 | Police Officer Edward S. Sherman
Baltimore City Police Department
Maryland
Saturday, September 13, 1975 |
An Ode To A Friend
One chilly night in mid-September
Sitting in his car
Windows wound up tight,the heater on
To keep out the cold air of the night
Sitting alone,thinking of his family,
friends,and new bought home
Feeling the warmth he and his car shared
Unaware of the deadly air that would put
him to sleep never to wake to see his family
again.
The sun was rising, the birds were singing
His head on his shoulder in a peaceful
sleep
The fan in the heater was still spinning
His friends came along and called his name
He didnt bat an eye, he stayed the same
His head on his shoulder in a peaceful sleep
Damn you,curse you,deadly air
Stealing and taking a life
Cruel and daring, like a theif in the
night
With watery eyes and a painful heart
I'll say good-bye and wonder where to
start
Thinking of times we had shared
So long my friend,from one who cared.
Written by Tom a friend forever Michelle Sherman/ Tom
daughter-in law
2009-10-19
On behalf of my mother, wife of P/O Edward S. Sherman
"One Rose, For My True Love" Erik Edward Sherman, Survivor
Survivor, Child
2009-07-23
You will always be missed.But you will never be forgotten. Michelle Sherman
daughternlaw
2008-12-18
Oh, so sad. You were young and left such a young family, too. My heart goes
out to them and I hope your son can locate someone who can fill in the blanks
for him. God bless you for your service so many years ago.
Lynn Kole
Bellingham, WA
2008-06-10
"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
2008-02-11
I worked with Eddie from the time I came to the SWD in November 1974 until his death in 1975. We both worked in sector #1. He and Eddie Schwiegrath were my mentors and have fond memories of both. I think of him often. He was a good Officer and a good man with a super personality. I can speak for all the men in his squad, he will never be forgotten and and left a lasting impression on all of us.
His family can feel free to contact me. P/O Dale Snyder, Retired
Baltimore Police
2006-10-02
I remember Sherman & my dad was very close.He was a good man & loved his family.God Bless you! Michael J. Schwiegerath
2005-11-21
We ask Thy blessings and eternal rest to all our brothers and sisters
Who have sacrificed their very lives in the performance of
their duties. Give their loved ones the peace and
Strength to bear the anguish of their loss. Remove all
resentment from their hearts, knowing that eternal
peace and rest will abide their departed loved ones
forever. This we beg, Thy name forever and ever,
Amen.
Ret. Officer William Hackley
Baltimore Police
2005-11-21
Father, we mourn for you even to this day. I am proud to say my father was a policeman for Baltimore. Mom, Eddie and I think about you often.
(I am desperately seeking to make contact with any officers that may have served with my father. I am trying to learn as much about his life as possible, since I was only 4 months old. Thank you to anyone who can help.)
Erik Sherman, son of Edward Sherman
2004-12-05
10/17/04
Thank you for your service. Rest in peace sir. Captain Robert W. Cannon; Retired
Vermilion County Illinois Sheriff's Dept.
2004-10-18
God bless you. You will never be forgotten. Anonymous
2004-02-10
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