Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Officer Jones,
On today, the 50th anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice-not just for your Community but for our Country as well when you served with the U.S. Army in Vietnam. And to your Family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

R.I.P.
USBP

Anonymous
United States Border Patrol

December 12, 2023

Rest in peace Officer Jones.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

April 17, 2021

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

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

December 12, 2020

Police Officer Henry Lee Jones will never ever be forgotten.

Retired First Sergeant Thomas Webb
New York State Police - Troop "D"

September 9, 2020

My father, H. D. Barrett, Sr., retired from the Atlanta Police Force after 30 years. During the 1970's, he worked the Civic Center detail, with several Atlanta police officers, all of them became like family, as often happens in "Police Fraternities". One of those family members was Officer Henry Jones. Being a big daddy's girl, and with my father working so many hours, I was fortunate enough to be able to spend a lot of time after school at the Civic Center working a part time job in the concessions and as an usher. Like all of my fathers "partners", I got to know officer Henry, and remember him as always being so helpful and polite to everyone, and I mean everyone! But what I remember more than anything was how proud he was of his family. He talked of his mother and wife often, but mostly of his young son. I can't remember a time that I saw him that he didn't have something to say about him. When officer Henry was killed it really affected me. He was the first police officer that I knew personally that was killed in the line of duty. I kept thinking, if I'm this upset about his death, I can't begin to imagine what his family is going through, especially his son. His little boy that he loved so much was now going to have to grow up without this amazing father. I thought of officer Henry often through the years and wondered about his son and what kind of life he had after his father's death. My father retired after 30 years on the force, but unfortunately died within weeks of his retirement. But I still consider my family and me very fortunate that he was not taken from us so suddenly and tragically at the hands of a criminal, like officer Henry and all police officers killed in the line of duty!

Jennifer Barrett
Daughter of retired Atlanta Police officer

December 14, 2017

Uncle Henry you will always remember in my heart.i can still remember you in your uniform how you would stop by aunt Rose you mother house to check in on her and other family member.i was only 6 years old at the time of your passing now 46 wow time passes.i still miss you and love you Philip Gaines

philip gaines
uncle

April 9, 2014

Henry always acheived goals that made us, his family so very proud of him. In elementary school his teacher assigned him to tutor other children who did not understand the lessons being taught. He graduated High School with honors and flowed right into the UNITED STATES ARMY where he received many awards including a Purple Heart. He never complained about having gone to Viet Nam or the injury he received there.He wrote many letters to me, (as I was still in high school) he joked with me about studying and burning the midnight oil. While in service Henry married a beautiful lady Juliette and they had a baby boy, Henry L. Jones Jr. After an honorable discharge from the army he became a CITY OF ATLANTA POLICEMAN. He loved being a policeman. We will forever be Proud of YOU. Christmas has never been the same since you were taken from us just before Christmas. Your son grew up and followed in your footsteps, joining the Air Force and becoming a high ranking officer. Words can not explain how much we miss you, your smile, your humor, your wisdom and your hugs. Sweet rest until God brings us together again.

Betty Simmons-Davidson
Cousin

April 9, 2014

Rest in Peace, Officer Jones. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.

Officer 11169

February 17, 2012

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 38th 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
mom of fallen California Officer Larry Lasater, PPD, eow 4/24/05

December 13, 2011

You are remembered today and thank you Sir for your service

vandenberghe
manchester, nh

December 6, 2007

"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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and may not be duplicated without permission

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

October 8, 2007

Rest in Peace. Always Remembered.

Dy M. Martin
St. Martin Parish Sheriff's Office LA

December 12, 2006