Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Police Officer Roy Lee Stanley

Navajo Division of Public Safety, Tribal Police

End of Watch Saturday, December 5, 1987

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Reflections for Police Officer Roy Lee Stanley

Rest in peace always knowing that your service and sacrifice will never, ever be forgotten by your law enforcement brethren.

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

December 5, 2020

Officer Stanley,
On today, the 31st anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you to you and your Partner for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of the Navajo Tribe. And to your Family and loved ones one, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

R.I.P.
USBP

Anonymous
United States Border Patrol

December 5, 2018

When this month rolls around I am transported back to the earlier years of my childhood. I recall the hurt, confused and foggy days after this tragic day but I also remember what you have done for the men in this family. We all wanted to make a difference in the lives of the people around us and to become what our grandfather and what you had emulated for us. I tell other individuals in my life how the traits that you possessed help me become the best I can be without any excuses. We all miss you but what you have given us lives with us forever. Every morning I pray and offer my pollen so you can protect us even now, Thank you uncle for all you have done and continue to do for the Tachinii family.

Tachinii Clan
Nephew

December 6, 2015

Came across the tragic story today. Thank you for your service.

Ann
San Bernardino, California

January 15, 2015

Rest in peace my brother.

Deputy T.B. Dorsey
Pitt County (NC) Sheriffs Office

December 5, 2012

"Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God."
Matthew 5:9

Marshal Chris Di Gerolamo
Federal Air Marshal Service

December 4, 2012

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 24th 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 Larry Lasater, PPD, eow 4/24/05

December 5, 2011

even though i did not know you , i see your pictures of you and your family, i see your sons and your wife and your grandkids, seeing what they are still going through ,missing you to this day. your oldest son following in your foot steps. you were just starting your life with your family and that was taken away from you. they still talk about you and listening to their stories you are a good father and husband. thank you for all that you did and many blessings to you and you are not forgotten.

a family friend
an in law

June 29, 2011

R.I.P. OFFICER STANLEY AND OFFICER BEGAY, YOUR SACRIFICES ARE NOT FORGOTTEN. TODAY, ON THE 23RD ANNIVERSARY OF YOUR DEATHS, "A" SHIFT DEDICATES OUR WATCH TO YOU BOTH. REST EASY BROTHERS, YOU ARE NOT FORGOTTEN, WE HAVE THE WATCH. CONTINUE TO WATCH OVER US.

SGT. J.L. SLAUGHTER
RADFORD POLICE DEPARTMENT, VA

December 5, 2010

"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 © 1993 - All Rights Reserved
and may not be duplicated without permission

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

March 5, 2008

To my little brother....I still think of you and I see images of you as if you left yesterday. It's almost Christmas and I remember the time you were on top of the mesa, trying to sing to "Silent Night, Holy Night". You sounded terrible but it was funny. It was hard for me to accept that you were gone forever, but now I know.
Silent Night, Holy Night to you.
miss you
love your sister,
Mary Lou Fatt

Mary Lou Fatt
SISTER

December 7, 2007

I remember hearing of your murder 20 years ago. Rest easy Officer Stanley, Your fellow officers salute you.

B.E. Cain
B.I.A. Ret.

December 5, 2007

My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family on this anniversary.

Former N.H. Police Officer
Fauquier County, VA

December 5, 2007

You are remembered today and thank you Sir for your service

Pat Van Den Berghe, Manchester, NH
Neighbors for a Better Manchester, NH

December 4, 2007

Uncle,
I miss you and leaving us was very hard on me and rest of the family. But I know you are in god's hands and we all miss you. I love you, forever. RF

Randell Fatt
Nephew

September 28, 2007

A TRIBUTE FROM A FELLOW CLASSMATE
Navajo Police Academy - Window Rock, AZ.
The date is now: Wednesday, May 23, 2007

Just to let you know, a memorial monument is being dedicated to you, Andy, Richard and some of the others this coming Friday, 5-25-07. Currently there are only, I believe, Ford, Bighorse, Tommy Y., JR Butler, Simeona, and I whom are left from this LE graduating class. Through the years, the following poem has stayed with me and believe it best describes Law Enforcement Officers. This poem has been a favorite of mine and memorized most of it, as it reflects the 20+ years you would have been in LE.

The Charge of the Light Brigade
Alfred, Lord Tennyson

1.

