Officer Down Memorial Page

Hey Bro! I bet it's grand there in heaven. I hope to see it someday myself. You are the first angel I will look up. I'm sure you have reached the highest rank by now. Put in a good word for me will ya? :)

Dennis Henley
Section Chief, U.S. Federal Government
May 18, 2012

Hi friend,

The years has past and I've retired from the military. Believe it or not, I'm 50 yrs old now. Still have the memories and still fee the pain. God bless you my friend, and once again I'll see you on the high ground.

Much Respect!

Former Charlotte, NC Officer P2212
April 21, 2012

Robert, you were always there for me during my "rookie"time, you would not allow me to make a mistake,for this I am forever greatfull you were then and always will be my Hero, R.I.P. Robert

officer p.a.taylor p-unit#2101
Charlotte Police
June 30, 2011

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 23rd 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
January 15, 2010

THANK YOU FOR YOUR DEDICATION AND SERVICE TO THE CITIZENS OF NORTH CAROLINA.

YOU'RE THE TRUE HERO......

CPL. JW LOWDER
UNION COUNTY SHERIFF'S OFFICE
January 12, 2008

YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE

VANDENBERGHE
MANCHESTER, NH
January 5, 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
Copyright © 1999 - All Rights Reserved
and may not be duplicated without permission

Investigator David L Bell
Richland County Sheriff's Dept., Columbia, SC
December 26, 2007

Hi Brother,
It has been twenty years since that dreadful night. At times, when I am alone and my mind decides to wonder about my short career in the Charlotte Police Dept. A glance of our last conversation comes to mind. We were at a convenience store on Beatties Ford Rd, old Adam three-10. I had only served on the force just less than two years, and you my friend, being more experienced, telling me to be careful. You said the streets are full of craziness; you never know whom you may meet out there. I listened to your words of wisdom and although I am no longer a Police Officer, your words still guides me in my current career. Officer Smith, a soldier, a patriot and above all, a friend. One day, we will meet on the high ground.

Respectfully,
Formerly CPD#2212

MARVIN McCLENDON
September 9, 2007

Bob and I graduated from recruit school together in 1980. We served the city together until I left the department in 1984. I remember Bob as always having a smile on his face and a great professional attitude about the work we did for the city. I recall running into Bob occasional after rookie school and always enjoying our conversation. I simply stumbled over this web site today but wanted to stop and write my reflections about Bob. May God be with you Bob. I am thinking of you today. May God continue to bless Bob's family and may God bless the Charlotte Police Department and all it's staff.

Police Officer II Daniel Allen Hepner
Former police officer/CPD
November 16, 2006

the night you left us I met with you with a friend of mine. It upsetted you that a fellow officer was acting the way he was towards me and you so badly wanted to fix it. You said you had a plan that night to get us to talk when you received the call to go to Pawtuckett Golf course. You wanted to meet my friend Suzanne so you ask us to wait until you got back from the call becasue you needed to also set up a time to give Suzanne and myself some firewood. You had such a great heart and compassion and I will always remember you. You were a true gentleman and a great friend. Suzanne and I waited for your return that night for 3 hours. We left to go home because we ahd to work the next morning. You never did show up. On the way to a coporate meeting I heard about what happened on the news. I was devastated. My mom always said it seems the good leave young. You were good and you were young and God took you back home. You were too good for us here. Rest in peace my friend.

Friends Always
October 11, 2006

Rest In Peace.

P.O.
APD
April 7, 2006

Brother Smith,

May the road rise up to meet you,
May the wind be always at your back,
May the sun shine warm upon your face,
And the rains fall soft upon your fields,
And until we meet again,
May God hold you in the palm of His hand.

Respectfully,
You’re Brothers in Blue

Untouchables LE Motorcycle Club
December 31, 2005

The policeman stood and faced his God,which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining just as brightly as his brass.
"Step forward now, policeman. How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To my church have you been true?
The policeman squared his shoulders and said.
"No, I guess I ain't because those of us who carry a badge can't always be a Saint."
I've had to work most Sundays
and at times my talk is rough,
and sometimes I've been violent,
because the streets are awfully tough.
But I never took a penny that wasn't mine to keep...
though I worked a lot of overtime when the bills got too steep.
And I never passed a cry for help
though at times I shook with fear,
and sometimes, God forgive me, I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place among the people here.
They never wanted me around except to calm their fear.
If you've a place for me here, Lord, it needn't be so grand,
I never expected or had too much, but if you don't...I'll understand"
There was a silence all around the throne where the Saints had often trod.
As the policeman waited quietly for the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, policeman.
You've borne you burdens well.
Come walk a beat on Heaven's streets.
You've done your time in Hell"

G. HOUSTON
SOUTH CAROLINA
June 9, 2004

Rest in Peace my brother

February 9, 2004