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Trooper Samuel F. Holcomb Jr.
Tennessee Highway Patrol
Tennessee
Sunday, March 27, 1988

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Officer Holcomb, Today is the 20th anniversary of your death. I pray your family has found some comfort in knowing that others have not forgotten you. You gave your life while protecting the lives of others. God Bless

Ohio
summit county



2008-03-27


YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE

VANDENBERGHE
MANCHESTER, NH

2008-02-26


"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

2008-01-30


The first time I met Hawk was at our church. I remember the exact spot he sat that Sunday and I was the first one to talk to him. With that haircut I knew he had to be law enforcement or military. He was reluctant to tell me where he worked, as most officers are, but finally did after I told him my occupation. Then he crushed my hand with that handshake. I miss that. The next week he brought his wonderful family. We all became close Christian friends.
Little Hawk, remember those ski trips? I hear you are a fine Trooper and I wouldn't expect anything less. Your dad, family and we are proud of you.
Little Hawk, remember your dad's quote,"I like a man with a good handshake."
I retired from M.N.P.D. two weeks ago, so remember to wear your vest, watch your back and their hands, and keep us safe.

Sgt. Gary L. Thompson/Ret.
Metro Nashville P.D.
Sp.Opns./Canine Section

Sgt. Gary L. Thompson
Metro Nashville P.D.

2007-05-01


We had another Memorial Service yesterday. Since you left us in 1988 we have had 9 others to give the Ultimate Sacrifice keeping the State of Tennessee Safe, two of these nine also worked Dickson County and Troop "D" as you did.

You can be proud of your family as they all are doing well. "Hawk", Little Sam, as I always called him is working with us, stationed in East Tennessee, and is quiet a fine young man. He was there yesterday as well as your wife who had Little Sam's kids. Two cute children I might add.

Man I really miss that hand shake and your commanding voice, even though I wouldn't let you get my hand to shake anymore because of the pain you always inflicted. Take care and keep a close watch over us all as we continue to keep up the THP.
Chip

Captain Chip Miller
Tennessee Highway Patrol

2006-05-19


Dear Trooper Holcomb: Just wanted to remember you on the anniversary of your death. Keep everyone safe down here. Thank you for your dedication to duty

LoVae Pray Martines
civilian

2006-03-27


Trooper---I had the good fortune of working along side your son while he was here in Fairfax and can say you are dearly missed. You must be looking down upon Little Hawk with a huge smile.


Fairfax County PD

2005-07-10


Your son is a fine Trooper and a outstanding young man. I am sure you would be very proud of him. I will watch out for him like you would have so rest easy you watch from above and I'll watch down here.



2005-04-10


Hawk I just found this site, and it has been a long time since we talked. It was two nights before you pasted that we sat at MR.B!s B.P. station, and talked for two or three hours after shift, and solved all the problems of the Highway Patrol. It!s still here, the problems are bigger, and you need to be here to help straighten them out. Remember: I love A man with a good grip: Till we patrol together again.

Trooper Larry Gladden
Tennessee Highway Patrol

2005-03-15


Dear Trooper Holcomb, I met your wife Marilyn and your three childre in 1989, the year that they came to DC to honor you, ever since we have remained friends and have visit each others homes, even though we are in Florida and your family is in Tennessee. This week I visit with two of your children in DC and I am so glad of the work that Marilyn have done with them they are three beautiful and wonderful kids, and we are very proud of your son today he is 23 and a Police Officer in Fairfax, how proud you most be as we all are.

God Bless you and please keep watching over them.

Terry Miyares
Officer Emilio MIyares, widow
Hialeah Police Dept. Florida
killed in line of duty 11/6/86

Terry Miyares, officer's widow
Hialeah Police Dept.


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