Officer Down Memorial Page

This is so sad to read. God help us all.

Marvin Otis
Melbourne resident
March 14, 2012

I Love You Papa. I Miss You Everyday. Today One Of Your Sisters Was Shot And Killed. Another Fallen Officer, Due To Senseless, Shameful Acts. As Sad As We Are For Her Tragedy, It Just Brings Back Memories And Sadness Of Your Loss As Well. I Think About You A Lot. I Wonder How Different My Life Would Be, Had You Been There To Watch Me Grow Up. It's Been A Long Time, Papa. I'm 20 Now. I'll Be 21 In Six Months. That's Fifteen Years. I Miss You Everyday And For The Days To Come. I Have Your Pictures, And Your Badge. You're In A Good Place, I Know. But I Also Know That The Best Place For You To Be Right Now, Is Here With Us. With Me. You Have A Great Grandaughter Now, You Know. She's Dusty's Little Girl. And She's An Angel. I Know She'd Love You Just As Much As I Do. She'll Know All About You When She's Older. I Can Promise You That. I Tell People About You. I Even Met An Officer With Your Memorial Sticker On His Squad Car. He Said He Put On His First Uniform When He Attended Your Funeral. They Still Remember You, Papa. And So Do I. I Love You To The Stars And Back, And I Always Will. I'll Never Forget You. You Were, Are And Always Will Be My Hero.

Nicole
Grandaughter of Deputy Warner
March 7, 2012

Rest in Peace, Deputy Warner. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.

Officer 11169
February 5, 2012

Ray...
I was living in SC when you were so tragically taken from us.
I came home for a visit and saw all of these 'Remember Ray' bumper stickers, with the Sheriff's Star emblem on them. I called BCSD and learned of your death.
Thank you for your service to our community and especially for your 'veritable force of nature' presence in my son's life when he was a teenager and you responded to a complaint about him. He still sorta trembles when he talks about that day (he's 40 now).
May your family and loved ones, co-workers and folks in our community remember you dearly and strongly.

I will always "Remember Ray"!

Roberta Victor
family friend
December 18, 2011

Ray, I was working South precinct the night you left us. I can still hear the radio traffic in my head like it was yesterday not 15 years ago. I hope you are resting in peace brother, you may be gone physically but your good works and soul will never be forgotten.

Deputy Matthew J Liotta
Henry County Sheriff's Office, TN
August 2, 2011

For Deputy Sheriff Raymond Warner:

Our duty as law officers is full of peril and danger. Each of us who wears the badge recognizes that the primary power lies within ourselves, and those who we partner with, to keep us safe. We regret that Ray would lose his life in a situation that any law officer can face tomorrow. We are grateful that Ray was with another law officer who was able to bring immediate justice, rather than a second life be lost.

We pray for Ray's family, friends, co-workers and all who care about him. May they remember Ray as a protector of the public and a noble soldier-of-the-law in addition to any relationship as they know him.

I am proud, both as a retired state trooper and a retired Lake County (FL) deputy sheriff, to render Deputy Ray Warner a hearty and final salute.

Cpl. Ralph D. Fiorenza (Ret.)
Pennsylvania State Police
October 10, 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 © 1999 - All Rights Reserved
and may not be duplicated without permission

Investigator David L Bell
Richland County Sheriff's Dept., Columbia, SC
October 2, 2007

Deputy Warner,

On this the anniversary of your leaving us in the physical sence, we pay tribute to your spirit. Tonight, the Evening Watch of the Henry County Georgia Police Department will hit the street in your honor. Please watch over us as we continue your fine work.

For the entire shift,
Sergeant V.T. Rosen

Sergeant V.T. Rosen
Henry County Police Department
June 13, 2007

Ray brought a lot of laughter to his friends. Ray is still missed by many of his friends. I treasure the experiences Ray sharded with me and the education he provided to me as a new deputy. Ray enjoyed fishing and sharing his off time with family and friends. Ray was taken that night for a reason unknown to his friends but his memories are still with us. He is truly missed by all at the camp.

