Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Agent Hoffer,
On today, the 40th anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of the state of Washington. And to your Family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

BPA Mike Casey
United States Border Patrol(Retired)

November 10, 2024

My father Grenvil, was Terrys best friend. They were two peas in a pod. My father recently passed and in his final days talked about Terry and asked often when he passes will Terry be waiting on the other side. I said definitely Dad. All I can do is picture these two hero’s of mine hunting, fishing , picking blueberries and mushrooms in heaven. Pictures of my father and Terry hang on my wall surrounded by my father’s hunting trophies. Terry take good care of my Dad until we meet again.

Denise Jones
Best friends daughter

October 30, 2023

Rest in peace Wildlife Agent Hoffer.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

August 21, 2019

I was working dispatch that day, in the little Town of Buckley. I remember the call coming over the radio, it is a day that has stayed with me forever. This was not something that happened to our Officers. It was not something that happened in the Buckley area. I was not something that happened...period.

Not only were you a Wildlife Officer you were also a friend.

30 years have come and gone however you have never been forgotten.

Chris (McGreen) McAfee - Dispatcher
FireComm

November 8, 2014

I worked with Terry when he was an officer at the Auburn Police Department, he was senior to me and a great training officer. In addition Terry was a wonderful person who we all miss greatly.

Captain Bill Pitzl, retired
Auburn Police Department - Friend

August 5, 2014

Sir,
I now patrol the area that you did for so many years before you passed. Every time I come to that corner I think of you and try to picture the scene. I have done this same situation over and over during every hunting season and every time I exit my patrol truck to make my unknowing walk up to the hunters vehicle I pray a shot dont ring out. You will never be forgotten in this area or this agency.

rest in peace

police officer
WDFW

November 11, 2012

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 26th 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.

I pray for solace for all those who love and miss you.
Rest In Peace.

Phyllis Loya
mother of fallen officer Larry Lasater

November 10, 2010

Well, it has been almost 25 years and I still have Terry in my heart. See we we're drawn to know one another thru our faith. I miss you still, my brother, and I look forward to seeing you again, in heaven.

bill philley jr.
my close friend at the time

March 13, 2009

Thank you for serving the Evergreen State!
Lynn Kole
Bellingham,WA

Anonymous

November 10, 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
Copyright © 1993 - All Rights Reserved
and may not be duplicated without permission

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

April 29, 2008

On the 23rd anniversary of Agent Hoffer'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. Agent Hoffer is not forgotten.

Agent Zach Perron
Palo Alto (CA) Police Department

November 10, 2007

You are remembered today and thank you Sir for your service

VAnDEnBerghe
Mancheser, Nh

November 5, 2007

Agent Hoffer, even though you are gone, you are not forgotten.

From this Washington resident, rest in peace, sir.

Brenda, daughter of Officer Cliff Miller
Rossford, Ohio, P.D., EOW 14 May, 1966

October 31, 2007

Dear Sir,
Though i was just a kid when you were killed I since became an officer with the USFS. Though our uniforms and duties may differ, our work environments are the same. I work with and know many of your fellow game officers. I have also heard the story of your tragic death. I keep your incident in mind when I conduct similar stops to the one that took your life. Rest in piece sir knowing the lesson you paid so dearly for has not been forgotten. God Bless

Ofc. Shane Wyrsch
US Forest Service-Enforcement

January 20, 2007

G-d Bless.

November 10, 2006

Although I never met you, it is apparent that you have left a lasting impression on so many lives. Thank you for your years of service. Rest in peace, Sir! You will never be forgotten.

Police Officer

January 28, 2006

I thank you for your service and salute you for your sacrifice.

A grateful citizen.

September 23, 2004

Dear Terry,

I will never forget that day; I was playing in the yard just a quarter mile from the Champion Gate where you died. I remembered I heard the shot that killed you, though I didn't think anything of it.... it was elk season after all. I was still in the yard and saw when your partner made the corner from Collins to Main taking you to CMH in Enumclaw. I remember the phone call in the house and my dad cursing and throwing on his jump suit and gunbelt and storming from the house into his car to go find the person who killed you. I had never seen so many cops...everyone came to help, all of my Dad's co-workers from EPD, Buckley, Puyallup, Pierce and King County, Orting, Sumner, Bonney Lake, and Washington State Patrol, not to mention your brother wardens

The hardest part was going to school after that; seeing your daughter every day. I wanted to tell her how sorry I was for her, what a neat guy you were (even though I couldn’t really know… I had only met you a few times.) I felt for her because I knew that it could just as easily had been my Dad. Every time I looked at her I felt scared for him. I hope she is doing well as an adult.

I remember seeing your name at the Rose Garden memorial at the CJTC when I was in the academy. There were far too many names following yours.

A few years ago, on November 10, I wandered outside of my patrol area and visited that place that changed so many people’s lives. With the towering hemlock and Doug fir watching guard, I sat in my cruiser and reflected on how time changes a person's perspective; no longer was I a ten year old boy who was scared for his own father, now I was the officer with a wife and kids. The depth of your sacrifice took on new meaning for me as I thought of what was and what could have been for you and those closest to you.

Almost 17 years have come and gone since you laid your life down for us, but your memory burns bright in the hearts of those you touched.

God bless you Terry.

Anonymous