Patrolman
Frederick D. Vacha
Cleveland Police Department, OhioEnd of Watch: Wednesday, June 20, 1973
Reflections for Patrolman Frederick D. Vacha
RIP my Brother.
Deputy S. Yates
Covinton County Sheriff's Dept. (Mississippi)
June 28, 2010
GONE BUT NOT FORGOTTEN BROTHER. R.I.P. WE HAVE THE WATCH.
SGT. J.L. SLAUGHTER
RADFORD CITY DEPARTMENT OF POLICE
June 20, 2009
Dad,
I have come across this web-site in the wake of the parole hearing. I'm so glad I did because it's nice to be able to come to this site and see your face anytime that I want.
Although it was a long time ago, hardly a day goes by that I don't think of you. I miss you and love you, always have and always will!
Tanya
Tanya
Daughter
March 30, 2008
There is an online petition to keep Fred's Murderer IN jail he is up for parole May 2008
Search "Fred Vacha Petition"
Bill
High School Friend
March 21, 2008
You'll never be forgotten.
Your brothers at CPD are making sure the POS that murdered you will be staying in jail for life.
R. Thompson
March 14, 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
December 31, 2007
Fred
I went to high school with you and remember you.
I found this site while searching for your name "Fred Vacha Died Duty" and found another site which led me to this one
Thank you and your family for your sacrifice
Bill Tomsick
Son of Adolph Tomsick Cleveland Police Detective - retired 1972 died 1993
Bill Tomsick
High School Classmate
October 9, 2007
HEROs Live Forever !!!
God Speed Brother, you will NEVER be forgotten.
January 7, 2007
You are still remembered
September 19, 2006
Rest in Peace Brother...your legacy lives on. You will never be forgotten as you live within the hearts of us all. Watch over all of our brothers from the CPD who have made the ultimate sacrifice as well asall of the brothers and sisters who have done the same. Rest in Peace Blue Angel....you are missed.
CPD
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