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Detective Lieutenant Donald A. Robertson

Montgomery County Police Department, Maryland

End of Watch Thursday, March 9, 1972

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Reflections for Detective Lieutenant Donald A. Robertson

Detective Lieutenant Donald Robertson was brave. He gave his life to serve and protect and will always be honored and forever remembered. He's now in heaven with the other fallen angels.
Thank you, Detective Lieutenant Donald a Robertson for all you did, Forever Rest in Peace!

Rachel Blitz
Civilian supporter

March 10, 2024

I'm truly sorry for the loss of Detective Lieutenant Donald a Robertson. He gave his life to serve and protect and will always be honored and forever remembered. He's now in heaven with all the other fallen angels.
Thank you, Police Officer Kyle Olinger, for all you did, Forever Rest in Peace!

Rachel Blitz
Civilian supporter

March 10, 2023

Detective Lieutenant Donald A. Robertson gave his life to serve and protect. He will always be honored and forever remembered. Thank you for all you did, Forever Rest In Peace!

Rachel Blitz
Civilian Supporter

March 10, 2022

Rest in peace always and please know that your heroic death will never, ever be forgotten by your law enforcement family.

Detective Cpl/3 Steven Rizzo
Delaware State Police (Retired)

March 9, 2022

Rest in peace Detective Lt. Robertson.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

March 9, 2022

Detective Lieutenant Donald A. Robertson gave his life to serve and protect. He will always be honored and forever remembered. Thank you, Detective Lieutenant Donald A. Robertsonfor all you did,
Forever Rest In Peace!

Rachel Blitz
Montgomery County, MD (Resident)
Thankful Citizen

April 14, 2021

Det. Lt. Don Robertson,

Today I stopped by the place you died; its not the same anymore. The old station has been turned into an apartment building but your memory is still there. I remember the day it happened like it was yesterday. I'll always remember your kindness, determination and passion for the badge and the community you served. Sadness has taken over this old soul that once knew knew you; I prayed for you and your family at the spot it happened. God bless you for your service

USBP (old & retired)
Friend

February 25, 2021

I will be forever proud of my Dad.

Cherie Robertson Berry
Daughter

December 24, 2018

Cousin,
I'll never forget when your Aunt June and Uncle Francis received the call about your death.
I often think of you and your beautiful family.
You are forever in our hearts.
Love Always, Kathy Pellicci

Family
Cousin

May 15, 2017

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 40th 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 who was murdered in the the line of duty on April 24, 2005 while serving as a Pittsburg, CA police officer.

Time never diminishes respect. Your memory will always be honored and revered.

Rest In Peace.

Phyllis Loya
Mom of fallen California Officer Larry Lasater, Pittsburg PD, eow 4/24/05

March 10, 2012

Det. Lt. Robertson,
On today, the 40th anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of Montgomery County. And to your family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

R.I.P.
USBP

Anonymous
U.S. Border Patrol

March 9, 2012

Dad -

I will carry you in my heart, until we meet again.

I love you,
Cherie

Cherie Robertson-Berry
Daughter

April 8, 2011

Thank you for your service to our community and Department. You are remembered, always.

Police Officer
MCP

June 4, 2010

I'm so proud to be your daughter. I miss you and love you very much!

Just wanted to share a poem that is read at the Montgomery County Police Memorial Service held in May each year. This poem was written by Douglas L. McFee, Sr., for the funeral of my Dad, and his best friend, Detective Lieutenant Donald A. Robertson. These eloquent words have become a classic reading, expressing the thoughts of all who have ever served with the Brotherhood of Police.

OUR BROTHER IS GONE

Today is the day my brother was laid to rest. Today at the service, many of my other brothers were present. We gather, of late, much too often like this; these brothers of mine and I.

Today the rows and rows of blue, of green and grey, the rows of brothers; each of us with a saddened heart, a lump in our throats, and no matter how hard we try to keep it from showing, each of us with tears in our eyes. Because today my brother was laid to rest, and today we feel once again the loss of someone of whom we could be proud, to whom we could relate, someone who cared, who understood, who loved and was loved. We shall miss our brother, but we, unlike many, will not let the passing of time cause us to forget him. We, unlike many, do not forget, because today when my brother was laid to rest, so also was a part of each of us.

