 | Officer Francis Eddie Wright
Houston Police Department
Texas
Saturday, August 2, 1975 |
Officer Wright,
On today, the 33rd anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of Houston. And to your family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.
R.I.P.
Anonymous Anonymous
2008-08-02
That poem is so sweet I'm mailing it to mommy, I still pass by your grave everyday an I still haven't had the chance to come see you. But I wish you were still here, then mommy wouldn't of never met my daddy an she would be happy right now. Mercedes Michelle Wright
Granddaughter
2008-04-14
"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
2008-02-13
Rest in peace, Sir! You are not forgotten. Police Officer
2008-02-11
Its me again, You know mommy married a man who looks almost idenical to you. Rest in Peace my beloved grandpa. Even though I never met you I cry every time I think about you beCAUSE your not apart of my life. That hurts alot see what drunk driving does it brakes up familys.
Love ya Mercedes Wright Mercedes Wright
Grandaughter
2007-11-26
Grandpa I wish I would have been able to meet you it's not fair that you were takin away from my mother an I. But your in a better place an I'll see you in heaven. You were a great man by what I hear. Mercedes Wright
Grandaughter
2007-11-26
God bless you for your service and sacrifice. You are not forgotten.
2007-08-02
An Uncle of whom I never knew. A hero of which I will miss forever.
You look so much like my Dad (Calvin) Uncle Eddie.
Rest in Peace.....Chris Wright Chris Wright
Nephew
2006-11-07
Rest in peace, hero. Your sacrifice will never be forgotten. Wisconsin L.E.O.
2006-09-08
I thank you for your dedication and salute you for your sacrifice.
A concerned citizen.
2004-09-16
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