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Patrolman Scott Adams Winters

Pompano Beach Police Department, Florida

End of Watch Sunday, July 29, 1990

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Reflections for Patrolman Scott Adams Winters

Rest in peace sir, you will not be forgotten.

Anonymous

July 10, 2009

It was by chance that I got to meet Officer Winters. I was only 15 years old, my father had recently passed away and Scott happened to be on patrol in my neighborhood (East Pompano). He stopped his car while I was walking down the street with some friends. I was carrying a bottle of Margarita Mix, and Scott questioned what I was doing with it, being that I was a minor. He showed concern that my friend's mother was out of town, and said he'd drive by later that night to make sure we weren't drinking. It was the first time I saw a car marked "K-9", and actually got to see a police dog up close. True to his word, Scott drove by later that night - and caught us hiding the liquor bottle in the bushes. He confiscated the bottle, and although my friends and I we weren't too happy about that back then, I remember how horrible it felt when I heard of his untimely passing. As the 19th anniversary of his passing approaches, I pray that his family and those who knew him celebrate Scott's life and never forget the commitment he showed to Pompano Beach PD.

Heidi DuBree
Citizen of Pompano Beach

July 9, 2009

OFC Winters, you were my fathers FTO in pompano back in the day, i just want to thank you for training him to be a good officer and k-9 officer. rest in peace sir

OFC Son

July 9, 2008

Officer Winters 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

May 19, 2008

Scott, Today when I teach my academy class I will use your story as an example of how a police officer lives and dies. You were without a doubt one of the finest police officers I have ever meet. You never quit. Your memory lives on and will serve as an example for another generation of law enforcement. Miss you much, Ian

SA Ian Rifield
U.S. Secret Service /PDPB 1983-1996

January 29, 2008

Scott, (656)

My Brother!! My Best Friend!! I remember the first time I met you, you were teaching all the new cadets CPR/First Aid. We aruged through most of the class but in the end, you were always right. Then, I became your partner and we basically ran the streets of Eloy, Arizona. You taught me so much about being an officer. Then you left and went to Pompano Beach Police Department, I followed you there. Even there, you were my mentor and you continued to teach me everything I needed to know about being an officer. It has taken me 17 1/2 years to write this down and it's still hard. You were my best friend and there's not a day that goes by that I don't think of you. I MISS MY BROTHER and PARTNER, my Best Friend. But I know someday we will be Partners again. May God Bless You!! I know you will continue to watch over me and all the other fellow officers.

Respectfully,

Kelvin Williams (720)
1920 Mt. Shasta DR.
San Pedro, California 90732
(602)421-9711

Kelvin Williams

January 6, 2008

Hey Scott,
I can remember when I was a Police Explorer with Pompano you always asked did I have my vest on. I can remember riding along with you, and you teaching the ways of law enforcement. Now I am in my tenth year of law enforcement, and it is because of officers like yourself. You are never forgotten.

Keith Adams-Police Explorer
Clayton Police Dept- North Carolina

November 4, 2007

Where to start....I met you at the Fort Lauderdale K-9 Training site. Scott, we were not a whole lot different, full of piss & vinegar, damn proud of what we were doing. You came in with your dog and thought you were it man! I worked a dog for Hollywood at the time and have since retired but I for one will never forget the disgust I felt on that tragic night when your life was taken. How angry I was that you had been so pressured about the use of your dog and how many bites you may have had. I have carried this with me for years and felt this the forum to finally vent. It angers me to no end Scott, that the external pressures you felt about utilizing your canine partner probably made you hesitant to cut him loose. "Those people," and they know who they are, will have to live with your death for the rest of their lives and may they lose sleep every single night. I miss you my friend!


Fellow Canine Cop

October 4, 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

October 4, 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

October 2, 2007

I knew you for a short time but i do know someone that will miss you evshed he was thereeryday. I lnow Dean wishes he were there to help and just hold you until the very end. You may not be here on tis earth everyday but your soul and your spirt lives on and in many places and in peoples heart iknow you touched me in many ways you have truly opened my eyes to alot of things i didnt see or just didnt want to see. REST IN PEACE SCOTT WE WILL WATCH OVER YOU

Sandra FOX

August 30, 2007

Scott was a good friend to everyone, and an excellent officer. He has been sorely missed, by many. God Bless you Scott!

Ann Walton Harper, Dispatcher
Former Pompano Beach PD, current TVA Police

August 14, 2007

It has been 17 years now and I'm reading thru this with my soon to be 13 year old daughter. She has known your name since she was old enough to understand. You are still and always will be missed.

anonymous
Friend

August 7, 2007

On the 17th anniversary of Patrolman Winters' death, we honored his service in our patrol briefing by reading his entry from ODMP. Each day, we honor one fallen officer on the anniversary of their death so as to keep them in our thoughts, and also to remind us of the dangers inherent in our job. Patrolman Winters is not forgotten.

