Officer William H. Murie Arizona Department of Public Safety Arizona Wednesday, November 19, 1980  Leave a Reflection  Return to Memorial  Print This Page  Continue Building Book  Page: 1 of 1

Dick and Julie Murie,

I have worked with you both for many years and you are dear friends. I am devistated by your loss. I am very proud of your son Kevin who was my Explorer and is now an officer. God Bless you all. Love you.

Officer Denise Ossarnna
Cottonwood PD
2009-01-16

Dad, I never stop missing you. KM

Krista McCaleb

2008-11-23

You are remembered today and thank you Sir for your service

Pat Van Den Berghe, Manchester, NH
Neighbors for a Better Manchester, NH
2007-11-27

"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
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Investigator David L Bell
Richland County Sheriff's Dept., Columbia, SC
2007-11-14

Rest in Peace, Officer Murie. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.

Officer 11169

2007-03-14

Thank you for your service and dedication.....

Officer Terry
Northern Arizona
2007-01-23

Even though I have never met my uncle, I hope I can live up to his name. He is missed and will always be thought of as a hero.

Officer Kevin Murie
Cottonwood Police Department
2006-12-11

I never got to meet my Uncle, but from the rest of my family I hear was a good man and a great father. He is missed.

SrA Murie, Christopher
Uunited States Air Force
2006-02-26

May God bless you and your family. Semper Fi.

AZDPS
2005-11-18

Another officer gone to soon! We remember. Keep your hand over us as we continue with your memory.

Narcotics Sergeant
AZDPS
2005-11-10

Even though I was only three years old when my daddy, William Murie, was killed, I remember how much he loved Mom, and how he would cuddle with my sister and me. He was a great daddy, and he will always be deeply loved and missed.

Eryn McGary

2005-02-23