Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Rest in peace brother. You have not been forgotten...

Sergeant Chris DiToro
NYPD

January 25, 2010

I said a little prayer today for Police Officer DeMutiis and his family. He may be gone but never forgotten. He will always be a New York HERO.

Robyn Wilkes

January 19, 2009

YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE

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

January 22, 2008

Nick, it was a pleasure to know you while we were in the same company together, 83-69. We all had lots of laughs for 6 months in the academy. You will always be remembered as a hero. God bless you and your family, RIP brother. Carlos

P.O. Nunez 5th Pct-Retired
NYPD

January 6, 2008

"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

January 2, 2008

hey dad i miss you and so does mom. Lifes been a challenge without a father. Thanks for everything love you forever.

Nicholas Demutiis
Son

January 28, 2007

Hey Nicky,
Stopped by to visit as you must know,
The ground was covered with too much snow.
Near the monument looking north I left a marker on the ground,
To let you know I'd been around.
Some time went by and I returned to say hello again.
The snow was gone.
On the brass that bears your name sat the marker I had left.

Coffee and bagels 114th and Liberty

Miss you bro

P.O. Midnight Brother
NYPD

October 27, 2005

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

January 25, 2005

Thank you Officer DeMutiis, for your selfless act. You put your own life at risk to protect others. You are a hero.

January 22, 2004

Rest easy, brother. You are not forgotten, nor your sacrafice. A hero you are.

Deputy M. Moore
Warren County S.O. (OH)