Lieutenant Charles A. (Bo) Harrison Pasco County Sheriff's Office Florida Sunday, June 1, 2003  Leave a Reflection  Return to Memorial  Print This Page  Continue Building Book  Page: 1 of 92 of 93 of 94 of 95 of 96 of 97 of 98 of 99 of 9

You never said I'm leaving
You never said goodbye
You were gone before I knew it,
And only God knew why
A million times I needed you,
A million times I cried
If Love alone could have saved you,
You never would have died
In Life I loved you dearly
In death I love you still
In my heart you hold a place,
That no one could ever fill
It broke my heart to lose you,
But you didn't go alone
For part of me went with you,
The day God took you home.

Michelle
daughter
2009-06-21

Daddy's Girl

When you were young, pony-tailed,
face full of playful freckles,
were you a daddy's girl?
I was. I still am.
Did you look to him for your security,
for love and attention,
for the understanding, and the patience you lacked
as a child?
My daddy was the center of my small world,
the focus of my affections,
the star that lit my life, shining bright.
Shining still in my heart.
The years have led me here,
weathered with maturity and responsibilities,
and I see more clearly now.
The hardships, burdens of love,
and all the small sacrifices he made for me,
for our family.
He created stability, a place to call home.
All the photographs I browse through
of a child long forgotten, scarcely remembered
smiling, so happy and so loved.
The mere thought of becoming that role model
is enough to send me cowering, afraid...
looking for guidance.
Turning to my father for support,
advice, wise counsel, and for approval.
Grown up, I see differently now...
A new perspective of a man I have always known.
My heart is full, my emotions overpowering
just in the certainty of that bond.
He's been there for me through all the conflicts
helping me over the rough, ragged stones of growing up.
My respect for him is unending,
faith is unbound, and love is unquestioning.
Even in the midst of all my imperfections, he is lenient,
ignoring the pitfalls, the downfalls, the shortcomings,
he just accepted me as I was, as I am.
The sheer purity of it leaves me awe-struck
and it lifts me up, it holds my head a little higher,
it keeps me in balance,
harmonizing with the world around me
beautifully, like an inspired masterpiece from the soul
of an honest man.
I am honored to know him, to love him, to be of him.
He's my hero, and I am his daughter, his little girl.

Michelle
daughter
2009-06-21

Happy Father's Day to u daddy. Today is definitely not the same without u. I miss u dearly!

Michelle
daughter
2009-06-21

Your heroism and service is honored today, the sixth 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 who was murdered in the line of duty on April 24, 2005 while serving as a Pittsburg, CA police officer.

Time never diminishes respect. Your memory will always be honored and revered. Rest In Peace.

Reading these reflections leaves every reader knowing that you were a man of great character and integrity and that you lived your life with a profound sense of duty and faith. You truly led by example.

Phyllis Loya

Anonymous

2009-06-01

Just reading the comments posted by your fellow officers brings tears to my eyes. You sounded like a great man and officer, the kind of person that I strive to be. I believe you treat others the way you want to be treated, that is how I try to live. You will never be forgotten Lieu., although I never got to meet you from what I read I hope I grow into half the man that you were and still are....
Rest in peace.

Sergeant Chris DiToro
NYPD
2009-06-01

This GREAT Christian man was a GREAT Officer, GREAT Leader and Great Example of how christians do business as Law Enforcement. He had a heart of the community in mind as he came to work everyday. He knew why he put on the badge to -SERVE and PROTECT. I worked with him in the Dade City Jail and on the Road in Dade City. I will try to teach other some of the lessons learned from this GREAT Teacher.

