Augusta Police Department, Georgia
End of Watch Saturday, January 14, 1984
Reflections for Lieutenant James Cromer Haupfear
Hi APD/RCSO,
Unfortunately, I did not know the LT. personally. I joined APD shortly after the LT's death. I remember everyone speaking kindly of him though. I also remember those in the academy talking about his devotion and sacrifice. For those who knew him, know that only kind words and epitaphs were spoken when he was mentioned. He was a hero to those of us joining and within the APD. His memory does live on through us as well.
P3 Ryan Getty
Augusta (GA) Police Department/Richmond County Police
December 13, 2023
JC. I am the daughter you never knew. My birth Mom gave me up at five months so I never got to know you. I’ve met Kevin and Renea and they are wonderful. My favorite Haupfear relative is Mike Harris, your nephew. Love him dearly and he’s told me many stories about you. Praying we get to meet one day.
Penny
Daughter
March 20, 2023
"Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God."
Matthew 5:9
Marshal Chris Di Gerolamo
Federal Air Marshal Service
November 3, 2017
Lieutenant Haupfear was my fathers Lt for many years, and I know my father respected him greatly. It effected him negatively for quite some time afterwards. My father was wearing Sgt stripes but had passed the Lt exam quite some time previously. Due to the death of Lieutenant Haupfear my father fill his position with the Dpt. I know the remained of my fathers time with the Dept, he regretted getting the promotion in such a manner.
Time has passed and I will always remember Lieutenant Haupfear through the wide eyes of a child. He was a great man and an even better officer of the law, he will not be forgotten.
Michael Lewis Trout
Son of retired A.P.D Officer Lt Lewis Trout
October 11, 2012
Rest in Peace, Lieutenant Haupfear. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.
Officer 11169
March 24, 2012
Your heroism and service is honored today, the 28th 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 murdered in the line of duty on April 24, 2005 while serving as a Pittsburg, CA police officer.
Time never dimishes respect and your memory wili always be honored and revered. I pray for solace for all those who love and miss you for I know both the pain and pride are forever.
Your brother in blue who wrote so movingly about the night of your murder is proof of how vivid the details stay with those who were involved.
Rest In Peace
Phyllis Loya
Mom of fallen California Officer Larry Lasater, Pittsburg PD, eow 4/24/05
January 14, 2012
I am one of two children (the only daughter age 38 )that my daddy had. i have a brother (the only sonKevin Todd Haupfear age 40). Our dad was an awsome man,he was a good at what he did as a police officer,he put his life on the line to serve and help people that he knew or strangers, we miss him very much, there's not a day that goes by that we don't think about him. We love you DADDY
marla renea haupfear powell
Daughter
February 10, 2010
YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE
VANDENBERGHE
MANCHESTER, NH
January 5, 2008
LT HAUPFEAR, YOU HAVE SERVED WELL. MAY GOD BLESS YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE AND SACRIFICE. A HERO FOR SURE. MAY YOU REST IN PEACE.
CHIEF RONNIE WATFORD-RET.
JEFFERSON POLICE DEPT,S.C.
January 1, 2008
YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE
VANDENBERGHE
MANCHESTER, NH
December 30, 2007
"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
December 23, 2007
James C Haupfear was my father, I am the youngest of his 3 children. I was only a baby when he died. From what people tell me he was a great man.... He may be gone but he is not forgotten.
Amanda Haupfear
August 18, 2005
I worked with and knew Lt.Haupfear.He ws a friend of the family.
sgt vince alewine
waynesboro p.d.
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