Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Patrolman Michael Angel Rosa

Rock Springs Police Department, Wyoming

End of Watch Saturday, July 15, 1978

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Reflections for Patrolman Michael Angel Rosa

Jasmine Rosa, sorry for your loss, i cant say any more, but i know someone who knew and respected your Dad, very much

Nicholas Lee Wales

October 25, 2018

I just visited The Law Enforcement Memorial in Judiciary Square. So many names. Gone 40 years, seems like way less time. Never forgotten.

Christopher M Rosa. Proud Son

September 22, 2018

It’s nice to come back to this page from time to time and see another life who was touched by my father ❤️ The 40th Anniversary of his sacrifice is coming up this month. Gone but never forgotten...

Jasmine Rosa
Daughter

July 3, 2018

Just watched this story on city confidential. Amazing this corrupt officer got away with murder you keep secret his illegal activities. My sincerest condolences to the surviving family of Mchael Angel Rosa. Though this man may have escaped justice on this plane he will no doubt be served up in the afterlife.

John Dozier
Private citizen

April 4, 2018

God bless the Rosa family, and give you peace. My family and I were in business in Rock Springs during those days, and virtually everyone knew of the crime and corruption that infested the town. I hope you find comfort in knowing there are very many people who believe Michael was a good officer, fearlessly trying to his duty. I didn't know Michael personally, but have tremendous respect for him.

Mark Haddock

July 25, 2017

I knew Michael Rosa in Rock Springs. He went by another name at first the name was Carlos Pacheco. Some friends and I were working at the Silver Dollar when he came to work as a bar back. We were living in a hotel and I think he must have thought we were prostitutes (we weren't - but there were plenty in town. Mainly at the BBQ Shack ran by Mr. Dottsy). We were going to leave Rock Springs and Mike brought over his son and daughter to our hotel to say good bye to us. I always wondered if they remembered that?
One friend of ours stayed in Rock Springs and she called us the night he was killed. She worked at the hospital and told us he came in DOA.
We were very sorry to hear about that.

Janet Maxwell
I knew him in Rock Springs

November 27, 2016

I remember well the events of that night, though at the time, my life revolved around achieving high levels of success in sports. At the time, nothing scared me, but I was very naive to what really controls law, lack of law, politics, and capitalism. Yes, I was naive to the power of money. No one I knew thought for a second that Cantrell was innocent. Everyone knew he was shot in cold blood, over laws being bent, broken, and shattered for money. Years later I waited tables in Laramie, where Ed C was a regular customer. I remember being scared of him, even though he seemed old and maybe even frail. Yours should not have been the broken family. But know, your father is forever. Not just in your heart, but in the eyes of most every resident in Rock Springs in that time period.

B Brown

March 22, 2016

I was 15 at the time of this incident. I remember well conversations about this incident among my parents and local friends. I grew up in Rock Springs, and with my later experience in Law Enforcement this case has always interested me. I have never believed for a minute that Ed needed to defend his life. He was only in fear of being caught. I grew up with the children of Rock Springs Mobsters, and Drug dealers, some of which are drug dealers and criminals today. It has taken many years for Rock Springs to settle down. I remember when Don Anselmi was executed in his home alone with another unnamed man in Anselmi's home after rumors of Don going States Evidence. I have no family left in Rock Springs, and have only been there once since I graduated in 1982. Officer Rosa's family can be very proud. An Air Force brother of mine, Duane Pacheco is now the Chief of Police in Rock Springs. Officer Rosa has paved the way for a more peaceful Rock Springs. God Bless

Sgt. Anonymous

January 14, 2016

July 1978......I believe you, Rosas. I was in Rock Springs for one very frightening night, on a cross country camping trip with my younger sister. We slept in the car, on that main street. Only night in my life I slept with a bowie knife in one hand and the other on my sister, who I made sleep in the back seat, just in case. Asked a cop for help, he told us to get out of town before dark. Or we could sleep underneath our stuff and he would try to be sure we were safe, but no guarantees, better to leave. Never looked at my face, looked left and right as if he himself were afraid.

After dark, all kinds of things were happening. It was the most frightening night of my entire life, and I'm almost some 40 years on now.


He was not your dad, but another good man.

I believe your story.

Passed through Rock Springs July 1978
Human being

August 17, 2015

God continue to bless you Mike and thank you for protecting your wife and children to the bitter, bloody end. I know you have watched over them and continue to watch over their beautiful children now as well. I never heard my father weep until the morning he phoned me with the unbelievable news of your murder...he is with you now and no doubt still you two are still having your friendly arguments..your story and your truth continues..we have had the luxury of getting old thanks to you, and you remain forever 29..and forever in our hearts.

Debi Smith
sister-in-law

August 29, 2014

IN HONORE CASORUM
Gone, but not forgotten.

Sgt. T. J. Jones
Greater Cleveland Transit Police Department, Ohio

July 15, 2013

Ms. Rosa,

I lived in Wyoming when this happened and Ed Cantrell was hiding at the Spence Ranch in Dubois, Wyoming while waiting for the trail of the murder of your father. I was 13-14 then and I remember seeing the Spence/Cantrell guys in town a few times. I never met your dad but I know he was working in a very dangerous town during a "lawless" time with the oil & mining workers and drug dealers running around. One thing is for sure, Ed Cantrell was no hero...he was a murderer and Gerry Spence has always been an unscrupulous lawyer looking to make a name for himself and sell books.

The Rosas can be proud of their Father.

