Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Sgt. Morris,
On today, the 50th anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of Detroit. And to your Family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

R.I.P.
USBP

Anonymous
United States Border Patrol

November 12, 2023

Rest in peace Sergeant Morris.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 12, 2022

IN HONORE CASORUM
Our promise to him; Always honored, never forgotten, forever grateful for his service to his community and to our nation.

Sgt. T Jake Jones
Greater Cleveland Peace Officer Memorial Society, Ohio

November 12, 2016

Dear Uncle Pete, I remember and honor you always. What fun we had when you came to Phoenix on vacation to visit my mother, your sister, Ann. So many years have gone, your sister Inis has passed, and my mom, last year. In her papers were many loving letters from you, looking forward to retirement.
May God keep you in his loving hands.
Bess Nuzzo
January 30, 2014

Bess Nuzzo
Neice

January 30, 2014

Pete was my uncle and married to my aunt, Jean. Pete was a great man and I followed his foot steps and became a police officer with the Atlanta Police Department. Helping others and making others lives better. We make our lives better by helping others to make their lives better.

Detective K.A. Farner (retired)
Atlanta Police Department

January 5, 2014

Sergeant Morris - I worked with him in the late 1960's. I still remember what a pleasant man he was. In particular, I remember his friendly smile.
The last conversation I remember having with him he talked of his
Retirement. I so wish he would have been able to have experienced it.
God only knows why such tragedies happen. I will always remember him.
God bless his loved ones.

Officer Clifford Vance Patrolman
Worked with at 2nd precinc

January 2, 2013

We miss you so much. I talk to my children about their Uncle Pete and what a wonderful man you were. How I wish you could watch the football games and horse shows my children are in. You would be so proud. They are all A students and very involved in sports. I remember your laugh and your smile could brighten the darkest day. I know you watch over us and we will never forget you. Love you

Darlene Vires
Niece

December 26, 2011

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 38th 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.

Rest In Peace

Phyllis Loya
mother of fallen officer Larry Lasater, PPD, eow 4/24/05

November 13, 2011

YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE

VANDENBERGHE
MANCHESTER, NH

November 26, 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

November 13, 2007

My dear Uncle Pete,
We still miss you after all these years. I have told my children all about you but wish you could be here to show them your wonderful smile.
Love and Miss You
Dar

February 17, 2007

Al -

Your death was one of far too many experienced during my 25-years with DPD. Those who are never completely forgotten never completely die - you are remembered by many and live on in our hearts.

Bill Gray (LT. DPD - Retired)
Director, Sanilac County Drug Task Force

Director William Gray
Sanilac County Drug Task Force

December 2, 2005

Sergeant, no officer that lost his life in the line of duty should be without a reflection. I am so honored to be the first; You are thought of and remembered, especially today, the 31st anniversary of your death. Rest in peace, your sacrifice will never be forgotten. God bless!

Up North Michigan

November 12, 2004