Officer Down Memorial Page

Trooper McDermon you are gone but not forgotten. Rest in peace brother.

TFC Widener, Len
Connecticut State Police
April 11, 2012

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 31rst 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.

I pray for solace for all those that love and remember you for I know both the pain and pride are forever. Your family is in my heart's embrace today. Thanks to your family and friends for sharing their memories and devotion to you through their reflections.

Rest In Peace.

Phyllis Loya
Mom of fallen California Officer Larry Lasater, Pittsburg PD, eow 4/24/05
April 11, 2012

HEROES live forever, and you sir are a hero. May you continue to rest in peace Trooper McDermon. My prayers are with your family today and always.

Deb Azure
Mother of Deputy Renee Danell Azure
EOW 08/06/02
Union County SO, Lake Butler, FL
April 11, 2012

Rest in Peace, Trooper McDermon. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.

Officer 11169
February 9, 2012

We will never forget the sacrifice that you and your family made for all of us. Heroes do live forever, and you sir are a hero.... Continue to rest in peace.

Deb Azure
Mother of Deputy Renee Danell Azure
EOW 08/06/02
Union County SO, Lake Butler, FL

Anonymous
April 11, 2011

Just wanted to thank everyone who has reflected on my father its been 28yrs now and theres not a day that goes by that he doesnt run through my mind he died doing what he loved to do and thats whats important.Again just wanted to say thanks and may your prayers be with all men and women of law enforcement.

Robert P McDermon Jr
Son
September 11, 2008

YOU ARE A HERO JUST BY THE PROFESSION YOU CHOSE

VANDENBERGHE
MANCHESTER, NHV
May 5, 2008

I was updating my genealogy, and ran across this page. It made me cry Patrick, for you, your sister and your mom. I wish I could have helped you, but I didn't understand. I hope you all are doing well. You are in my prayers.

Grace
Sons mother in law
March 7, 2008

It's been almost 27 years ago. I was just starting the police academy when this happened. I remember this very well, you were a real trooper.Even in off duty status you were giving your all to protect the people of Florida. We thank you from the bottom of our hearts for your courage and sacrifice.God Bless You.

P/R Capt.Wayne Blankinchip
JACKSONVILLE SHERIFF OFFICE,JAX FL.
February 29, 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 12, 2007

Trooper McDermon, thank you for your service. Neither you, nor your sacrifice, will ever be forgotten.

Rest in peace.

Michelle - wife of Retired LEO
October 25, 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
October 2, 2007

Trooper McDermon, I remember that day, you and your cousion lost your lives at the hands of an escape prisoner, on US 90. I was just a rookie when the incident happen. May god bless you..

Officer D.L. DAVIS
Jacksonville Sheriff's Office
September 3, 2007

Trooper McDermon Sr. the years have passed but we remember. You are still a Hero and I wish God's Blessings for those in your family. I pray that all our Officers throughout our Nation will be safe and hold the line. You are missed.

Sr. Trooper Keith Miller (Ret)
Oregon State Police
August 12, 2004

You are not forgotten.

TROOPER
FHP
June 2, 2004

How sad for your family to loose two family member in one night. Rest in peace.

captain Fire /Rescue
May 11, 2004

You are no less than a hero. REst in peace.

Inv. Michael Walker
Tallahassee Police Department
February 18, 2004

I DIDN'T KNOW YOU, BUT I THINK OF YOU AND OTHER FALLEN TROOPERS OFTEN.

TPR. S.W. COODY
FLORIDA HIGHWAY PATROL
October 21, 2003