Sergeant Arthur Anthony Scarafile New York State Police New York Thursday, May 8, 1986  Leave a Reflection  Return to Memorial  Print This Page  Continue Building Book  Page: 1 of 1

I said a little prayer today for Sergeant Scarafile and his family. He may be gone but never forgotten. He will always be a New York HERO.

Robyn Wilkes

2009-05-06

Gone but not forgotten...

2008-01-08

"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
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Investigator David L Bell
Richland County Sheriff's Dept., Columbia, SC
2007-12-20

SGT SCARAFILE, MAY GOD BLESS YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE AND SACRIFICE. YOU HAVE SERVED WELL. A HERO FOR SURE. MAY YOU REST IN PEACE.

CHIEF RONNIE WATFORD-RET.
JEFFERSON POLICE DEPT,S.C.
2007-09-24

Sergeant Arthur Scarafile, what a human being. This man represented the very meaning of words such as "decent", "Kind", "respectful" and "honest".
I ask any reader of this reflection to take 30 seconds right now and think about the aforementioned adj. and look at the photo. Now you will most likely have an idea of just who's Sgt. Arthur Scarafile. He's still in our thoughts and will not be forgotten. God Bless.

Zone Sergeant Thomas Webb
New York State Police
2007-09-08

Be at peace.

2007-05-08

To the uncle I never met , Rest in Peace

~Eric Arthur Carter~

nephew
2007-02-20

Thank you for your years of service. Rest in peace, Sir! You will never be forgotten...

Officer

2006-01-28

God holds a special place for those who give their lives in the service of others. Rest in His peace, Sgt. Scarafile. You are our brother.

Sgt. Bill Richardson
Anchorage, Alaska PD
2005-01-02