Retired Matthew Roach
PCSO
2008-02-24

I remember starting that weekend like we always, did having our squad meeting and discusing "Bo's" Retirment party the following weekend. Friday night went by like most and lead into Saturday. Saturday night was busy as usual and then began to let up as it usually did.
I remember hearing dispatch advise of a shoots fired complaint in the area of Rumor's Lounge, some units began to respond to the area to check. I heard fellow officer arrive on scene and the radio went quite for several minutes as the Deputy's checked the area. I then heard my Corporal tell a fellow Deputy to go across the street to see if L2 had seen or heard anything. It all seemed normal there was radio silence once again.
Then I heard the Deputy's on scene advise dispatch to send Fire Rescue that, L2 had been struck. The radio was silent as if dispatch had not heard, more likely in shock. I found myself paused what seemed like for every, but I know it was only seconds I activated my emergancy equipment and began responding.
This had to be the longest and shortest drive I have ever drove, all the time praying for Bo and wishing the car could go faster.
That evening when we returned there was a thickness in the air and it was strangly quite, not even the birds made a sound. When I entered the Building for our squad meeting the hallway's where even oddly quite. We all knew what was missing but we did not dare mention it. We all looked down the hall as if waiting for it. Waiting for Bo to walk threw the door and bless us with his presence. But Lt. Bo's laugh had been silanced! You could always hear him laughing from his office down the halls and now we long to hear it again.
I suppose one day we will hear your laugh again until that glorious day we will wait and remember you.

"Bo" I just want you to know I may have left Pasco but I still wear you pin and think of you every day.

Patrolman Jonathan Rose
City of Pearl Police Department, Mississippi
2007-11-01

"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
2007-10-04

DADDY, there's is no need to tell you how much I miss you, you see it everyday. Remember when we used to go to town in Dade City and I would always see people I knew? You'd say, "Chelle you know a lot of people, a lot of people know you." Well it seems you have me beat. Many people across that nation know your name. I am so proud to have you as my father, you have touched so many lives. I MISS YOU and I LOVE YOU still!

Your Poopy,
Michelle

Michelle, your baby girl!
youngest daughter
2007-08-27

I remember back in 1998 I received the most disturbing news of what a family friend had did to my 8yoa daughter. I was devastated. I still came to work and took a dispatch radio. Within 1 hour of the shift Bo Bo called up and asked me what was wrong. He told me I sounded so sad on the radio and what could he do to help. I told him I would talk to him later. He found out from my supervisor when my break time was and he came and talked to me then. I told him what had happened to my daughter, it was so easy to talk to him. He told me how sorry he was and that it was not my fault. He asked me how my daughter was doing and that he would pray for us, and he prayed with me that day. I Know he was a true friend and he tried to help everyone. I think about his family all the time and how they are making it without him. But I know they are true belivers in God and know that he is with GOD. I loved Bo Bo for that day. I thank God for the time I knew him as a dear dear friend. MLJ OPR 11

marva l johnson
pasco county sheriffs office
2007-08-26

End of Watch

Shards of red and blue light pierce the tree canopy as the caravan moves toward its destination. Through rear windows in the ambulance, I see the medic, perched on the chest of the fallen. The doors open, and I see his tears falling on his fingers as he feverishly works to restore this life. ER personnel stand transfixed. Unable to process the surreal sight of a blood soaked uniform with a medic riding the chest of this mortal hero. Events transpire in slow motion over the next few minutes as this army of medical staff attempt to perform some miracle that will return this soul to friends and family, but God has already called him home. On scene, we move about in disbelief as the words fall heavily over the air…he is gone. As the vanguard of Heavens gate receives a new warrior, the sirens echo eulogies across the darkness of a summer night. Our hearts break, our resolve strengthens and with a new clarity of purpose we move forward. Hold your perimeter, stay the course, we still have a job to do. This is like every other homicide yet like no other. He hovers above us, watching our toil, resting his hand on our shoulders assuring us we will survive this, the deepest cut we have ever suffered. One step at a time, bonding together to ease the pain, working each task as always, to completion, to trial and conviction. We have now joined the ranks of the victims…the survivors.

Now we gather in memory of your life, to raise awareness of your sacrifice, along with all of the others who are with you. We vow to build a great hall where your deeds will be remembered by those who loved you and others who simply wish to pay tribute. Each year, we ride from all corners of this great Nation and from all over the world to be near, to remember, to mourn our collective losses. We will help those who have found themselves thrust into our presence by some similar unfortunate fate. We will be here, to hold them up as we all struggle to endure. To give them some measure of strength as theirs seems to wane. To walk them down that long aisle as eyes watch. To hold them close; clutched to a uniform, a presence, a bond only we can share. The souls of the 18,000 walk among us, gently lifting those who would fall, steadying the step of those who falter, shielding us from the pain we feel as only their loving memory can do. The task at hand is great and we are humbled. With each step we stand taller, transformed in the strength of their collective souls. As night falls a brilliant blue light pierces the darkness, and the souls of the 18,000 take to the night sky and form a barrier between calm and chaos, they are the thin blue line, if only for this night and in this hallowed place. We Remember…

Section 3 Row 24 West Wall (3-24-W) is the hallowed place where Bo’s name is inscribed. It has taken 4 years for me to be able to write this tribute. The pain is still fresh and the wound deep. You are missed, there is a void in our hearts that will forever echo your departure.

