Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

I think of Kenny from time to time, but not often enough. We partnered in a radio car a number of times, and I remember him vividly, as a quiet and fine man, and a terrific policeman. I know he left a family and I hope they're all well. They have much to be proud of!

Andy Rosenzweig

Lt. Andy Rosenzweig (Ret.)
NYPD, 41 Pct.

February 20, 2008

YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR POLICE AND MILITARY SERVICE

VANDENBERGHE
MANCHESTER, NH

December 27, 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

December 20, 2007

I had the pleasure of working with Kenny while assigned to the 41Pct Anti crime Unit.Kenny was a big strong man with a quiet demeanor and a heart just as big,I consider myself very fortunate to have worked alongside a true American hero.Kenny I know I speak for all the members of the 41Pct Anti Crime Unit,when I say you will always be missed.

Det Ronnie Perks
NYPD retired

February 23, 2007

Officer Mahon, thank you for your service. Continue to watch over your family and your brother's in blue!!

Michelle - wife of Retired LEO

June 6, 2006

Officer Mahon,
On today, the 31st anniversary of your murder, I would like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice-not just for your community, but for our Country as well when you served in the U.S. Army in Vietnam.

R.I.P.
Anonymous

December 28, 2005

MAY GOD BE WITH YOU FOREVER.DAMN SHAME!!

DET
NYPD BRONX NARCOTICS

August 2, 2004

Rest in peace, Kenny. The day you gave your life was my son's first birthday. Each year I think of your sacrifice, and the kind of man you were. Proud and lucky to have worked with you.

Lt Dan Sullivan (ret)
NYPD

May 26, 2004