Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Though I was very young when you were apart of my life, I think of you often. You'll always be my uncle "ick"

Anonymous

January 18, 2012

Another round of holidays w/o you and I miss you O' R. I wear your necklace you gave me 24/7 and listen to your last voice message on the tele everyday still makes me misty. I miss you Hunnie

LT HUNNIE
FRIEND

May 9, 2011

happpy christmas robbie love your HUNNIE

LT HUNNIE GUNNIE
HIS

December 1, 2010

I still LOVE you Rick always and I miss your laugh so much. I chat up alot of officers daily and only one Rick. You are always with me and I hurt for you every night. Love Me

LT Hunnie
Girlfriend

July 24, 2010

Rest in Peace, Deputy McHale. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.

Officer 11169

October 23, 2009

Thinking of your loved ones today and everyday. I know the daily struggles they face without you and the terrible pain within their hearts. God, wrap your loving arms around them and help them with their grief and let them feel your presence.
Your sacrifice has not been forgotten.

Brenda Lucas
Mother of Chief Anthony D Lucas, EOW 2-4-2005

March 3, 2009

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 20th anniversary of your death. Your memory lives and you continue to inspire. Thank you for your service to the home state of myself and my cherished son Larry Lasater who was murdered in the line of duty on April 24, 2005 while serving as a Pittsburg, CA police officer.

Rest In Peace.

Phyllis Loya

Phyllis Loya
mother of fallen officer Larry Lasater

March 3, 2009

YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE

Van Den Berghe
MANCHESTER, NH

March 3, 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

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
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

September 12, 2007

Hi Rick,
Sorry it has taken so long, but it's time to let you know you are not forgotten. Your memory has saved many cops, brought me through some tough times and I thank you for that. I can still remember your laugh and not so good singing in the locker room. Remember when we talked about growing up and having kids, "Chu member, member?" Well brother, I got three and I wish you could have met them. I know you and "Chief" are in the clouds on patrol again. Thanks for all the good times and laughs and until we meet again, You will always be in my thoughts. Thanks brother, Alpha-4 10-7 in Heaven.

Senior Deputy Eric R. Fennell
Kern County Sheriff's Department

March 24, 2007

Rick McHale was a Placer County Probation Officer before he went to Kern. He was an outstanding softball player, possessed a winning smile and shared his great sense of humor. Rick had the respect of everyone that knew him.

Ken Englund
Probation Manager (ret.)

September 14, 2006

it's been 17 years this month and i still think about you every day. i've carried you with me to every call since.i still feel guilty we did'nt get there in time, i just hope you've forgiven me. rest in peace brother.

k.c.s.o

March 29, 2006

Deputy McHale, I came upon your name when looking through the "history" of this page. My grandmother worked for the Kern County Sheriff Office years ago. I saw your name and wonder if you two ever met. She was my hero, as you are to many people.

Your memory lives on, brother. God Speed Hero.

Heather D
Ross County Ohio Deputy Sheriff

March 1, 2006

Thank you and God bless you, Deputy McHale, for your noble service and selfless sacrifice in defense of others. You will always be remembered by your brothers and sisters in blue. Rest in heavenly peace, brother.

Deputy Sheriff Karl Gwynne
Pinellas County Sheriff's Office, Florida

March 12, 2005

rest in peace deputy, you are not forgotten.

Anonymous

November 6, 2003

Hi Rick,
You may be wondering why I haven't been bringing my trainees by your memorial any more, well I had a little trouble myself. Just so you know, your memory has probably saved more then a few (including myself). As long as I'm alive I'll remember what happened to you and your story will live on in the memories of many a new officer as a reminder of the dangers involved in this line of work.

Anonymous

Man it is hard to believe it has been almost 14 years since you were taken from us. I have since become a deputy since you died. I can remember you like it was yesterday, talking to you before you left for that call. Everyone at the sheriff's department miss you Rick, Alpha 4 you will never be 10-7 in our eyes!

Anonymous

Alway's Love you Forever

Anonymous