Lieutenant Sandra K. Reed

Lieutenant
Pasco Sheriff's Office
2007-08-23

Bo, It's been four years since you left us. I have thought about you every day. Each day I go to work, I touch your photo on the wall in the office for inspiration. I have never forgotton you and I never will! You are the ultimate hero and my hero! You will live in my heart forever!!! I will never forget you and especially your awesome laugh!!! You are the greatest person I have ever met!!! I will love you forever!
Bo

Sgt. C. "Bo" Cosimi
Pasco Sheriff's Office, Florida
2007-06-05

Many people can talk the talk but can't walk the walk and Lientenant Harrison could and it showed. He fought in a war many complained about but would never have the guts to go themselves without being drafted. He takes a job as an officer, a job that many will show complete disrespect for but never step and do the job themselves. Honor and Respect, you earned both by your actions.
Proud wife of a deputy

2007-06-01

G-d Bless.

2007-06-01

I MET LT. HARRISON WHEN I WAS IN 2ND GRADE, HE HAD COME IN TO SPEAK TO THE CLASS ABOUT AN INCIDENT THAT HAD OCCURED WITH HIS SON, AND HE EXPLAINED TO THE CLASS OF STAYING IN SCHOOL AND STAYING OUT OF TROUBLE. BUT WHEN I SEEN HIM IN HIS UNIFORM AND LISTENED TO WHAT HE SAID, I REALLY LOOKED UP TO HIM, AND CONSIDERED HIM A ROLE MODLE. NOW I'M 32YRS OLD AND CURRENTLY IN LAW ENFORCEMENT. LT. HARRISON WILL ALWAYS BE A ROLE MODEL TO ME AND IT UPSETS ME TO THIS DAY THAT HE IS NO LONGER WITH US. I WISH THAT I COULD OF HAD THE OPPORUNITY TO WORK WITH HIM OR JUST TO BE ABLE TO TALK TO HIM, AND TO GET HIS ADVICE. SO TO THE FAMILY AND FRIENDS OF LT. HARRISON HE WILL BE GREATLY MISSED. YOU WILL BE IN MY PRAYERS, GOD BLESS YOU.

CPL. GARY FORINASH
SUMTER CO SHERIFFS DEPT.
2007-05-28

LT Bo Harrison, I am sadden to have learned only today 4/27/07 that you are no longer patrolling the streets of my home town Lacoochee. My parents still live there and I was surfing the net today reading some hometown news when I came across the story of your sacrifice. Sir, I was 10 years old when I first met you, in the third grade at back then the newest Lacoochee elementary, I was skipping school and you had caught me. You were very impressive in that uniform. I remember thinking (as racial tensions were hi back then it was 1977 or 1978)a black man as a cop....I was so impressed as you were the first man of color I had ever seen in a police uniform. You inspired me to become a cop..and it was hard growing up poor in Lacoochee and moving to Texas, going to college and succeeding in my childhood dream and your inspiration. Sir..everytime I went home to Lacoochee to visit my dad, I often thought of you...especially when I would see one of Pasco County SO cars cruising around. Lacoochee has forever changed. And with you no longer there it is no longer as safe as it was when I was a child. I walked to and from school across the tracks and by the old saw mill down to were the road turns from pavement to dirt heading to the Withlacoochee state park...I only wish I would have taken the time to stop by and tell you what an inspiration to me and my childhood you had made. I am 40 years old now, and yes I have not forgotten you and you will not be forgotten. May God Bless You Sir, May God Bless Lacoochee.

Deputy LC Downing
Wharton County Texas
2007-04-27

I'm sorry they didn't give him a death sentence!!! What
is wrong with the system, you can be murdered and have no
choice, but this in-human thing can live on...... I just
don't get it!!!! Rest your soul blue angel!!!!! He will
be punished in prison!!!!!!!

2007-04-27

As a former member of PCSO I can say BO was the best of the best! We played cards together, and had alot of fun. I never knew his real first name till after I made Sgt. and someone ask for Charles. I told them I did not know anyone by that name. Bo said, that is me. He was great! He was there for me when I needed to get off duty for college, and when I was hit by another vehicle and my car destroyed. He took me to the Hospital, stayed with me, and took me home. Bo was a good man, and will live in the hearts of many as time goes on. He was a great mentor, just a good person!

