Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Officer Robert Harold Harrison, Jr.

California Highway Patrol, California

End of Watch Friday, January 11, 1974

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Reflections for Officer Robert Harold Harrison, 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 remember you. I was only five years old when you passed. You were friends with my dad. We were neighbors in a four-plex. The night you passed there was a flurry of calls to our house. My mom made me get of bed, something bad had happened. My dad, my uncle, and several other uniformed officers arrived at our home. We all walked across the driveway that dreadful night to inform your wife that you had died. I'm sorry you passed so young. All these years later, and that night still haunts my memory. I reflect on your memory, I'm glad you were friends with my dad. Your death hit my dad hard. And any time we lose another officer I immediately think back to that night.

Melissa Minor-Heinrichs
Daughter of Sergent Ron Minor (Retired).
Friend of Bob Harrison.

September 13, 2014

It has been over 38 years since Officer Robert H Harrison left us (his family) and he has been thought about thousands of times. We all miss our brother/uncle. Time has not erased our love nor memories of him. The awful day he departed this life is indelibly ingrained in our hearts and minds.
I still shed a tear each time I reflect on Officer Robert H Harrison, my dear brother-in-law.

Jeanette Harrison
Sister-in-law

February 1, 2012

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 36th 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 murdered in the line of duty on April 24, 2005 while serving as a Pittsburg, CA police officer.

To his family, I hope that you are in contact with the California regional chapter of COPS if you reside in California. I pray for the solace of everyone who misses and loves Officer Harrison.

Rest In Peace

Phyllis Loya
mother of fallen officer Larry Lasater

January 14, 2010

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

Officer 11169

October 22, 2009

As my career's end is coming closer, I decided to check and find those who had lost their lives during the year I was hired. While it's been a long time, I'm sure those you left behind and served with disctinction have kept you alive in their memories. Thanks for your service and for looking out for us you left behind. Rest in peace Officer Harrison.

Sgt. Robert Mau Sr.
PD Joliet IL

December 16, 2008

YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE

VANDENBERGHE
MANCHESTER, NH

January 3, 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

Many years have passed, but your service and sacrifice is still remembered.

To the family of Officer Harrison, in case you don't know about this, I want to let you know how well the CHP remembers its fallen heroes. At their Academy in Sacramento, they have a beautiful Memorial Fountain circled with brass plaques of each fallen officer's name. Each week, the cadets polish the plaques and salute the fallen heroes. Each May, they hold an memorial ceremony. A Roll Call of all fallen heroes is part of that ceremony, which includes a bell toll and moment of silence.

Your officer will never be forgotten by his CHP family.

Michelle Walker
Wife, CHP Lt. Michael Walker EOW 12-31-05

January 9, 2007

On the anniversary of your death, may God grant you eternal peace and bring comfort and peace to your loved ones.

January 11, 2005

05/16/04

Each day I try to read the ODMP. Today I read your story. Any officer who dies in the line of duty will always be remembered for his sacrifice. You died a hero. Rest in peace Officer Harrison.

Captain Robert W Cannon, Ret.
Vermilion Co, Il. Sheriff's Dept.

May 17, 2004

Bob was one of my classmates in the CHP Academy in 1971; because we both lived in the northern Los Angeles area, we used to car-pool back and forth to the Academy in Sacramento on weekends. He was sort of a quiet guy, not boisterous like many of the cadets tended to be. But, he was a sincere guy; like me, a family man with small children. I remember once when we were driving along, late at night and we were talking about whether we were gonna make it through the Academy or quit (more than half of the cadets in our class washed out before graduation); he said, "I'm gonna make it. That's it. I am not going to quit!" That gave me some more strength. He was a great guy and credit to the CHP. He was one of several of my Academy classmates who gave the ultimate sacrifice.

Officer John E. M. Yeaw (Ret.)
California Highway Patrol

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