 | Trooper Vicki Moreau DeVries
Michigan State Police
Michigan
Thursday, July 22, 1982 |
My thoughts and prayers are with you and your family on this day. Sergeant
Connecticut State Police
2009-07-22
Vicki,
We in the 90th will never forget you and will always remember your smile. Every time I drive through Mt. Pleasant I cannot help but think of what you brought to the post.
Always and Forever
Member of the 90th Member of the 90th
2009-02-10
It has been 26 years since the end of your watch and you have not been forgotten. Thank you for your service to the citizens of Michigan. Rest in peace my sister. State Constable J.L. Green
S.C. State Constables
2008-07-22
"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
2007-11-15
What a wonderful site to be able to read reflections. It means so much to know that Vicki has not been forgotten by others that were not her blood family.
Vicki, we miss you, love you and have not forgotten you. We will see you one day soon.
Love, Maureen Maureen Hayes
Sister
2007-10-15
You will never be forgotten Vick--
MSP
2007-03-14
Rest in peace Blue Angel...May we never forget your sacrifice....May God Grant your Family, Fellow Troopers and Friends Peace, on this 24th anniversary of your passing..... Officer Debra Mcfall Ross
East Buffalo Twp Police Dept, Lewisburg, Pa.
2004-07-22
We honor the memory of Trooper DeVries. FBI Agents Association - Detroit Chapter
Rest easy Sister...you are a true hero to us all.
CPD
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