Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

My Big Brother & My Hero,
There is never a time that I think of you that it does not bring tears to my eyes. In time we only learn how to better manage our emotions...the pain of losing you has NEVER lessened; nor has it gone away. The day you ere laid to rest, a piece of each one of us was laid to rest with you, as well. You were the best brother,husband,son,father and Law Enforcement Officer that anyone could ask for. All my love, Your sister Sherri

Sherri L. Robinson
Bill's Little Sister

February 4, 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
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Investigator David L Bell
Richland County Sheriff's Dept., Columbia, SC

October 23, 2007

Dear Grandpa,

Even though I never got to meet you, I miss you very much. My mom misses you very much and Grandpa and Grandma Miner miss you too. Love you

your granddaughter
Leah Marie Stansbery age 10

September 21, 2007

Dear Daddy,

I am so very proud of you and I am proud to be your daughter. I miss you so very much. I hope that you are able to see your grandchildren from where you are, and know that we talk of you often. You will never be forgotten. Your Loving daughter Amy Ann Miner Stansbery

September 18, 2007

R I P Town Marshal Miner, thank you.

Mike C
Boston MA

June 27, 2007

G-d Bless.

April 26, 2007

Rest in God's arms, hero...never to be hurt again. Keep watch over your family.

Wisconsin L.E.O.

October 17, 2006

Rest in peace young Brother William, you are a true hero and will never be forgotten.


Son of G. Truman Wortham EOW 7/15/73

May 28, 2004