 | Wildlife Manager Allen R. Severson
Arizona Department of Game and Fish
Arizona
Thursday, February 7, 1980 |
I just found this page doing a web search for something totally unrelated. I am touched to see that my father is honored among the men and women who have perished in the line of duty.
Not a day goes by that I don't miss my father. I wish he could have met his grandsons. I will try to teach them what he had only a few years to teach me when I was a child. S. Severson
Daughter
2009-06-06
YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE AS A PEOPLE/ANIMAL HERO Pat Van Den Berghe
Neighbors for a Better Manchester, NH
2008-02-05
"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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and may not be duplicated without permission Investigator David L Bell
Richland County Sheriff's Dept., Columbia, SC
2007-11-14
Rest in Peace, Wildlife Manager Severson. Your sacrifice is not forgotten. Officer 11169
2006-11-02
Our deepest sympathy goes out to the family, friends and all the members of the Arizona Department of Game and Fish. We were made safer by his service and we all suffer their tragic loss. The family of Wildlife Manager Severson deserves our appreciation and gratitude for their sacrifice. In the days to follow, may you be strengthened by the fact that Wildlife Manager Severson is a man distinguished by exceptional courage and will always be admired for his brave deeds and noble qualities. You, your family and your sacrifice will never be forgotten. Tom Doyle
Cary Police Department, North Carolina
2006-06-08
Thank you........you'll never be forgotten. Anonymous
2003-12-20
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