Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Detective Sergeant Jack R. Ohrberg

Indianapolis Police Department, Indiana

End of Watch Thursday, December 11, 1980

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Reflections for Detective Sergeant Jack R. Ohrberg

JACK,

11 December 1980 you were called home, leaving a beautiful family to mourn your loss and celebrate your life and to share your life with countless colleagues and friends, including the citizens of Indianapolis whom you served with dedication, distinction and selfless acts of kindness and courage. Every life you touched can never forget you. God Belss. Thanks for being my friend.

Michael Phelps
Miami, Florida

Michael Phelps
Friend

December 13, 2011

Although I never knew you, I was the man who went through all the evidence and was ordered to destroy it in 1998. I found your hat and wallet... I gave them to your family. Your badge was in it and many other things were found of importance... Your partner cried as we went through it all and I heard the whole story, not just what was placed here as narrative. I commend you and thank you for everything you did to take these thugs off the street. I cried when I saw the alarm clock and heard that the plug had been ripped out of the wall and that was the deciding evidence to prove they were lying about not knowing there were cops at the door... You saved Indianapolis from a further spree of crimes and gave your life. GOD Bless You as he does everyday when you see him.

John King
Indianapolis Police Department

May 27, 2010

Jack,

Twenty-nine years since that dreadful day.

You will never be forgotten by those who love you, worked with you, were touched by your dedication and compassion in doing your job. You once said being a Homicide Detective was "under-rated, over-worked, but worth every bit to bring closure to the victims and their loved ones".

You helped so many people in so many ways.

YOU will never be forgotten.

Mike

Michael Phelps
Friend

December 29, 2009

It's been 28 years since Jack Ohrberg died in the line of duty, shot not far from my then girlfriend's - now wife's -house on the Eastside early in the morning. He was a younger kid neighbor of my mother's in Irvington and later lived around the corner from us on the far Eastside near 38th and Post Road. I was in college in the late 70s and he was in Homicide. I told him I wanted to be a cop and he encouraged me to be a fed if possible. He helped me with some college term papers and let me ride with him to do research. I still remember a suicide and a couple shootings we went to on the near northside and eastside.

Jack, I later became a cop in a big city far from Indianapolis and for the past 22 years, a "fed." You were the quintessential homicide detective. Thanks for helping me out. God rest your soul.

Bob Casey
ex Houston PD/current FBI

December 23, 2008

Jack and I went through the Academy together. I left in 1966 to attend Purdue University extention. Miss ya buddy.

Officer James R. Smith
Indpls Police Dept.

June 3, 2008

You are remembered today and thank you Sir for your service, this writer is pleased that the justice system did what they started out to do

Pat Van Den Berghe, Manchester, NH
Neighbors for a Better Manchester, NH

December 6, 2007

"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

July 31, 2007

Heroes and the sacrifices they make are never forgotten. Detective Ohrberg, you are a true hero and you are not forgotten.

SPO
Salem, Va

December 11, 2006

Detective Ohrberg was a friend and great Officer. I knew Jack through my father, fellow Officer Charles Richardson, now deceased. Jack was caring and went out of his way to help. He was a great example to us all. I know he is missed by all that knew him.

Bonnie Fivecoats

Bonnie Fivecoats
friend

June 5, 2006

Rest easy Sir, you are not forgotten

citizen of Indianapolis

September 13, 2005

I was privileged to have known Jack as a good friend and mentor. He and Detective Harry Thomas Lovell (Deceased), had a tremendous influence on me as a young boy. Jack was a warm, compassionate and dedicated police officer who truly cared about all people. He is the epitomy of the slogan; "To Serve and Protect".

Mike Phelps
Civilian

October 8, 2003

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