Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 32nd 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, PPD, eow 4/24/05

November 13, 2011

Although your tour of duty is over, you will never be forgotten! May God bless you, your family and your co-workers. Rest in peace my brother

Lieutenant George Monroe Retied
Pulaski Co. Sheriff Dept.

July 4, 2011

Rest in Peace, Sergeant Lowe. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.

Officer 11169

June 8, 2009

WALTER WAS MY UNCLE . I REMEMBER SEEING HIM A FEW TIMES.
I DO KNOW HE WAS A GOOD MAN AND A HARD WORKER. MY AUNT TOLD ME . SHE STILL HAS HIS PHOTO OF HIM IN HIS FIRE FIGHTER SUIT ON THE WALL. HE IS MISSED . LOVE YOU UNCLE WALTER.

mr david harold stricklin
he was my uncle

March 4, 2008

You are remembered today and thank you Sir for your service

vandenberghe
manhester, nh

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

November 20, 2007

You are a true hero to America. Thank you for your service. You are not forgotten.

Deputy
PCSO

September 21, 2005

May you sleep in the arms of the father.
May you wake to the face of the son.
May your precinct be the jurisdiction of heaven.
Until we meet when our work here is done.
Rest easy my brother, we have the watch tonight.

Detective Corporal Donnie Manues
Searcy Police Criminal Investigation Division

July 4, 2005