Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Rest in peace Trooper Lapp.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

December 6, 2022

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

Fair Winds And Following Seas

Anonymous
United States Border Patrol

October 16, 2022

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

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

October 16, 2020

I was an 8 year old child in Lancaster when Trooper Lapp was killed. I am 56 years old now and the memory remains vivid.

A search to remind me of the exact circumstances found this page. I am compelled to offer my respects.

Even as a child I knew his service was immense and it was for the good of his community. Gone, but not forgotten. I hope that time has carried his family and loved ones gently.

In gratitude for those who serve,
Karen Lowell

Karen Lowell
Grateful Community Member

September 3, 2020

40 years ago today you passed. Your memory lives on with your fellow Troopers at the barracks, most of whom were not even born that day. We all know who you are and the bravery that you showed. You did not die in vain. Rest in peace Trooper.

Troop J, Lancaster

October 16, 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.

Your sacrifice was made so many years ago. Evil was, is, and will be a part of life just as goodness such as yours will also be present.

Rest In Peace

Phyllis Loya

Phyllis Loya
mother of fallen officer Larry Lasater

October 16, 2010

Thankyou for your service and sacrifice TROOPER LAPP. You are a true hero for us all to look up too. You will never be forgoten. God bless your family

POLICE OFFICER
PHILA PA

September 29, 2008

Trooper Robert D. Lapp Jr.,

The circumstances of your death are among the most horrific involving any law officer slain doing his duty. To be murdered by another who awaits behind a door is the work of a coward. Those who came to your defense stand among the bravest soldiers of the law. It is what we expect from fellow law officers when we are attacked. None of us that wears a badge can predict what will occur us as we suit-up for our next shift. We accept it as our lot. A legion of law officers who died doing their duty await you at Heaven's door. Engage them and enter Eternity. Well done, trooper...well done.

Cpl. Ralph D. Fiorenza (Ret.)
Pennsylvania State Police

August 2, 2008

I rode my first patrol out of Greensburg in 1966 with Tpr Bob Lapp. He was a true Gentleman and an asset to the PSP. Rest in peace, my friend.

Corporal Robert G. Mertz (Ret)
Penna State Police

July 10, 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
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 23, 2008

May you always rest in peace and know that you will always be remembered.

Cpl/1 Steven Rizzo
Delaware State Police

October 16, 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 16, 2007

Remembering you as the true hero you were. Rest in peace my friend.

Cpl/1 Steven Rizzo
Delaware State Police

December 27, 2006

Rest in peace, time has not forgotten you.

Offc. Michael Walker
Tallahassee Police Department

July 13, 2005

THE POLICEMAN’S LAST ROLE CALL

THE POLICEMAN STOOD AND FACED HIS 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 badges 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 just got to steep. And I never passed a cry for help, though times I shook with fear. And sometimes, God forgive me, I’ve wept many 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 Lord, it needn’t be so grand. I never expected or had too much, but if you don’t, I’ll understand."


There was silence all around the throne where the Saints had often trod. As the policeman waited quietly, for the judgment of his God. "Step forward now, policeman, you’ve borne your burdens well. Come walk a beat on Heaven’s streets, you’ve done your time in hell."

Anonoymus
PSP

I am a Pennsylvania State Trooper. A soldier of the law. To me is entrusted the honor of the force. I must serve honestly, faithfully, and if need be, lay down my life as others have done before me, rather than swerve from the path of duty. It is my duty to obey the law and to enforce it without any consideration of class, color, creed, or condition. It is also my duty to be of service to anyone who may be in danger or distress, and at all times so conduct myself that the honor of the force may be upheld.

My brother, your memory goes on with the fellow Troopers who recite and live these words.

The Pennsylvania State Police