Police Officer Albert R. Bluhm Phoenix Police Department Arizona Monday, December 28, 1970  Leave a Reflection  Return to Memorial  Print This Page  Continue Building Book  Page: 1 of 1

Brother Al it has been 38 years since I last partied with you. As I grew in our department and in our FOP lodge you were always with me in spirit. I will never forget the day I got the call of your transfer to Gods kingdom. Know your son Danny has grown to a loving and intelligent man. I look forward to the day when I see you again in His lingdom and we can laugh together once again. Until that day rest in peace, enjoy the company of all our brothers nad sisters who have also given of themselves to protect Gods children in our communities. God bless.
In Christ. Tom Bradley Arizona State Chaplain FOP

Tom Bradley, Retired
Phoenix Az PD
2008-09-02

YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE

VANDENBERGHE
MANCHESTER, NH
2007-12-27

"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
2007-07-26

Rest in Peace, Officer Bluhm. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.

Officer 11169

2007-03-15

Rest in Peace Motorman. You are not forgotten.

Motor Officer Danny Johnson
Metro Nashville Police Dept.
2006-12-28

Al and his mother were raising Al's son Donny when this poor dear man was shot off his police motorcycle. My late wife Carolyn & I were watching TV12 news when the bulletin came on TV of "a police motorcycle officer's" having been shot. We looked at each other and somehow knew....

Al loved motorcycling so much that he had his own personal Harley-Davidson cycle. Carolyn & I were privileged to be among his many off-duty riding friends. We were stunned. A gathering in memory of Al was held not long after and filled the huge ballroom at Mr. Lucky's club. I and some others wrote and read tributes into the microphone on the stage.

About ten years later I had another honor, it was to meet and shake hands with one of the Utah State Policemen who was in on the "take down" of the boys who took Al's life.

Al was a very kindly man. He had a great sense of humor. Al was the senior trainer of the motorcycle riding course for police officers who aspired to become "motor officers." Because he was older than most of them, they called him "Pappy Bluhm."

What a tagic loss this was. Now it is 36 years later and I have not, and will not, ever forget Al Bluhm.

Stanley E. Rocklin, Ph.D. Show Low & Apache Junction, AZ.

ex-USAF Stanley Eliot Rocklin, Ph.D.
Friend - rode w/ Al Bluhm on motorcycle trips
2006-12-06

I remimber the day you passed as if it were yesterday. You and Dale were great Officers and good friends. One day we will ride togeather again.

Carl Needham Jr.
Phoenix PD
2006-02-22

Our thoughts and prayers go out to This Officer, as well as the Family, Friends, Department and Community.

This is a loss that will never be forgotten. Hours have turned into days, days turned into weeks, weeks into months and months into years but, the difference that these officers have made will last forever.

We lost Our Deputy Morris Taylor on September 14, 2002. When he joined Officer Bluhm and the other Angels in Blue.

God Bless Our Law Enforcement Officers and Those Who Love Them.

Jack & Tracy Van Dolah
Former LEO/U.S.M.C. & Wife in Sutherlin, Oregon
2005-06-16

10/19/04

You are still remembered for your sacrifice. You died a hero. Rest in peace sir.

Captain Robert W. Cannon; Retired
Vermilion County Illinois Sheriff's Dept.
2004-10-19

I was just 14 when Officer Bluhm lost his life. Up to that time, I had never been aware of what peace officers risk every day, but I remember clearly the feeling of loss I experienced, even though I had never met Officer Bluhm. Somehow, this incident stirred something within me, and began an interest in law enforcement. I bought a model of a Harley Davidson police motorcycle, and had the finished product on display in my room for a long time, in memory of Officer Bluhm. I pray for the best for any of his family and friends.

police dispatcher Kevin Mosey
Mesa AZ Police Dept
2003-10-17

AS you now know, Jesus Loves You. So do we!

Ret Officer RB Wade
Richmond,VA Police
2003-09-30

You were killed in the line of duty the day I was born, and now I am a police officer. I wish I could send a reflection to all of my brothers and sisters in blue who have given their life for the greater good of mankind. May you rest in peace. You are not forgotten.