Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Rest in peace Officer Herring.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

August 30, 2022

Rest in peace always and know that your service and sacrifice will never, ever be forgotten by your law enforcement brethren.

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

September 19, 2020

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 22nd 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.

Rest In Peace

Phyllis Loya

Anonymous

September 19, 2009

I was about 6 years old when Officer Herring passed. Our families were close. I remember being so young and unable to comprehend what was going on. I'd sit in my mothers bedroom floor looking at the newspaper clipping and just weep. God bless you Officer Herring, know that you are NEVER forgotten.

Anonymous

January 30, 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
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Investigator David L Bell
Richland County Sheriff's Dept., Columbia, SC

November 14, 2007

You have never left my thoughts.

Brother

October 19, 2007

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

Officer 11169

October 30, 2006

Rest in Peace Motorman. You are not forgotten.

Motor Officer D.Johnson
Metro Nashville Police Dept.

September 19, 2006

George,

You were a great FTO and partner. I learned more from you than anyone else. You are missed my friend. As you would say, "Fazmaga!" (I never figured out what that meant.) Till we meet again. Watch over us from your new beat.

Lt. W. M. Walker (ret.)
Birmingham P.D.

December 15, 2005

Brother Herring,

May the road rise up to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back,
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
And the rains fall soft upon your fields,
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.

Respectfully,
You’re Brothers in Blue

Untouchables Law Enforcement Motorcycle

December 2, 2005

For Alana and the father she never knew.

February 19, 2005

I only worked with George for two years, but we became good friends. I guess I just want to tell everyone the one thing about George that was so special and his death so tragic. He loved life and lived it to the fullest. He was always laughing and kidding with everyone. He could walk into a room and have everyone in tears from laughing in no time flat. He could have something going on in his life that would make someone else sad or quiet, but not George his life could be falling apart and he would still be laughing, joking and trying to make everyone else feel better. He was a special person.

Cathy Boyd-Dispatcher
Mountain Brook Police