Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Archie's family lived across the street from me in Tempe, AZ. We played together many times along with the rest of the kids on our street. It was the mid-60s and the Beatles were huge. Archie had a great stereo and the records, so we were there a lot. We made a drum set out of Basin Robins 31 Flavors containers, cut out and painted some fancy guitars out of some wood we found, and we entertained ourselves playing and singing along with the Beatles! We were awesome! Sadly, Today was Arthur Jacobs funeral, Archie's father. Art passed away Nov 20, 2023. He was a good man and I know he missed Archie every single day. I enjoyed remembering my friend this week, and the Jacobs family.

Mark Harris
Arizona Neighbor and Friend

November 30, 2023

Archie was a good, good man. At the young age of 11, I lost my brother and knew the world would be without one of the good guys. The day before his death, Thanksgiving, his kindness and compassion were demonstrated. He, his wife and three week old boy, lived above the tiny sheriffs office and the jail. Before we sat down and ate, Archie first fixed a plate for a man they were holding in the jail. It was a stainless steel tray. Archie filled that tray, abundantly, with all of the foods our family had prepared, and would sit down and share together. He carried that tray down to the cell, wished the man Happy Thanksgiving, visited a bit, before returning hate our meal. He cared about people, and had compassion for all. He loved his friends and family so much.

He loved life, shared his joy with all those who knew him, and people knew he was genuine.

It breaks my heart that he left behind his young son, who would not know him. I do know this, Archie would be so proud of his son, Paul, and his two wonderful grandsons.

Archie, you are missed everyday. I find myself wondering often, how life would be so different if that terrible day had never happened. I long for the day that we meet again, and sing praises to our King, together.

Dianna
Sister

August 6, 2021

Archie was my father...I was 3 weeks old the day he died so I never knew him other than through other people that shared memories of him.

Thank you to those who knew him and posted on here, brought tears to my eyes today!

Paul Jacobs
Son

December 2, 2020

Rest in peace Deputy Sheriff Jacobs.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

September 4, 2019

It has taken me 43 years to find my good High School friend, Archie Jacobs. You might think it unusual to loose track of a good High School friend. Not in our case since our fathers were in the military and stationed in Europe. We went to an American High School in Wiesbaden, Germany (General H H Arnold) for our senior year in 1971 only. We did loose contact after graduation as we went to different state colleges. I often wondered why Archie never sent any updates to HS alumni functions. I sadly know why now thanks to the internet albeit a little late in my search.

Archie was a good man as many of the past reflections have stated. Even in High School he always did what was right and equitable. Archie was always there to support and positively influence me as well as others. We did love to kid him about his perfect hair and how he could run a block and every hair would stay in place. So I'm shocked to learn of his passing but not surprised he died in the line of duty as a hero. My best to his family and fellow officers.

Mike Kipphut
Friend

October 2, 2018

That was a terrible day, weather and the accident that took too many lives. You were a good man and officer and helped me inspite of the problems between our respective agencies. You're still missed.

John E De Armond- P.O.
Elkhart Police Dept.

March 17, 2018

Rest in Peace, Deputy Jacobs. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.

Officer 11169

February 4, 2014

"Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God."
Matthew 5:9

Marshal Chris Di Gerolamo
Federal Air Marshal Service

September 23, 2012

You are remembered on this thirty-sixth anniversary of your death. Your memory lives and you continue to inspire. Thank you for your service. My cherished son Larry Laslater 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 diminishes respect. Your memory will always be honored and revered.Rest In Peace

I pray for solace for all those that love and miss you for I know both the pain and pride are forever.

Phyllis Loya
Mom of fallen California Officer Larry Lasater, Pittsburg PD, eow 4/24/05

January 13, 2012

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

January 18, 2008

You are remembered today and thank you Sir for your service

VanDenBerghe
Manchester, NH

November 26, 2007

Thinking of you this day.

Citizen

November 26, 2006

DEPUTY JACOBS YOUR NOT FORGOTTEN.

GILBERT DANIEL

December 7, 2005