JCG
None

December 1, 2011

Although I think of my father often, I am thinking of him more than ever these days. In one month I will walk down the aisle without him leading the way much like I have walked through my entire life without his guidance and protection. I was barely a year old when my father was ripped from our lives so suddenly. I often wonder how different my life would have been if I had him there for all the important things that daddy's are supposed to be there for. My first boyfriend, my first actual date, my prom, my first broken heart, my graduation, the birth of his grandson, the ailing questions of who am I and what on earth am I here for? I often wonder what a different person I would be if I had had the love of a father to teach me the things that only a father could. Now one of the most important days of my life is here again and im doing it without his advice or his blessing. I can only hope he will be proud of his grandson as he walks me down the aisle stepping in to fill such important shoes. Although I could not think of a better, more fitting "stand-in" I truly hope you are watching on that day and that I do have your blessing. You gave everything to protect and serve others, including raising your children, all to do the right thing and for that I AM PROUD TO BE YOUR DAUGHTER but I miss you terribly. Every night we play out in the band I know you hear the song I sing to you and as long as there is a breath in me I will continue to do it. Thank you daddy for giving up so much to teach your children the greatest lesson in life, doing what is right is sometimes the hardest thing you will ever have to do, but there are times you must do it no matter what the cost. I love you and you are my hero.

Jasmine rosa
Youngest daughter

October 8, 2011

i do not know my heroic grandfather, Michael, but the stories iv been told tell me he was a very noble man and, believes that he could have made this world a better place... i may have have never known my grandfather but for him to make a sacrifice for our family means the world to all of us, to give up his to save ours. we miss him very very much and i do to, i wish i would have been able to meet this mysterious but heroic man that I've been told stories of. i hope that one day i can follow in his footsteps and try to change the world to be a better place as he did. my three aunts, my father and my uncle loved him very much.if i could have met the man just once, just to get to know him in the flesh, that would be the best gift in the whole world, i wouldn't ask god for anything else but to get to know my heroic grandfather, Michael Angel Rosa.:)

shelby marie rosa
grandaughter 14

February 12, 2011

Your heroism and service is honored today, the thirty-second 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 line of duty on April 24, 2005 while serving as a Pittsburg, CA police officer. He was also your fellow Marine so I also bid you semper fi.

Time never diminishes respect. Your memory will always be honored and revered. I pray for the solace of all those who love and miss you for I know both the pain and pride are forever.

Rest In Peace.

Phyllis Loya

Phyllis Loya
mother of fallen officer Larry Lasater

July 15, 2010

Many times I have come to this page and read the remarks. I always wanted to leave something but I was too afraid. I'm not afraid anymore. I was five... I remember my mother and father arguing about him leaving the house to go to his undercover spot. My mother was crying and begging him not to go... He knew he was going to die that night. He said he had to go because they were looking for him and if they found him there with us.... (Well, you fill in the blank). I am convinced he saved our lives that night because they did come looking for him at our home. They messed the place up looking for something and left. A few hours later other officers came to bring us the news... The events of that night and the weeks after are something I will never forget. The effects still linger to a degree. We didn't have the perfect family with the white picket fence, but we did love eachother the best way we knew how. I am a firm believer in everything happening for a reason although I don't always understand it or think it's fair. The individuals involved got to live or are living out the rest of their days with their families. Only the Universe truly knows why.... RIP Daddy and thank you for the ultimate sacrifice.

Roxanne Rosa
Daughter

June 14, 2010

Officer Rosa. The Lord knows that truth. May your family find some comfort in knowing what a true hero you are. God Bless


Ohio
summit county

Anonymous

March 17, 2009

He was admired by friends and family. A very incredible person. He would take his shirt off his back. Everything he ever accomplished was not in vain.... A Brother, A Uncle, A Husband, A Father, A U.S. Marine, A undercover officer.... He will always be remembered and missed.

Robert Rosa
Son

April 10, 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

February 22, 2008

I remember this sad Day, I was a new Deputy with one month of service under my belt (in another Wyo. county) it shook me to my core so very unbelivable. Patrolman Rosa, I honor you and will always remember you, though we never met you made a large imprint on me about doing the right thing, you are responsible for the begining of a great change in a very corrupt time. You have been in my thoughts often throughout my 28 years of law enforcement service. Thank you and rest in peace.

D. Moore
Retired

March 13, 2007

There is not a single day that goes by I dont think of my dad and what he stood for. Direct Honesty, integrity, his family. My dad Michael Rosa is my hero, I wish he were here to know his 3 grandchildren, Shelby 10, Chance 6, Ethan 3. Not only is he a hero in uniform, because i grew up with out him from the age of 4, I spend the time I have with my daughter like it is the last.

Christopher Michael Rosa

December 15, 2006

My father is my hero for standing up in the manner he did.

Christopher Rosa
Son

December 15, 2006

Michael was killed just before he was to testify to a state grand jury about governmental corruption and organized crime in the Rock Springs area. His reports disappeared at the time of his death.

He died doing what he swore to do - his duty to uphold the laws of Wyoming and to protect the people of the state of Wyoming. He is an unknown and unsung hero.

R.I.P.
A fellow officer

Detective Johnston
Sacramento Sheriff's Department

December 12, 2006

Mike,
you are truly an inspiration to Law Enforcement and I honor your dedication to protecting the citizens of Wyoming.
Vios Con Dios Mi Primo

Ranger Roberto M. Sheets
Arizona State Parks

March 6, 2006

Patrolman Rosa,
As one officer wrote in another fallen officer's reflection-"No fallen officer should be without a reflection." I would like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of the city of Rock Springs.

R.I.P.
Anonymous

June 19, 2005

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