Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Patrolman Meeks,
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 USMC. And to your Family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

Semper Fi Devil Dog!
A fellow LEO;former Marine

Anonymouw
United States Border Patrol

December 25, 2022

Rest in peace Patrolman Meeks.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

May 25, 2019

PATROLMAN LEONARD MEEKS JR. YOU WERE HONORED YESTERDAY BY A BRIDGE BEING NAMED IN YOUR HONOR. ITS BEEN ALMOST 41 YEARS SINCE YOU PASSED AND YOU SHOULD KNOW THE SILK HOPE COMMUNITY CENTER WAS FULL OF PEOPLE THAT YOU TOUCHED AND SOME YOU NEVER KNEW BUT YOU TOUCHED THEM ANYWAY. YOUR BRIDGE IS ON US 64 EAST OF SILER CITY,NC THE BRIDGE CROSSES THE ROCKY RIVER HERE IN CHATHAM COUNTY. FRIENDS AND FAMILY TRAVELED FROM NEAR AND FAR TO BE THERE TO REMEMBER,REFLECT AND HONOR YOU. YOU ARE MISSED EVERYDAY AND TRUELY LOVED AND MISSED.

TROOPER SEAN CLEARY
NORTH CAROLINA HIGHWAY PATROL

October 26, 2013

My Fathers love. I feel it, even still.
Walking hand and hand, his sweet smile.
His perfect grin,...just a hint that I would get to be a part of his mischievous plan!! .... Green apple bubble gum..(prudence..chew this and blow on your Moma)!!! My Mom doesn't like green apple:).
His voice is there with me, reading books, talking as we walk. So strong and soft. Just the perfect tone.
I ride with him to paint letters. I sit on Pepsi crates, amazed by his hands and perfection in his work. And we get green apple bubble gum....just for my Moma.
I watch him draw his next project, and I sing to him, about butterflies. He hugs me tight. And he smiles...my prudence. I know he is going to drive in his car soon. I think he knows I don't like it.

Every second I wait for him to get home! I run out of my bedroom, down the hall and right into his arms!!! But....I have to wait sometimes to make sure his gun is on top of the refrigerator. It is very important to him.

I watch him shine his shoes. So diligent and proud. His uniform pressed to perfection and his face serious. I know he leaving in the car. He is so proud, shoulders straight. Head up, with the most amazing hat, that he is most proud of. His uniform is impeccable. As is his heart and attitude.

Moon pies, RC cola, riding in his white pick up....changing the gears..to me it seemed hard. His smile was so sweet. And he knew I was amazed by everything he did. And I know that he was amazed by me.

As I am by child.

I have so much to tell of my Father. And so many memories. He was a wonderful and loving Daddy.

Christmas day was so happy! Santa Claus brought me a doll, and I could not wait for him to get it out of the box!! He was so calm. And loving. "prudence, I'm trying, hold on"

He put on his perfect uniform. And drove off in his car.

I heard the car pull up...!!! My Daddy is home !!!!!! I ran down the hall,
It wasn't him... Men in the uniform.. With the hats...talking to my sweet and broken Moma.
The names of these Troopers I do not know. But, the look on their faces I will never forget. I stood there, confused. I knew the car. And the uniform....so, where is my Daddy?

I was sent to my room. I heard my Mother crying. But, I knew when I saw them.
He was gone.

Still....my Father is with me. His love is with me.
I can close my eyes and seem him. His hand holding mine. With a moon pie! With his grin. In his perfectly pressed and lint free :) uniform. Shinest shoes, and hat. Silver and black car. His white t-shirts and paint spots on his pants.

I miss you Daddy. I miss you everyday. I love you so much, and I know you are here with me.

Prudence

Tonya
Daughter

October 13, 2012

Patrolman Meeks,
I had the opportunity of meeting your family tonight. Your son was in a wreck, but thankfully he'll be ok. I'm sure you know this, but you've got two fine children that sadly had to grow up without you physically there with them. I also had the pleasure to meet your wife. She did a great job taking care of everything after you left, but it sure was hard on her. Her Christian faith has sustained her, and what a blessing that is. She sure spoke highly of you too! God bless.

Senior Trooper
North Carolina State Highway Patrol

April 19, 2010

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 37th 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 and NC native Larry Lasater

December 30, 2009

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

December 27, 2007

You are remembered today and thank you Sir for your service

VanDenBerghe
Manchester, NH

December 23, 2007

God Bless you Trooper, and hope your family has a very Merry Christmas. Thank you along with all law enforcement officers for your couragous service. God Bless you ALL! - jon.

Jon, Rookie School

December 25, 2005

Thank you for your service. May you never be forgotten Mr Meeks Jr. You have earned that and more.

April 16, 2005

God Bless

shannon Yates