

Time never diminishes respect. Your memory will always be honored and revered.

Rest In Peace

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

December 20, 2011

"Requiem aeternam dona ei, Domine, et lux perpetua luceat ei! Te decet hymnus, Deus, in Sion, et Tibi votum in Ierusalem."
May his soul and the souls of all the faithful departed, through the mercy of God, rest in peace.
May peace be your dwelling this day, and your home in Holy Sion. May you be received by Him Who created you, by Him Who redeemed you at the price of His blood, by Him Who hath said, through the mouth of the prophet: "I have loved you with an everlasting love therefore, in pity, have I drawn you unto Myself."
God grant you rest and the glory of the resurrection on teh last day! "Xpistos avesti ek vekpon thavatov thavato... Christ is risen from the dead and by death He has destroyed death and to those in the graves He hath bestowed life!"

Rev. Mr. Christopher Feeney
grandson of the fallen officer

December 20, 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
Copyright © 1999 - All Rights Reserved
and may not be duplicated without permission

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

January 24, 2008

On the anniversary of your death, I salute you for your service and honor you for your sacrifice.

Rest in peace.

December 20, 2004

06/03/04

Rest in peace Captain Feeney. You are not forgotten.

Captain Robert W Cannon, Ret.
Vermilion Co, Il. Sheriff's Dept.

June 3, 2004