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Patrolman Daniel DuRoss | Atlantic City Police Department, New Jersey Atlantic City Police Department, New Jersey

Patrolman

Daniel DuRoss

Atlantic City Police Department, New Jersey

End of Watch: Tuesday, September 24, 1963
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Reflections for Patrolman Daniel DuRoss

 

RIP.You will never be forgotten.

Anonymous
November 1, 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 11, 2007

"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 11, 2007

You are remembered today and thank you Sir for your service.

Pat Van Den Berghe
October 13, 2007

Always remembered sir.

Cpl/1 Steven Rizzo
Delaware State Police
October 1, 2007

God Speed, Brother.

P.O.K.Murphy
Union PD, NJ
August 30, 2007

I wasn't born yet, however, I have heard great stories. Aunt Joan and you made a CUTE couple. Dave A from PPD rode down to WDC. He etched your name from the wall. I have it in my car for Aunt Joan. I know we're not getting any younger. As soon as I can, which, I hope is sooner than later. I will give it to her. She sounded so excited when I told her about it...:o)

xo,
gina marchini


October 11, 2006

On this 36th year today of your departure, a brother officer from across the bridge would like to say that you are always remembered.

Cpl/1 Steven Rizzo
Delaware State Police
October 1, 2006

Officer DuRoss, your sacrifice is not forgotten. God holds a special place for those who give their lives in the service of others. Rest in His peace, Brother.

Sgt. Bill Richardson
Anchorage, Alaska PD
January 8, 2005

Rest in peace my brother.

Police Officer
Burlington Township PD
October 12, 2004

Rest in peace motorman.

Ofc. Michael Walker
Tallahassee Police Dept.
April 21, 2004

 
 

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