Marshal James (Red) Larimer St. John Police Department Indiana Saturday, February 20, 1971  Leave a Reflection  Return to Memorial  Print This Page  Continue Building Book  Page: 1 of 1

I was just a little girl when this tragedy occured. I lived only a couple of houses down from the park that was dedicated to his memory. I remember reading the memorial time and time again, never really understanding the dedication that a police officer offers to us on a daily basis. I am now a grown woman and understand what the boys in blue offer us. Thank you to every last police officer!!!! You are appreciated.

Anonymous

2009-11-22

Marshal Larimer your work on this Earth as we know it is done. You are in God's Hands now brother. May you rest in peace

SGT. Daryl Brewer
Clarksville Police Dept. Clarksville, Tennessee
2008-05-23

YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR DEDICATION AND SERVICE, YOU ARE A HERO JUST BY THE PROFESSION YOU CHOSE.

VANDENBERGHE
MANCHESTER, NH
2008-02-12

"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
2007-10-23

We will NEVER forget......

HEROS LIVE FOREVER !!!!!

2006-09-24

I feel deep sorrow and gratitude that this officer gave his life to protect others, but at the same time what a senseless act to leave you weapon on the front seat instead of putting it back in the holster. It could of been avoided.

2004-12-16

Marshal Larimer....I know the location where you left us. The town of St. John has grown in size & population, but the "old timers" still know of your story & heroism. This site ensures that the younger generation will not forget it either. Thank you for your service & God bless...from a fellow Hoosier.

Special Agent Dennis Duncan
Norfolk Southern Railway Police
2004-03-25

Rest in peace Brother James, you will not be forgotten.

Son of G. Truman Wortham EOW 7/15/73

Assistant Chief Carl Wortham
Sand Springs PD OK