New York City Police Department, New York
End of Watch Friday, March 3, 1989
Reflections for Police Officer Robert E. Machate
I said a little prayer today for Police Officer Machate and his family. He may be gone but never forgotten. He will always be a New York HERO.
Robyn Wilkes
February 27, 2009
I still remember Darren Buneo you and I hanging out on the week end as if it were yesterday. You and Darren were role models for me to be the best cop I could be. God bless you and your family.
John Paccione Detective retired
NYPD
March 21, 2008
Robert
It is hard to believe that 19yrs have past. I remember the phone call to our home of the tragic news as if it were yesterday. We all still think of you and your family. We will always keep you in our hearts.
Captain C. Chamberlain
NYCD RET.
March 4, 2008
YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE
VANDENBERGHE
MANCHESTER, NH
March 3, 2008
Officer Machate,
On today, the 19th anniversary of your murder, I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of New York City. And to your family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy. It sickens me that the scumbag who murdered you was acquitted-all I can is that I hope he got maxed out on the other charge.
R.I.P.
Anonymous
Anonymous
March 3, 2008
Bobby
I still recall every moment of that night when you were taken from us but even more I remember all the fun that we had together. We were the True Lords of Flatbush, you will never be forgotten.
sgt paul poplaski
NYPD
January 2, 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
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and may not be duplicated without permission
Investigator David L Bell
Richland County Sheriff's Dept., Columbia, SC
January 2, 2008
You made the ultimate sacrifice in a valiant attempt to make this world a better place, may the pain your family bereaves be consoled in that fact. I too adorned the same uniform you wore and left it after nine years. I now wear a different one and am privileged to work along side your brother (Tommy). Fidelis Ad Mortem
P.O. Bryan Wilkins
P.B.P.D.
P.O. Bryan Wilkins
December 12, 2007
I remember walking up and down Banner Avenue playing with all the children. I remember going in your house and hanging out with you. I even remember when your baby was born. I remember a lot about those days I was only 1o when you passed and I still today remember the impression you left on me.
God Bless you
P.O. Reich
NYPD OCCB
29 Years old
P.O. Reich
NYPD OCCB
July 17, 2007
.. ii never got to meet my father, but from the stories i heared we sound just alike. My grandmother Vivan had pastd away recently April 20,2007 and i know she is up in heaven with my father and if very happy to be with him. As everyday becomes an adventure i will find more and more about my father. i love you&& miss you
Love always , Nicole Machate
Nicole Machate
my father
May 4, 2007
p.o machate, i walked that foot post at 2215 newkirk ave, shortly before you were killed. what a hell hole, and i wish i had the courage you had . my 19 &half years on the job will never equal the street smarts you had in your short career, you had many medals and many great collars, i wish i could have been there that night. god bless you and your family.
p.o john engebretsen
nypd
March 20, 2006
I remember all too well the legacy of this heroic Police Officer. A real good cop,even a better friend and great role model for the child he would never know. RIP my brother, I know HEAVENS gates are secure.
Darren A. Buneo Det RETIRED
NYPD
January 9, 2006
05/22/04
Each day I try to read the ODMP. Today I read your story. Any officer who dies in the line of duty will always be remembered for his sacrifice. You died a hero. Rest in peace Officer Machate.
Captain Robert W Cannon, Ret.
Vermilion Co, Il. Sheriff's Dept.
May 22, 2004
Thank you Officer Machate for your sacrifice and the courage you displayed in the face of danger. May God bless your sole.
Detective T.Henshaw
Bell Gardens Police Department, CA.
March 3, 2004
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