Words can be written and songs can be sung, but there is no way that the deep personal sense of loss, the sincere caring, the ability to relate and truly feel the loss of a brother can accurately be expressed.

My brothers have come today from close and far. My brothers have come today because they want to be here, because they feel the same deep emotional loss that I feel. No fraternal order of men can feel more genuine concern or emotion for a brother and his family than these brothers of mine.

Today, when my brother was laid to rest, I was sad and yet proud. Sad and moved by the loss of a brother. Sad and feeling for his family and friends, but proud of him for his chosen career and proud to be a member of the Brotherhood of Police.

Tomorrow, there will be other brothers of mine laid to rest. Tomorrow, there will be other widows and children to mourn their loved one, and I and my brothers know that we also will be there to mourn or perhaps be mourned. This we can accept because it is the Lord who controls the destiny of my brothers and I.

Jenn Klarman
Daughter

April 19, 2010

Another year has passed and you are still admired and respectfully remembered in the hearts and minds of so many. My thoughts and prayers are with your loved ones and friends on this anniversary of your EOW. You will never be forgotten.

James Sheppard
Father of Sgt. Jason L. Sheppard EOW 12/7/06

March 9, 2010

My Dearest Family and Friends

Somethings I'd like to say but first of all to let you know that I arrived okay.

I'm writing this from Heaven where I dwell with Our Lord above. where there's no more tears or sadness just eternal Love. Please don't be unhappy because I'm out of sight, remember that I'm with you every morning,noon and Night.

The Day I had to leave you when my Life on earth was through God picked me up and hugged me and He said I welcome you.
It's good to have you back again, You were missed while you were gone. As for your Dearest Family they'll be here later on.
I need you here so badly as part of my big plan. Theres so much we have to do to help our Moral Man.
Then God gave me a list of things that He wished for me to do, and foremost on that list of mine is to watch and care for you.
I'll be beside you everyday and through out the years, And when your sad. I'm standing there to wipe away your tears.
When You lie in bed at night the day's chores put to flight God and I are close you in the middle of the night.
When you think of my life on Earth and all the loving years, because your only human they are bound to bring you tears.

Please don't be afraid to cry, it does releive the pain.

I wish that I could tell you all that God has planned, But if I were to tell you You wouldn't understand.One thing is for certain, though my life on Earth is over I'm closer to you now than I ever was before.

To My many Friends, Trust God knows what is best.I'm still not far away from you I'm just beyond the crest.

So, If you can help somebody who is in sorrow or in pain, then you can say to God at night my day was not in vain.
And now I am contented that with my life. it was worth while,Knowing as I passed along the way I made somebody smile.
If you meet somebody who is down and feeling low just lend a hand and pick him up as on your way you go.
When Your walking down the street and you've got me on your mind just know Im walking in your footstep only a half a step behind.
And if you feel a gentel breeze or wind upon your face thats me just giving you a great big hug or just a soft embrace.
I will always love you from the land way up above We'll be in touch again soon
PS God sends his Love.

Anonymous

November 5, 2009

YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE.

VANDENBERGHE
MANCHESTER, NH

March 11, 2008

May you always rest in peace and know that you will never be forgotten.

Cpl/1 Steven Rizzo
Delaware State Police

March 9, 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
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and may not be duplicated without permission

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

November 7, 2007

Lt. Robertson,
Thank you for your service. You have not be left behind.
God Speed.

April 29, 2007

Thinking of you today and always sir.

Cpl/1 Steven Rizzo
Delaware State Police

March 9, 2007

We remember, we will always remember


Gaithersburg, Md resident

August 25, 2006

You will never be forgotten!


Delaware State Police

August 22, 2006

God bless you Lt. Robertson. Your spirit lives on in all of us who wear the uniform. Thank you.

December 25, 2004

Rest in peace. The citizen's of this county were lucky to have a hero working the day you died.

Anonymous

December 30, 2003

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