Waterloo Police Department, Iowa
End of Watch Monday, July 13, 1981
Reflections for Police Officer Michael Wayne Hoing
Officer Hoing,
On today, the 40th anniversary of your death i would just like to say thank you for your Partner for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of Waterloo. And to your Family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.
R.I.P.
Usb
Anonymous
United States Border Patrol
July 13, 2021
Thank you for service and please know that your sacrifice will never, ever be forgotten. Rest in peace always.
Detective Cpl/3 Steven Rizzo
Delaware State Police (Retired)
July 12, 2020
A real "Hero" taken.
You helped make this world a safer place to live.
May God grant you eternal peace.
Prayers to your loved ones and to your department.
Det. Billy Russo (Ret.)
Nassau County, NY Police Department
July 13, 2016
Rest in Peace, Officer Hoing. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.
Officer 11169
January 3, 2014
To fully appreciate the heroes of the present, we must recognize our heroes of the past. Your heroism and service is honored today, the 32nd anniversary year 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 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.
I pray for solace for all those that love and remember you for I know both the pain and pride are forever. Thanks to your family for sharing their devotion to you through their reflections.
Phyllis Lasater Loya
mom of fallen Pittsburg (CA) Officer Larry Lasater
January 7, 2013
I would have been 9 when this happened, yet I remember it like it was yesterday. Now as an instructor for Law Enforcement dispatchers I use this story to illustrate to dispatchers there is NO SUCH THING as a routine call! My thoughts are with the family, always.
Tina
June 14, 2012
Hi
I have never forgotten this tragedy and for some reason I have never forgotten the officers names. I was 11 years old.
This event happened the same day my Grandfather passed away.
I am from New Jersey and use to visit my cousins who lived not to far down the road (within bike distance) from the house where this all happened.
I just couldn't believe some idiot would do this because he was told to turn down a radio.
Anyway my sympathy goes out to his family. I am sure its still tough even after 30 years.
Mike Wahl
July 19, 2011
Thank you all for the words. They do mean a lot. I was merely 3 years old when my father was killed. Not a day goes by that I do not think of him, or at least the memory of him as I remember so very little. It is hard to believe this July will mark the 30th anniversary of his and Wayne's death. This year was particularly tough on me as tragedy struck on April 4th when Deputy (Sgt.) Eric Stein of the Keokuk County Sheriffs Department was shot and killed on yet another "routine" call. That suspect was later shot and killed by multiple law enforcement officers.
Within the next year (possibly by the end of this summer), I hope to meet with James Michael "T-Bone" Taylor in person to forgive him in hopes of closure.
I pray daily for the safety of LEO's everywhere. Stay safe.
Travis Hoing
Son
June 1, 2011
I was 11 when this happened. I remember that day like it just happened. I remember it being so very hot-even that night. I just don't know what to say...there aren't any words that haven't already been said, there isn't enough compassion to express it properly. The loss both family's had to deal with that night, can never be filled. As a child, I remember feeling scared when it happened, as I grew up it turned to embarrassment and shame...no one talked about it, like it never happened. But now, as a grown man, I feel nothing but heartache for your family. I have tried to teach my children to respect these men and woman who try to protect us from ourselves. We criticize them on one end, yet we wouldn't want to live in a world without them. Teaching them right and wrong and to respect the law is the best tribute I can do. Not to respect out of fear, but because you do the job that the rest of us are to afraid too. God bless the family of Officer Rice.
Man of Sorrow
Nephew of one of the suspects
April 10, 2010
A hero to more than he knows. ©2004
Emory - Ephrata, WA
brother of Ferry County WA Undersherrif Matthew J Lane
January 2, 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
October 24, 2007
Rest safe in The Arms of The Lord.
July 13, 2006
Words can not express the loss suffered by your family and the community. You will never be forgotten. I remember that hot summer and the the fear that gripped the Waterloo/Cedar Falls area. It was revealed in court, during the successful prosecution of your assailant, that Officer Rice and yourself displayed the ultimate commitment to duty, honor and each other.
Senior Patrol Agent Bradley Neal
United States Border Patrol, CBP
July 5, 2006
On these pages, many people write that they will never forget Officers killed in the line of duty and, Mike, I've never forgotten you.
Your sister was my best friend when we were in grade school and I have lost track of her now but I have never forgotten her nor you. I spent many hours at your home when you were a teenager and we were just little girls.
Last Thursday, one of the Officers from my own police department died as a result of having been shot one month ago. Officer Molly Bowden fought the fight of her life and is an inspiration to us as you are to me. Rest in peace, Mike, you have not been forgotten
Officer Cynthia (Piggott) Crowe
Columbia Police Department, MO
February 16, 2005
I salute you for your service and honor you for your sacrifice.
A hero never dies.....
Rest in peace, hero. God bless.
September 29, 2004
You are not forgotten...you remain a "hero"...
Cleveland Police, Ohio Retired
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