Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

On this 110th anniversary of your untimely departure we say thank you for your service and please know that no passage of time will ever erase your heroism and sacrifice.

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

August 20, 2020

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 99th 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
mother of fallen officer Larry Lasater

Anonymous

August 20, 2009

Rest in Peace, Sheriff Houpt. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.

Officer 11169

July 28, 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
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Investigator David L Bell
Richland County Sheriff's Dept., Columbia, SC

August 6, 2007

Sheriff, your family remembers. FYI to everyone else, Sheriff Houpt was shot in front of the Garland County Courthouse while chasing horse thieves on 8/17/1910. He died of his injuries three days later. His brother, Deputy Sheriff Sidney Roswell Houpt, was then appointed Sheriff. He’s buried in Ten Mile Cemetery Saline County, Arkansas with his infant son “Baby Jake” and brother Sidney.

Jeff Houpt
N/A

January 2, 2006

You are not forgotten, Sir.

AZ Narc

November 3, 2005