Deputy Bruce Dowdy
Brevard County Sheriff's Office
April 24, 2007

Deputy Sheriff Warner, thank you for your service. Continue to watch over your family and your brothers and sisters in uniform.

Michelle - wife of Retired LEO
July 25, 2006

11/03/04

Gone but not forgotten. Thank you for your service and sacrifice. Rest in peace sir.

Captain Robert W. Cannon; Retired
Vermilion County Illinois Sheriff's Dept.
November 3, 2004

Ray -

I didn't really know you. I was only introduced to you a couple of times during my 4 1/ 2 years of employment as a
Telecommunicator with the Brevard County Sheriff's Office.

I wasn't on duty at the time of your death; however, I heard
the whole call on the radio - from the start to the finish. I
couldn't believe what I was listening to. This was the first,
and hopefully last time, I heard such a horrible thing.

I hope you are resting in peace. It's been over 7 years
since I left BCSO but I wanted to let you know - you will never be forgotten. From time to time, I STILL remember June 13, 1996.

As a former co-worker, I'm sorry it has been this long after your death for a reflection to have been left. It was only
recently I was told of this website.

I hope your family has been able to heal from losing you
in such a horrible fashion.

Barbara Arnovitz
Rockledge Police Dept.
January 14, 2004

The Policeman stood and faced his God.

Which must always come to pass.

He hopes 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, Lord, I guess I didn't.

Because those of us who carry badges

Can't always be a saint.

I've had to work most Sundays

And at times my talk was rough.

And sometimes I've been violent,

Because the streets are tough.

But I never took a penny

That wasn't mine to keep.

Though I worked a lot of overtime

When the bills got just to 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 to much,

But if you don't I'll understand.

There was silence around the throne,

Where the saints had often trod.

As the Policeman waited quietly,

For the "Judgement of his God."

"Step forward now, Policeman."

You've borne your burdens well.

Come walk a beat on Heaven's streets,

You've done your time in hell.

(Anonymous Author)

Anonymous

Ray, I didn't know you, I started working at BCSO after you died. But you have not been forgotten by your coworkers. There were many people who loved you and miss you to this day. I thought you should know that.

Have you ever wondered what dispatchers think of you?

It's hard for us to understand the hell that you go through.

You told me once that you have been a cop for many years.

You briefly talked of good times, but never of your fears.

Every day you prattle on, your chatter fills the air.

I sometimes wonder if you have a clue who's in my chair.

My nerves seem wrapped around my throat; I wait for your "10-4."

I breathe a little better when I hear your voice once more.

Life would become difficult for those you left behind

If you were cut down needlessly by a fool who lost his mind.

I imagine that it's on your mind each time you draw your gun.

I think about it every day before my work is begun.

I see the black band on your badge and it gives me a chill

To recognize the darkest evil lives in this world still.

I force myself to smile when I know you're watching me.

I'm hoping that you'll never ask, "Is that a tear I see?"

It troubles me to think that I may not hear you again,

You're much more than a cop to me - you have been my friend.

If anything should happen, I would miss you every day.

I promise you I'll do my best so harm won't come your way.

But sometimes I don't have control; it's then I say a prayer.

Help me, Lord, to keep them safe - let them know I care.

Don't let them know I worry, just let them be all right.

I pray that You'll be with them throughout the day and night.

Lord, if their lives are ended by bullet, crash or knife,

I ask that You would be there with their grieving husband or wife.

Let their children be comforted, knowing until the end

It was the good of all mankind their parent did defend.

There's never time to say this when I'm on the radio,

But I have two things to ask of you, old cop, before I go.

I really do respect you; you've survived the job this long.

Please answer when I call you, and forgive me when I'm wrong.

June 5, 1998

Dispatcher Michele Hriciso
Brevard County Sheriff's Office, FL

Rest in peace. We have the watch now.

Inv. Michael Walker
Tallahassee Police Department

I WORKED WITH RAY FROM 1983 TO 1983
HE WAS A GOOD COP..!! HE WILL BE MISSED

DEPUTY SHERIFF JEFF SCHACKART
BROWARD COUNTY SHERIFF