2006-12-16

As this 3rd anniversary is marked, please know that Lt. Harrison's sacrifice will never be forgotten, even by those of us that didn't know him, he will always be a HERO.

Richie Grant/Surviving Spouse
Tuolumne Co.Sheriff's Dept/Dave Grant/EOW/5/31/04
2006-05-31

Bo, It has taken me a long time to come to terms with your death. You were loved by many, and respected by many more. I will never forget when I first met you in 1987, when you were my husband's Sgt. Who knew that one day you would be mine, then my Lt. You were supportive of every Deputy's accomplishments and a true leader. Every supervisor should be like you. You were more concerned about others than yourself. Not a day goes by that I don't recall our times on and off the road together. Thank you for believing in me and making me the best Deputy I could be. Rest in peace dear Lt. Your laugh, smile and courage will always be cherished.

Cpl. M. Maternowski (Retired)
Pasco SO
2006-05-15

I love you uncle BoBo and i will always miss you

Rest In Peace uncle BoBo
your gone but never forgotten

Derrick R. Harrison

2006-02-27

I met "BO" in the academy where he took a liking to me and started calling Me "Biggen". Right away I knew this would be a man I would never forget. From time to time over the years and as our paths crossed, you never knew how your simple compliments and comments effected my career and my life. Your conviction in your faith and your strength as a man, helped all of us get through some rough times. Bo I met you at the begining of my career and just before you where to retire, you were taken from us. I have performed hundreds of Law Enforcement funerals, for other agencies and other Officers. AT any given time I could Jump and run to conduct the ultimate honor in laying one of my Brothers to Rest. But on the day I heard of the Blinding tradgity, I could almost do nothing. A Friend, Mentor, and My Brother was taken from us. I thought for a few days, sat with my wife as she to comforted me with our loss. In this time of Great loss and pain, she reminded me that you where a man of strength beyond that of a normal man. But most of all, a man of GOD, She reminded me of a time I had told her how you praised me for my Ability to teach the un-teachable on the firing range and the strength you instilled in me as a trainer, from which you taught me. Bo on that sad day in Dade City, I along with some of the greatest Brothers and Sisters a man could want. We proudly laid you to rest, as friend, Brother and Hero. That Funeral was my last as a Pasco Sheriff's Honor Gaurd Member. At My last tribute to you, upon the dedication of the New BO Harrison, East Operation center, I realized It was time to pass the torch on to the next generation to carry out the Time honored task of paying tribute to our fallen Brothers and Sisiters. Its mentors like you who gave me the want to be the best I could be as a Deputy, a man, and father. I leave one last thought that you quoted to me many years ago: John 15:13 "Greater Love has no man than this,Than to lay down his life for his friends". You maid my career a success, because of the mentoring and friendship you offered. For this I Thank you and Love you as my Brother.

Cpl. R.L. Boutwell (Retired)
Pasco County Sheriff's Office
2006-01-31

Lt. Harrison God Bless you for your service to the citizens of Pasco County. You will be missed. rest in peace brother. A former Pacso County Deputy.

Detective Peter J. Normandin
Anderson County Sheriff's Office
2006-01-30

I was on post at Dade City Hospital the night LT. was killed. He made rounds and talked with me for about 15 min, then left to check on his Deputies. I learned of his death on my return to the jail. He is missed by us all.

Corporal Paul R. Van Steen
Pasco Sheriff Office
2005-11-15

To the family and friends of Lt. Charles (B0) Harrison and fellow officers in the Pasco County Sheriff's Dept., and most especially to Lt. Harrison:

Today it has been a little over two years since the brutal murder of Lt. Harrison. His valor and bravery will never be forgotten, and his memory is being honored and revered today. How very sad that this horrific crime occurred fifteen days before his retirement.

This reflection is sent with the utmost respect for the many years of distinquished service (31)Lt. Harrison gave to his community and the citizens of Florida, for his service to his country through his military duty during Vietnam, and for the supreme sacrifice he and his family made on June 1, 2003.

Phyllis Loya, mother of fallen officer
Larry Lasater, Pittsburg PD eow 4/24/05

2005-09-28