 | Patrolman William J. Cady
South Plainfield Police Department
New Jersey
Saturday, April 19, 1975 |
Your sacrifice will never be forgotten, and may the driver of the vehicle suffer a greater penalty when he meets a greater power. You are gone from our department but you are not forgotten. I think about it everytime I put this uniform on. God bless you, rest in peace. Patrolman JI
South Plainfield PD
2009-09-13
I like to come by this website a few times a week to leave a reflection for one of our heros. Today I came across your memorial. Thank you for your dedicated service to your community. My heart goes out to your family that had to suffer your loss. You are truly a hero.
Side note...6 months is not nearly enough of a debt to return for the loss of a Police Officer.
God rest. Never forgotten. Laura
Philadelphia, PA
2008-12-10
Rest in peace my Brother. Kevin T Ryan
NJ
2008-04-20
"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
2007-12-13
Rest safe with Our Lord and may He bless your loved ones.
2007-04-19
Officer Cady, 6 months wasnt enough Im sure. Your family endured so much more pain than that. Your nephew, Bobby proves that. After all these years sir, you are still remembered.
I found your reflection because my birthday is April 19th. I was 6 years old to the day that you were taken.
Rest easy sir and know that I will hold you and your family in my thoughts and prayers. Heather
Ross County Ohio Deputy Sheriff
2006-03-10
Uncle Bill was there for me during a very hard time in my life. I was in need of a male figure I could look up too and admire. You treated me with respect and gave me love that was missing in my life at the time. I will always remember him and have kept him in my thoughts all these years. It was hard hearing of his death, but even though I only knew him a short time...his memory and kindness will live with me forever.
Thank you Uncle Bill...hopefull when my time is up I will be able to see you again.
Bobby
2003-11-25
Officer Cady was my uncle. At a time in my life where I had no father figure to look up to or talk too he was there for me. I will always have such warm thoughts of him, he was the type of man I always wanted to be. Thank you Uncle Bill for being there for me at a time I needed you the most.
I have thought of you often since that traggic day...I will do so until my time is up. In which time we will meet again.
Bobby Bob Seltsam
None
2003-11-25
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