Officer Down Memorial Page

Greg and I graduated from the police academy in 1979. As we all were then, Greg was full of life, he had such a passion for learning the job. In fact, he was the guy who always asked questions from the instructors. After the academy, I was assigned to the 5th District, Greg went across the river to the 4th. We still hung out socially and remained good friends. I shall never forget your passion for life and your commentment to the safety of New Orleans. You Greg are still the MAN !!!

P/O David Wortmann
NOPD retired
March 6, 2012

Robin: When I heard yours and Greg's names on the Channel 6 story this morning, I had an immediate recollection that you were in my mathematics class at UNO not long after Greg's death. I recall how nice you were, and it was wonderful to see you on the story after all these years. I hope that all of this works out for you eventually. My prayers and best wishes go out to you and your family.

John Hornsby
Mandeville, LA

John Hornsby
Robin's former UNO Math Instructor
March 6, 2012

I came across your story and that of Robins via the internet. I did not know you, nor were we kin, what I do know is that you will always be a fellow brother officer. Whatever the reason, for the situation at hand, I hope that it gets cleared up and settled, so that you may truly rest.

Ramon Cervantes - Senior Police Officer
Houston Police Department
March 6, 2012

NOPD may have trashed your portrait in the 4th District Station house, and many do not remember your name, but be assured that your ultimate sacrifice will always be in the hearts of true friends and your family. Thirty-one years, I have lived a lifetime since your murder. No one told me life just isn't fair. You are forever in my thoughts.

Robin Neupert Pillow
Wife
December 20, 2011

If the Rank had the balls to but us together that night as I requested, you would still be with us. Rest in peace my friend and brother.

Retired P/O Clyde Angelo
New Orleans Police Department
November 1, 2011

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 30th 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.

I pray for solace for those who love and miss you.
Rest In Peace

Phyllis Loya

Phyllis Loya
mom of fallen officer Larry Lasater
November 8, 2010

This job was your joy in life and you gave your all for the citizens of New Orleans!

Robin Neupert
wife
September 25, 2009

You are remembered today and thank you Sir for your service

VanDenBerghe
NH
November 3, 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 1, 2007

The policeman stood and faced God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining,
Just as brightly as his brass.

"Step forward now, policeman.
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To my church have you been true?"

The policeman squared his shoulders and said,
"No lord, I guess I ain't,
Because those of us who carry a badge
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 awfully tough.

But I never took a penny,
That wasn't mine to keep
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just too steep.

And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at time I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.

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 a silence all around the throne
Where the saints had often trod.
As the policeman waited quietly,
For the judgment of his god.

"Step forward now, policeman,
You've born your burdens well.
Come walk a beat on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in hell"

Anonymous

March 29, 2007

Patrolman Neupert, your sacrifice will not be forgotten. Know you made New Orleans a safer place while you served. May you rest in peace.

Family of Patrolman Cliff Miller
Rossford, Ohio P.D., EOW 05/14/1966
September 19, 2006

I think of you often. My father Dave Dean worked with you. I remember when you were shot. I was 9 years old, but it has always had a lasting impression on me. I just attended a memorial for Deputy Blake Gammil killed in the line of duty last year. It made me think of you. My father and his friends will never forget. Thinking of you...Tracie Dean

Tracie Dean
February 28, 2006

Greg was a great police officer and a very good friend. I miss him very much and will never forget his sense of duty and his sense of humor.

Police Officer IV Juan Curet (RET)
New Orleans Police Dept.
December 16, 2003