Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Officer Harry Davis, Jr.

Washington Metropolitan Area Transit Authority Police Department, District of Columbia

End of Watch Monday, December 20, 1993

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Reflections for Officer Harry Davis, Jr.

Gone, but not forgotten.
Continue to keep watch on all of us from your platform in the sky.

Sgt. T. J. Jones
Greater Cleveland Transit Police Department

September 13, 2012

You were my uncle and I loved you deeply. I was about 7 years old when you passed and I remember you always played games with me when we lived together. Im now 27 years old and I have a son who is 3 months. I vow to make sure he knows who you were and what kind of good you did. Grandma (your sister) still mourns you as does all of us. I miss you, and I love you SO much.

Monika Woodard
Your niece

August 20, 2012

As the 40th anniversary of our high school graduation draws near, I wanted to stop and say you are remembered by many of your classmates.

M.G. Daston

May 19, 2012

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

Officer 11169

February 4, 2012

Think of you often Big H, especially around Christmas time. My thoughts and prayers go out to Cathy, Derek and Donald and the rest of your family. You were a good friend and had a heart of gold!!

Miss ya...
Brian Manion


December 21, 2011

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 18th 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 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.

I pray for solace for all those who love and miss you for I know both the pain and pride are forever.

Rest In Peace

Phyllis Loya
Mom of fallen California Officer Larry Lasater, Pittsburg PD, eow 4/24/05

December 20, 2011

Although the days, months and years pass, the memory of your sacrifice is overshadowed only by the good times we shared and the character you exhibited in inspiring others. RIP my friend until we meet again.

Metro Transit Police

December 20, 2011

Another year has passed but there are moments in life when I wish I could bring you back, spend the day with you just one more time, give you one more hug, or hear your voice again. One more chance to say I love you. Still miss you so very much.

Cathy M Davis

December 20, 2011

Officer Davis its been many years since that night I met you in Landover shortly before you left this earth for a better place. I often think of you this time of year, you are not forgotten.

David Hoovler (Former PGPD Officer)

December 15, 2011


Red roses grow in heaven, Lord, pick a bunch for me ~ place them in Harry’s arms & tell him they’re from me ~ tell him that I love & miss him & when he turns to smile ~ place a kiss upon his cheek & hold him for awhile ~ because remembering him is easy ~ I do it everyday ~ there’s an ache within my heart that will…never…go…away…

Cathy Davis

December 20, 2010

Officer Davis you are not forgotten. RIP

Det. Michael Kane
Boston Police Dept.

December 20, 2010

Fifteen years have passed but you have not been forgotten. Continue to keep watch over all of your loved ones and close friends. You are a true hero.

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

December 20, 2008

15 years ago today. You will never be forgotten!


December 19, 2008

Officer Harry Davis, Jr.,

The circumstances of your death are repeated far too often. The surprise shooting of an officer is performed by low-lifes and cowards, those who have little respect for law and even less respect for themselves. We who wear the badge stand for law and order and those who die in the process are deemed to be a hero among heros by all of us, for we are your brothers and your sisters. We grieve for you and for those who are close to you. We must take your sacrifice as something to bring us all even closer together. Our promise is to treat one another with respect and honor. To recognize that to kill one of us to kill some part of all of us. Embrace those who have made the sacrifice before you and stand tall among them knowing that you have done your duty and you have done it well. To you we render a final salute.

Cpl. Ralph D. Fiorenza (Ret.)
Pennsylvania State Police

November 19, 2008

You are remembered today and thank you Sir for your service

Pat Van Den Berghe, Manchester, NH
Neighbors for a Better Manchester, NH

December 11, 2007

This coming December will have been 14 years since you have left us and I can still remember as if were yesterday. You are a true role model for the family. You have been there for us in many ways and for that I am grateful. I miss you just as much as I miss my own father. I go to your grave site every now and then and just reflect on how much you have meant to so many people including myself. Thank you so much for showing nothing but love and kindness to every person that had the wonderful opportunity to meet you. I love you very much and may you rest in peace.

Jimale "Mark" Kirby

November 16, 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
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

September 27, 2007

I have heard so much about you and I cant even remember you. But You are one of the family member that I would love to have met. But rest in peace and just know that my father speaks highly of you as if you were a brother than a cousin. I know you, grandma, and uncle butch are watching over me....I love u and u will forever remembered

Paula Kirby

July 25, 2007


I was only 17 years old when I became a Vol. Firefighter. You was a mentor to me and didn't even know it. I did turn out fine. I'm 41 today and have accomplished so much. Thank you so much.

Retired Firefighter, K.J. Green, Sr.
Fairfax County, Va.

July 24, 2007

There's not a day that goes by that I don't think of you and the othe family members who have passed on. Our lives have not been the same since your untimely death and I can't wait until we see one another again. Your granddaugher is splitting image of you. I know Donnie and Derek have made you proud.

Until we see each other again....

Jowan Kirby-Williams
Affectionately known as Uncle Jr. but actually cousin

July 24, 2007

Some memories you carry in your heart for your entire life. I will never forget that ill fated day God called you home. You will always be with me Brother. Rest in peace.


April 11, 2007

It's been 13 years since Brother Harry Davis was called home. I can still remember hearing the news, what a sad day for Ofc. Davis' family and coworkers.

Keep a watch over your family & friends. YOU ARE TRULY MISSED & LOVED!!!!

You are in our thoughts and prays.


December 19, 2006

Fallen but NEVER forgotten.

Mother, daughter, sister, and granddau. of LEO's

December 10, 2006

I can recall the buzz in the department when word got around that “…Harry Davis is coming back!”

“Who is he?” I asked several people. I had been with the department for just over a year, and had never met this mystery man. They explained to me that Harry had left the MTPD for military duty, and then worked for another agency (I can’t recall where, but I think it was “Down South”). He was now coming back for his “second tour” with the Metro Transit Police.

It seemed that everyone had a fond memory or story about Harry, and I anticipated him walking into roll call like he owned the place…

He didn’t. He was kind, sincere, and friendly—even to the “rookies” like me who had so much less experience and yet were now “senior” to him on the roster. I am glad to say that I got to know Harry before I left the MTP, and can still recall the way his imposing physical presence was complemented by his gentle demeanor. In uniform, he defined the term “Military Bearing:” Tall, fit, and “Squared-Away.” On the street, he exuded a calm and quiet confidence. He made it look easy.

I quickly came to understand why Harry was so well-regarded in the department…

Harry was killed less than a year after I left D.C. Two hours north yet worlds away, I didn’t learn of his death until a friend of my wife sent us a newspaper clipping about Harry’s funeral. It was accompanied by an innocent note that seemed somehow tasteless: “Did Matt know this guy?...”

Yeah. I knew him. And I still can’t think of a man less-deserving of that fate. I still think of Harry often. Because I know…If it could happen to him, it could truly happen to anyone of us.

It’s been 13 years since I left the Metro Transit Police. It saddens me to know that in that time, two brother officers have been lost. My heart is with the men and women of the MTP, and with the families of Harry Davis and Marlon Morales. May they rest in peace, and never be forgotten.

Detective Matt Hufnal
Haverford Township Police Department (Former MTP Badge #380)

January 2, 2006

Harry, I and the other members of the 8830th MP BN miss you and all that you brought to your work. You were a fine soldier and a dedicated police officer. I think of you often and tell your story with pride. You are alive in my thoughts and memories. You should know that I went on to become a police officer myself and I carry you with me as do my job. My you rest in peace my brother.

CPT Kevin A. Strange
U.S. Army Military Police

April 27, 2005

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