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Police Officer Jamie Allen Roussey

Baltimore City Police Department, Maryland

End of Watch Wednesday, March 8, 2000

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Reflections for Police Officer Jamie Allen Roussey

Go easy bro, 18 years just rushed by. 99-02

Ofc Bona

March 10, 2018


Lt. Ray Flores
N.Y.P.D. (retired)

March 8, 2017

I posted this on Facebook this morning but this seemed an appropriate place to share.

Hand to God, this happened last night.

It’s been 15 years since Jamie Roussey, a 22 year old police officer died in a traffic accident while attempting to help a fellow officer.

I didn’t know Jamie. I do know his dad but I haven’t seen Vince Roussey for at least 10 years.

When Jamie died, I bought a commemorative T-shirt from Vince. I gave it to John, my husband. When John died almost two years ago, it became mine. I don’t wear it often, it’s John sized but I pulled it out from the bottom of my dresser a few days ago. I remember looking at Jamie’s shirt and making a conscious effort to decide on it. I put it in my trunk to wear when I went to the barn.

Last night I went to the barn, changed into my breeches, boots and Jamie t-shirt and started grooming my dirty horse. From behind me I heard a voice.

“That’s my brother.”

I spun to see a young woman I didn’t know smiling. At first I couldn’t figure it out. There was no person standing next to me. Who could she be talking about? She pointed to the t-shirt.

“Jamie?” I asked.

She nodded. It flashed through my mind – how crazy is this? To be wearing a Jamie t-shirt when his sister just happened to be at my barn? Then she turned to me. “He must be here, looking down at us.”

I thought it was a nice sentiment. Her brother watching us from heaven. Then she said, “I’m wearing his running shirt.”

I looked. Sure enough it was a police department t-shirt. Grey, mine was blue but it was Jamie’s.

She said, “I had to dig it out from under a bunch of clothes to wear today.”

We both smiled. We talked for a few moments. I told her to tell her dad hi. She left, I’m sure thinking lovely memories of her brother who died 15 years ago.

What is the statistics for something like this? Two people who don’t know each other, happen to have grabbed t-shirts of one girl’s dead brother and wear them the same day, at the same time and meet each other AT A HORSE BARN.

I shivered, but not in a bad way.

I do believe that Jamie was there last night. He found a way to bring his sister and I together, to show her that he was around. That he was watching out for her. I’m not sure if John was involved, but it seems likely to me. It was his t-shirt and I’ve been thinking about him a lot lately. It would be like John to give a kid the opportunity to show his sister that he was still there. That love can't die, even if the person who loved you does.

Somehow, John and Jamie managed to make this happen. To show two people how much they are loved, even from heaven.

After Jamie's sister left a huge storm rolled into Catonsville.

When it ended there was a double rainbow.

Thank you guys.

Debbie Redmon

May 1, 2015

I can't believe it's been 15 years. I miss seeing you that smile. We miss you

Kelly Wildy

March 9, 2015

It is hard to believe 15 years have past. Your friends miss you very much.


March 8, 2015

You still make us smile...a penny for our thoughts.


February 28, 2015

Hey Jamie yesterday I rode in the 2014 Police Unity Tour in your Honor for the second year in a row. You are greatly missed and thought of often by myself as I go through my years in law enforcement. I remember working with you in the Western District R.I.P Jamie

Cpl Hurley #219
Hyattsville City Police MD

May 13, 2014

Rest in Peace brother. You are in my thoughts often. I will ride for you this week in the Police Untiy Tour for the second year in a row. I tell people about you and how we got to work together in the western and how you were taken away from us far to soon in life.

Cpl S. Hurley
Western Dist fellow officer

May 7, 2014

Rest in peace brother. Always locked, cocked ready to rock stand proud 99-02

classmate 99-02

March 29, 2014

Uncle Jaime,
Im your nephew that you never met, Im sure you were amazing man. My dad misses you very much and i wish i could of met you.
Love, Jordan.

