Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Rest in peace Officer Johnson.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

March 11, 2022

I am a member of the FOP, and took notice of 45th anniversary of your passing. I was very young when I used to live next door to him and his family. Rachel was my childhood friend. I remember hearing of his death, and my parents were hit hard by that. I thank him for his service to this city. I pray that time has eased this pain, and thoughts are with you all today.

Sandy

Sandy Dell'Aguzzo
Former neighbor

October 20, 2020

On this 45th anniversary of your heroic and untimely departure I’d like to reiterate my previous reflection and say that you are always remembered by your law enforcement brethren.

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

October 20, 2020

Rest in peace always knowing that your sacrifice will always be remembered by your law enforcement brethren.

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

August 1, 2020

To fully appreciate the heroes of the present, we must recognize our heroes of the past. Your heroism and service is honored today, the 38th anniversary year of your death. I am privileged to leave a tribute to you. 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

Phyllis Lasater Loya
mom of fallen officer Larry Lasater

December 23, 2013

I am not an officer, but served on the jury that convicted Atremus Johnson's murderer. I was 21 at the time. My condolences to the family

Randy Wiesner

July 17, 2013

although i was olny 3yrs old when he died some of my first and fondest memories were of him holding, laughing, and loving me and my mother cardell johnson and my older brother william bradley in phila on 25th st.he had the best smile and i remember his glasses i always tried to wear another 1st memory i have is of his daugther rachel she used to always pick me up in her arms i remember thinking she was so beautiful.even though our time togeather was short i still hold those memories close. i joinrd the airforce as well left after 8 yrs of service as a staff sergeant so i hope i made his memory proud as well today is my moms birthday so we always go to dinner and talk about him and the good man he was i hope he's looking down on us all with love and pride from heaven

Rodney C. Bradley/Ssgt. U.S.A.F.
Stepson

March 1, 2013

Hello Granddad...

It seems that I have grown to become just like you...a Police Officer! Though I'm military (Airforce), I do plan to join Richland County Police Department when I finish my time in service. I wish that you were here, I know that you would be proud of me. You should be very proud of your daughter granddad, because without her, I don't think that I would have become the woman that I am today. She talks about you alot and how she wishes you were here. She misses you dearly! But I know you are watching over us...you have four beautiful girls granddad, and we all look just like you!

Rest in Peace!

A1C Shanisha T. Watkins
42 Security Forces, Maxwell AFB/Granddaughter

February 17, 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

January 24, 2008

As is the case with all heroes such as yourself, you will never, ever be forgotten. May you rest in peace always.

Cpl/1 Steven Rizzo
Delaware State Police

October 20, 2007

You are remembered today and thank you Sir for your service

Pat Van Den Berghe, Manchester, NH
Neighbors for a Better Manchester, NH

October 17, 2007

Bless you Father, So many years has gone by and I can still see your face. You were my hero! I love you so much, and miss you dearly. It's been so hard growing up without you in my life. I often wonder what it would have been like if you were still here. You have two precious grand-daughters and a great-grandchild on the way. I remember your smile and the sweetness of your voice. I am truly your twin. You will always be remembered and in my heart forever! I truly believe that you are my angel, watching over me. Rest in peace with God and I will forever love you! You are never forgotten!

Rachel Cassandra Johnson Watkins
Daughter

December 7, 2006

Godspeed Officer Johnson


The Final Inspection

The policeman stood and faced God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining,
Just as brightly as his brass.

"Step forward now, policeman.
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To my church have you been true?"

The policeman squared his shoulders and said,
"No lord, I guess I ain't,
Because those of us who carry a badge
can't always be a saint."

I've had to work most Sundays,
and at times my talk was rough,
and sometimes I've been violent,
Because the streets are awfully tough.

But I never took a penny,
That wasn't mine to keep
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just too steep.

And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at time I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.

I know I don't deserve a place
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around
Except to calm their fear.

If you've a place for me here, Lord,
It needn't be so grand.
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't I'll understand.

There was a silence all around the throne
Where the saints had often trod.
As the policeman waited quietly,
For the judgement of his god.

"Step forward now, policeman,
You've born your burdens well.
Come walk a beat on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in hell"


Author Unknown

Donna
Philadelphia citizen

October 20, 2005

DAY IS DONE,
GONE THE SUN,
FROM THE HILLS, FROM THE LAKE, FROM THE SKIES.
ALL IS WELL, SAFELY REST,
GOD IS NIGH.

GO TO SLEEP, PEACEFUL SLEEP,
MAY THE SOLDIER OR SAILOR, GOD KEEP.
ON THE LAND OR THE DEEP,
SAFE IN SLEEP.

LOVE, GOOD NIGHT,
MUST THOU GO,
WHEN THE DAY, AND THE NIGHT NEED THEE SO?
ALL IS WELL. SPEEDETH ALL
TO THEIR REST.

FADES THE LIGHT;
AND AFAR
GOETH DAY, AND THE STARS SHINETH BRIGHT,
FARE THEE WELL; DAY IS GONE,
NIGHT IS ON.

THANKS AND PRAISE,
FOR OUR DAYS,
'NEATH THE SUN, 'NEATH THE STARS, 'NEATH THE SKY,
AS WE GO, THIS WE KNOW,
GOD IS NIGH.

A Brother In Blue

Detective Troy S. Pilivi
Box Elder Narcotics Strike Force (Utah)

October 20, 2004

On the anniversary of your death, I salute you for your service and honor you for your sacrifice.

A hero never dies....

Rest in peace, hero. God bless.

October 20, 2004