Half a league, half a league,
Half a league onward,
All in the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.
"Forward, the Light Brigade!
"Charge for the guns!" he said:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

2.

"Forward, the Light Brigade!"
Was there a man dismay'd?
Not tho' the soldier knew
Someone had blunder'd:
Their's not to make reply,
Their's not to reason why,
Their's but to do and die:
Into the valley of Death
Rode the six hundred.

3.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon in front of them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
Boldly they rode and well,
Into the jaws of Death,
Into the mouth of Hell
Rode the six hundred.

4.

Flash'd all their sabres bare,
Flash'd as they turn'd in air,
Sabring the gunners there,
Charging an army, while
All the world wonder'd:
Plunged in the battery-smoke
Right thro' the line they broke;
Cossack and Russian
Reel'd from the sabre stroke
Shatter'd and sunder'd.
Then they rode back, but not
Not the six hundred.

5.

Cannon to right of them,
Cannon to left of them,
Cannon behind them
Volley'd and thunder'd;
Storm'd at with shot and shell,
While horse and hero fell,
They that had fought so well
Came thro' the jaws of Death
Back from the mouth of Hell,
All that was left of them,
Left of six hundred.

6.

When can their glory fade?
O the wild charge they made!
All the world wondered.
Honor the charge they made,
Honor the Light Brigade,
Noble six hundred.

Copied from Poems of Alfred Tennyson,
J. E. Tilton and Company, Boston, 1870

Everett Greyeyes, Sgt.
Navajo DPS - Kayenta Police District

May 23, 2007

Officer Stanley, thank you for your service. Continue to watch over your family.

Michelle - wife of retired LEO

July 12, 2006

Mever have I ever let any thoughts of anger controle
my emotions. Now is not the time to let my guard down.
You are one, in my mind to be strong in heart to do
a job that required you to put 100 percent of your mind and soul where it was needed a few hours of the day.
You knew that your family was always there for you, and
that wasn't an issue because you had more than you or any
other person could ever give to loved ones. To this day
people still relize that you will always be there for your family heart and soul. Always remember that you and my father inspired me to shoot for my goal and I have another person behind me pushing me along telling me not to give up... Don't look down at us with tears of sadness, look deep inside and you will see that we are happy you both had you'r time with us you'r loved ones. Now is the time to be happy to see us all grow, knowing that you both will always keep our minds, hearts and soul strong.

always a family friend jerome begay

Detention Officer Jerome Begay
Kayenta Police Department

May 6, 2006

I asked a Medicine Man why you had to go
And he said, “He’s not gone. He’s still here among us.
Look for his presence in the rainbows,
In the early morning ground fogs,
In the desert slow rainy days”.

“Listen and you will hear his footsteps
In the first dawn lights,
In the last lights before night fall,
In the moon light beam colors”.

“Listen and you hear his laughter
In the new officer’s first day out,
In the officers teaching the new people,
In the officer’s caring and sharing road experiences”.

The Medicine Man said, “He’s not gone. He’s still here.
He is only gone if he is not in your hearts,
Your thoughts and your prayers.
He is part of you, you welcomed him as such”.

CI Rodger J. Yazzie
NDCI Kayenta Police District

May 5, 2006

I am very proud and honored to have served with my friend and patriot in both the United States Marines and the Navajo Police Force, we met in the Corps, then went to the Police Academy together, he was an outstanding marine and a fine poice officer, I will always remember him, Ooh Yay, Grungy Jarhead!!!!

Former Police Officer ML Fuson
Chinle District

May 4, 2006

The sacrifice you made was not your calling. But the piece of medal we wear upon our chest gets heavy with each call we get. It also serves as a reminder of those that have made the ultimate sacrifice for that piece of medal. The badge does not stop the tears or the blood, but the memories will live on in the lives you touched and bring a piece of happiness to those you leave behind.

Rest in peace and God bless your families in their times of memory.

Captain

May 2, 2006

Thank you and your family for your ultimate sacrifice to help keep our Navajo Nation safe. My family and I will never forget.

M Shirley
Daughter of Navajo Officer(retired)

March 30, 2006

Rest in Peace the watch is ours


Pechanga Indian Reservation

March 15, 2006

Rest in peace blue angel.

S. Yates
Concerned citizen

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