Jordan Roussey

January 10, 2013

Reast in peace and may god bless you brother in blue.Thinking and remembering you today


March 8, 2012

Just wanted to say I miss you bud.

Kelly (EMT)

March 8, 2012

Jamie, it has been just shy of 12 years since you were killed. I can still remember the look of pain in your fathers eyes when I met him after you died.

You are missed by more than a few and you have not been forgotten.

Police Officer Richard L. Waybright II.
Baltimore City Police Department

February 9, 2012

Just wanted to say hi we all miss you very much.

kelly w

March 8, 2011

Just wanted to say hi we all miss you very much.

kelly w

March 8, 2011

Planning my trip to OC and thought of you...we STILL miss you. Hope you will be with us in spirit!!!


July 2, 2010

Rest easy brother

MPO Bona
University of Maryland Police College Park

March 12, 2010


I Thought of you with love today, but that is nothing new. I thought about you yesterday, and days before that too. I think of you in silence, I often speak your name. All I have are memories and a picture in a frame. Your memory is a keepsake, with which I'll never part. God has you in His keeping, I have you in my heart.

It has been 10 long years and at the same time seems just like yesterday we were together. I miss you dearly and not a day goes by that I don't think of you and the time we shared. Going through that was the most difficult time in my life. I am a stronger person now, but I still cry for you. I was blessed to have you in my life.

In loving memory of Jamie Allen Roussey EOW 3/8/00.


Anne Arundel County Fire Dept.

March 10, 2010

A decade has passed but you have not been forgotten for true heroes live forever. Continue to keep watch over your family and close friends. Thank you for your dedicated service to law enforcement.

Bob Gordon
Father of Chicago Officer: Michael P. Gordon, EOW: 8/8/04

March 8, 2010

Another year has passed and you are still admired and respectfully remembered in the hearts and minds of so many. My thoughts and prayers are with your loved ones and friends on this anniversary of your EOW. You will never be forgotten.

James Sheppard
Father of Sgt. Jason L. Sheppard EOW 12/7/06

March 8, 2010

My thoughts and prayers are with your loved ones and friends on this anniversary of your EOW. Continue to keep watch over them and those still out on patrol watching over the Thin Blue Line. You will never be forgotten.

James Sheppard
Father of Sgt. Jason L. Sheppard EOW 12/7/06

March 7, 2009


I talked about you tonight to someone close to me. I know you're in a better place but it still stings knowing that you lived but a brief moment. In that short time you touched a lot of people in a positive way. I miss the workouts and talks. Rest easy brother. 99-02 will always be locked, cocked and ready to rock-stand proud!!!

MPO Bona
University of MD Police College Park (former classmate 99-02)

March 4, 2009


Van Den Berghe

March 11, 2008

Law Enforcement Memorial Prayer

Dear Lord, law enforcement is not an easy task to do,

Yet, there are many who choose to wear the shield.

They serve each day, to the oaths they swore are true,

Protecting and serving, a safer, better world to build.

Lord now we gather to pay our deepest honor,

To those of ours officers, killed in the line of duty.

It matters not the style of shield they wore,

Only that they served with pride, and honor.

Lord all that matters is that they were one of us,

Serving wherever needed, richest mansion to dirtiest alley.

Confident and proud, highly honored by the peoples trust,

So they carried a shield, mindful of all their sacred duties.

Lord you have called several of ours home to glory,

The race with life for them is now done.

Peace, blessed peace, in safety, forever now with Thee,

Welcome rest, now in heaven for all of eternity.

May time never erase the sacrifices that were made,

May no officer ever fall alone, to lie cold in their grave .

May those of us still serving, remember well the price they paid,

May their memories stand forever as those who went down brave.

Lord give us courage to carry on, to still live and care,

To not be vengeful or bitter, to simply trust Your word it true.

May we always cover with pride the shield we wear,

To honor all fallen officers, whom we now commend to you.

You are truly missed, my friend.

kelly W

March 6, 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
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

February 11, 2008

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