Officer Down Memorial Page

I've asked for information about you all my life. And here you are, honored and named. Your daughters never forgot you, your wife didn't remarry. There was only you for them.

Your eldest daughter, Virigina was my mother. She always remembered riding on your shoulders in the shoal waters of the Columbia River. She was thirteen when you died and she carried the grief of your loss all of her life.

I've seen the picture from when you and my grandmother were married. How happy and young you both were. I know you loved her and your daughters well and deeply.

You were killed by mistake as I've been told. The person who killed you thought you were another "red-haired" railroad police officer.

I'm sorry we didn't have you in our lives as we did my dad's dad.

I tell the stories I know about you to your great grand-children and as long as one of us is alive, you will never be forgotten.

Jane A Summers
Granddaughter
January 29, 2011

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