 | Police Officer Robert T. Fike Phoenix Police Department Arizona Wednesday, January 8, 1986 |
Bob and I worked at Squaw Peak (700) during the early 1980's. While we never worked on the same squad (he spent most of those years working plain clothes/ undercover as I recall) it was clear he was a smart police officer and hard working as well. He was a good guy too, always available to answer questions about search warrants, etc. I pray his family found a way to cope with his loss. Ofc. Matt Ridener #3857 Phoenix Police Dept. (Ret) 2009-03-11
Brother Bob you are not forgotten by your comrades in Phoenix or in any agency in this great nation. I remember your devotion to your service and to bringing peace and ease to God's children here. Your soft voice, your huge heart and your compassion for service will be a model for generatons to come. know that you are now with the greatest gathering of law enforcement officers and one day we all will join you in heaven. Well done my true and faithful brother, rest in peace. In Christ, Tom Bradley Arizona State Chaplain FOP Tom Bradley, Retired Phoenix AZ PD 2008-06-16
YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE Pat Van Den Berghe, Manchester, NH Neighbors for a Better Manchester, NH 2008-01-02
"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 2007-07-26
Rest in Peace, Officer Fike. Your sacrifice is not forgotten. Officer 11169
2007-03-15
G-d Bless.
2007-01-08
R.I.P. Bob. Thanks for being a friend and someone to look up to. J.B. T.G.B. H.S. Phoenix 2006-01-08
I worked on several investigations with Bob while I was a member of the Scottsdale Police Dept. He was without a doubt one of the finest Police Officer's I have ever met both personnally and proffessionally. His death was a great loss not only to his family and friends, but also to the City of Phoenix. Chuck Craven Inv Charles Craven Erie County District Attorney
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