Chief of Police
J. B. HambyCatoosa Police Department, Oklahoma
End of Watch: Friday, September 1, 1978
Reflections for Chief of Police J. B. Hamby
He was a great officer. Our town suffered a great loss when we lost Chief Hamby. These are the two special memories I have of Chief Hamby. When I was in high school, sometimes I sat with friends at the nearby cafe. It was a special honor when he sat at our booth. Once when I was on a date with a young man from Tulsa, J.B. pulled us over. I believe he was just checking out the "stranger in town". When John E. got out of the car J.B. looked over at me, I smiled and I know he recognized me. So after checking the drivers license he sent us on our way. He was a good man and a great law enforcement officer.
Linda Phillips Deal
August 30, 2016
J. B was my mentor after I got out of the service in 1974, I was raised in Catoosa and knew him all my life. He further wrote a letter of recommendation for me which started my law enforcement career. He is sorely missed and was a great example of getting the job done.
Wash. Co. Sheriffs Dept. REtired
August 30, 2015
I remember his son in church as a youngster growing up. I never met his father but equate him as a hero like Buford Pusser.
I've heard stories in other big cities that police wait until every body is dead so they only have to do a police report. But Hamby defended. A true hero. The kind of policemen we need more of when there is no time to call for back up. God rest his soul in heaven.
Just a home grown Tulsa boy
November 22, 2013
To fully appreciate the heroes of the present, we must recognize our heroes of the past. Your heroism and service is honored today, the 35th anniversary year of your death. I am priviliged to leave a tribute to you. 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 Lasater Loya
mom of fallen Pittsburg (CA) officer Larry Lasater
April 28, 2013
I remember J.B., My first encounter with J.B. was when I was in CATOOSA to visit a friend my car was a customized and this made it very noticeable causing J.B. to stop me since he had not seen me before, I was asked to exit my car then he proceeded to search it asking me a few questions while doing so. I told him I was on the way to visit a friend telling him my friends name, he stopped searching and replied that my friend was his next door neighbor, which I at that point was glad to hear. J.B. never stopped me again he would just wave and keep going, his reputation was well earned he was tough as they came and I was proud to have known him. ANONYMOUS
September 14, 2011
I was eleven years old when my daddy lost his best friend. This event impacted the rest of his life. I was a little girl who had God, her daddy and J.B., in that order. His impact on society reached farther than just my daddy. He inspired many young people to become servants to thier community. I myself am an E.R. nurse. My daddy and J.B. are swappin tales now, but he will never be forgotten by myself or many others. I miss them both terribly and have several photos to remember him by.
All my love Uncle J.B.
Nikki Powell-Asher, Citizen
My father Jack Powell was his best friend
June 22, 2010
His Judgment Day:
The officer stood and faced his God, Which must always come to pass. He hoped his shoes were shinning, Just as brightly as his brass.
"Step forward now, Officer, How shall I deal with you? Have you always turned the other cheek To my church have you been true?"
The officer squared his shoulder and said, "No, Lord, I guess I aint, 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 too steep.
And I never passed a cry for help Though at times I shook with fear. And sometimes, God forgive me, I've wept an unmanly tear.
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 too much, But if you don't...I'll understand.
There was silence all around the throne, where the saints often trod. As the officer waited quietly for the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, Officer. You've borne your burdens well. Come walk a beat on heaven's streets, You've done your time in hell"
May God be with everyone
Motor officer Terry Pauley
Plano PD Plano, TX
May 23, 2010
I was born and raised in Catoosa and i remember my grandpa telling me stories about Chief Hamby. The one i remember most if its even the fact that Cheif Hamby would take you and make you get a haircut if you was a boy with long hair that got in trouble. I don't if its true it might have been away for my grandpa to keep me out of trouble and to keep my hair short either way it. And I appericate both of them touching my life in many ways. They are both in my thoughts and prayers.
April 17, 2010
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.
David L. Bell
Richland County Sheriff's Department
Columbia, South Carolina
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Investigator David L Bell
Richland County Sheriff's Dept., Columbia, SC
January 9, 2008
I remember Chief Hamby coming to our elementary school and showing us his patrol car when I was in kindergarden. He took time to show a little kid like me the inside of his car and talk with me. 35 yrs. later I still remember
December 22, 2007
I was barely a year old when Chief Hamby's watch ended. People in Catoosa still show deep respect for Chief Hamby and tell stories of his "adventures". I sent intently and listen as a child would his mother at bedtime. He is missed, but his legacy lives on.
Sgt. Andrew J. Wimberley, III
Catoosa Police Department
August 11, 2006
I knew J B from Catoosa as my brother and I worked at Rolling Hills Country Club and J B would drop by the pool often to chat.
Many a Monday he would show up brused and battered from a altercation that weekend.
He was the type officer that would just wade in and confront the situation. No waiting for back-up or looking for help from anyone else.
His life and death left an impression on me as a young man.
June 29, 2006
Chief Hamby your work on this Earth as we know it is done. You are in God's Care now. May you rest in peace brother.
SGT. Daryl Brewer
Clarksville Police Dept. Clarksville, Tennessee
May 13, 2006
The stories of J.B.'s life moved me to get involved in law enforcement, and to do my best everyday.
Officer John Underwood
Inola Police Department
October 11, 2004
Romans 13:4. Rest In Peace.
Darin L. Paul, Special Agent
FBI Agents Association
I had the Honor of working with J.B. Hamby for 61/2 yrs,
he was the best officer I've ever worked with and the bravest man i'll ever know, I love you brother and I miss you, God bless you
Sgt Ron Barnes
Osage co Sheriff's Office
J. B. was one of the old school law enforcement officers, never afraid of anything and always there to help. His courage was well known throughout Oklahoma and those who worked with him knew that they could always depend on him when the going got tough. He is missed, they just don't make them like that any more. God bless J.B.
Assistant Chief Carl Wortham
Sand Springs Police Dept. Okla
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