Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Trooper Richard D. Oldaker

Oklahoma Highway Patrol, Oklahoma

End of Watch Monday, July 3, 1978

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Reflections for Trooper Richard D. Oldaker

Thank you for your service and please know that your sacrifice will never, ever be forgotten. Rest In Peace always.

Detective Cpl/3 Steven Rizzo
Delaware State Police (Retired)

July 3, 2020

Trooper Oldaker, rest in peace.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 10, 2019

Trooper Oldaker,
On today, the 39th anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you to you and your fellow Trooper who was also on that plane with you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of the state of Oklahoma. And to your Family and loved ones, I wish to to extend my deepest sympathy.


United States Border Patrol

July 3, 2017

Time may have passed but you are not forgotten. I believe as long as someone remembers you or speaks your name, you are still with us.
Thank you for your heroism.
GOD Bless

Detention Officer A.Zambito

July 4, 2015

To fully appreciate the heroes of the present, we must recognize our heroes of the past. Your heroism and service is honored today, the 34th anniversary year of your death. Your memory lives and you continue to inspire. Thank you for your service. My cherished son Larry Lasater was a fellow police officer who was murdered in the line of duty on April 24, 2005 while serving as a Pittsburg, CA police officer.

Time never diminishes respect. Your memory will always be honored and revered. Rest In Peace

Phylllis Loya
mom of fallen Pittsburg (CA) Officer Larry Lasater

December 28, 2012

His Judgment Day:
The officer stood and faced his God, Which must always come to pass. He hoped his shoes were shinning, Just as brightly as his brass.
"Step forward now, Officer, How shall I deal with you? Have you always turned the other cheek To my church have you been true?"
The officer squared his shoulder and said, "No, Lord, I guess I aint, Because those of us who carry badges can't always be a saint.
I've had to work most Sundays, And at times my talk was rough, And sometimes I've been violent Because the streets are tough.
But I never took a penny That wasn't mine to keep.. Though I worked a lot of overtime, when the bills got too steep.
And I never passed a cry for help Though at times I shook with fear. And sometimes, God forgive me, I've wept an unmanly tear.
I know I don't deserve a place among the people here. They never wanted me around except to calm their fear.
If you've a place for me here, Lord, it needn't be so grand. I never expected or had too much, But if you don't...I'll understand.
There was silence all around the throne, where the saints often trod. As the officer waited quietly for the judgment of his God.
"Step forward now, Officer. You've borne your burdens well. Come walk a beat on heaven's streets, You've done your time in hell"

Author unknown

May God be with everyone

Motor officer Terry Pauley
Plano PD Plano, TX

May 23, 2010

"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
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

January 9, 2008

Rest in peace, Sir! You are not forgotten.

Police Officer

May 11, 2006

Believe it or not, Richard Oldaker gave me a ticket for my first moving violation when I was a teenager in 1970.

I was sixteen years old, living in Tulsa, and terrified that an OHP trooper had even seen me moving down the highway. The troopers were second only to God. He observed me making a violation three blocks from my parent's house.

I made a "moving stop" through a stop sign and despite that, he was extremely professional. (I was truly guilty of the offense)

Later, when I was in college, I joined the Dallas Police, and later the Texas Dept of Public Safety, the DEA, and finally retired from the United States Central Intelligence Agency.

In 1978, I learned from a law enforcement friend in Oklahoma that Richard had died in the line of duty. He was a professional's professsional and a stand up guy.

Take it from a scared 16 year old kid in 1969 who saw those red and white lights in his rear view mirror. He was a trooper's trooper and a man's man.

What a "stand up guy".

I wish I could have a drink with him today.

I'll never forget.

John S. Swartz
Houston, Texas

John Swartaz
DEA Retired

January 11, 2006

I worked with Richard years ago when we both served on the Norman Police Department before he went to the OHP. I just ran across this site. Richard was a good friend and officer. My prayers are with him.

Jerry Jensen
Norman Police Department

May 17, 2004

Richard is and will continue to be missed. He had such a positive person. I had the opportunity to attend some college courses with him and other Troopers, we learned a little but certainly had a great time. Always in a good mood and ready with a joke, but rest assured he would be the one you would want backing you on a hot call. It was an honor knowing him.

Assistant Chief Carl Wortham
Sand Springs Police Department

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