Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Officer John Norbert McVeigh, Jr.

California Highway Patrol, California

End of Watch Saturday, April 17, 1993

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Reflections for Officer John Norbert McVeigh, Jr.

"When a good man is hurt, all who would be called good must suffer with him.”

Euripides

Marshal Chris Di Gerolamo
Federal Air Marshal Service

September 24, 2015

I WORKED WITH JOHN IN WESTMINSTER AND WAS SADDENED UPON LEARNING OF HIS DEATH. HE WAS A TRUE TROOPER. MANY YEARS LARE I RETIRED IN MORRO BAY AND DEDICATED MY OWN MOTORCYCLE RIDE TO HIM BY RIDING THE ROAD NAMED AFTER HIM. RIP.

MOTORCYCLE OFFICER ANTHONY ( CHILECHOKER ) HERRERA # 9878 CHP A FOREVER FRIEND.

January 21, 2014

Dear Officer McVeigh: On this sad anniversary I had to leave a reflection for you...your sacrifice was so severe. No one who wore the Blue and Gold should ever be forgotten....so it is time to say Thank You for your service, your sacrifice and for being such an honorable man. Rest easy now Angel. Others are covering your beat now.

Love,
Your new "aunt"
Aunt LoVae

LoVae Pray Martines, Law Enf. Liaison
MADD, San Bernardino County

April 17, 2012

Rest in Peace, Officer McVeigh. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.

Officer 11169

October 22, 2009

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 16th 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 who was murdered in the line of duty on April 24, 2005 while serving as a Pittsburg, CA police officer.

Time never diminishes respect. Your memory will always be honored and revered.

Rest In Peace.

Phyllis Loya

Phyllis Loya
mother of fallen officer Larry Lasater

April 17, 2009

I just returned from a trip to SoCal. While driving on 198 to I5 I happened upon the John McVeigh Memorial signage. What a shock. John McVeigh was my best friend when I was a little kid living in Daly City and attending Our Lady of Mercy grade school. Our families were great friends and we spent many happy hours running around the neighborhood. He played the accordian and was a supremely nice guy. Our families lost touch when we moved to San Jose, but I always remember our last get together listening to the Rolling Stones on the radio. He lives on in my personal memory book as a great childhood friend and friendly face.

Vikki Mee

Vikki Mee
Old Friend

December 5, 2008

"All Roads - All Codes"

In 1992, Officer McVeigh was named "Officer of the Year," in King City.

No fellow California law enforcement personnel killed in the line-of-duty, should be forgotten.

Officer McVeigh, may Your Soul Rest-In-Peace

Maj M. B. Parlor
USMC / LAPD

April 17, 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

November 21, 2007

I thank you for your service and salute you for your sacrifice.

A grateful citizen.

September 27, 2004

MY BROTHER, MAY GOD BLESS YOU AND MAY YOU REST IN PEACE. A HERO FOR SURE. YOU SERVED WELL.

CHIEF RONNIE WATFORD-RET.
JEFFERSON POLICE DEPT,S.C.

April 17, 2004

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