Agent Zach Perron
Palo Alto (CA) Police Department

July 29, 2007

Here we are another year has passed. A day that will be long remembered in my mind. July 29,1990. Nine months out on my own thinking that it would be a easy night in the City Of Pompano Beach. No it wasn't. It was a sad night and a long night of wondering why. Why did this happen. No rhyme nor reason. It happened.
Now we move on and keep moving on remembering the good times and continuing to remember you.
I cannot forget what happened 17 years ago and those who were there that day will not either. We miss ya Scotty keep watching over us everyday and we will keep on moving!!!!
RIP

Deputy Mike "Truck" Powell
BSO

July 29, 2007

Although my travels have since brought me to North Alabama, my heart remains entrenched in South Florida, mainly due to you, Scott. I will never forget your endearing personality, your sense of humor, and your presence as a more experienced senior officer. When I found your memorial today, almost 17 years after your passing, it hit me like a ton of bricks, and made me confront feelings I thought I had supressed. The streets of west Pompano are much different from where I now rear my 8 year-old daughter. I no longer look over my shoulder as much, but I always have that sense of awareness. My daughter knows about you and your heroism. She talks of enforcing the law one day. I know I was just out of the 143rd Academy and we did not spend much time together, but you left an indelible impression on me and on a little girl you never had a chance to meet. Continue to RIP as the 17th anniversary of your passing approaches. KM

Former Officer Ken Miller
Pompano Beach Police Department

July 20, 2007

Scott, Certainly a cops cop.

Tony Lanza
Pompano Beach PD

January 29, 2007

Scott,

Though I did not know you that well I did know you. I remember the that day as it haunts with every year passing. Though my career continued onto NC, and have since left, I remember certain glimmers in role call as you would be laughing and joking with others. As others have left, you have and will be missed. God bless you and all others that keep our loveones safe.

Former Pompano PD Reserve (R55)
Pompano PD

January 10, 2007

Scott,
I don't know why I'm writing now, but with the recent death of a BSO deputy, it prompted me to look at your reflection page. I was on the job 6 months when you died, but I still remember sitting next to you in roll call in the back row, joking and laughing. You made me laugh so hard. I wish I would have gotten to know you better. You were always there as back up and I remember helping you train one night in a warehouse with Baron, that was fun. Then there was a night when you answered a call where a woman allegedly saw a ghost. I remember your code out, "Casper is G.O.A."
Scott, remember you are not forgotten and please watch over your law enforcement brothers and sisters.


Former Pompano PD/BSO

November 17, 2006

Scott, I didn't know you, but you and my husband were buddies, he was there that day - I met my husband 2 years after you were taken from us - he talks about you - over the years I see more smiles than sadness when he does. 5yrs after that tragic day I made the drive up with my husband & a fellow PPD officer and we "scratched" your name on the memorial.
16yrs have passed and I want you to know that what happened to you made him the Corporal he is today - he's been in scarey situations and has been guarded by you(r memory)!
Rest in Peace~

KLN
wife of partner/friend

November 15, 2006

Scott, I didn't know you, but you and my husband were buddies, he was there that day - I met my husband 2 years after you were taken from us - he talks about you - over the years I see more smiles than sadness when he does. 5yrs after that tragic day I made the drive up with my husband & a fellow PPD officer and we "scratched" your name on the memorial.
16yrs have passed and I want you to know that what happened to you made him the Corporal he is today - he's been in scarey situations and has been guarded by you(r memory)!
Rest in Peace~

KLN
wife of partner/friend

November 15, 2006

My Brother Scott there is not a day that I dont think what it would be like if you were here today. Being married for the last 14years I have two children. When they walk into my den I have photo's of you, your Flag displayed,your Badge and photo's of K9Baron.When my children ask me who is that man in the photo's. I tell them that is Daddy's BEST FRIEND He's is a HERO. They want to meet you but I tell them they cant right now but someday we will. GOD BLESS YOU,I MISS YOU and there is NEVER a day without you. You will always be here.

"Cause I Can"

Deputy Sheriff Dean A. Mirra
Broward Sheriff''s Office

October 29, 2006

Scott,
July 29, 1990. This day as if it were yesterday when I was there pleading to you to hold on. Pain I felt for you. How I wish you could have shared and could have taken it way from you. It says fresh in the mind 16 years later and will continue. I miss you bud! We will continue to celebrate your life never forgetting including me.

Deputy Mike "Truck" Powell
Broward Sheriff's Office

August 7, 2006

I spent 5 years of my young life with this man and it still doesn't seem real to me. Could the kind officer who contacted me in Germany please contact me again? I still have things I need to know.
Thank you, Holly Baxter (Winters)

Holly Baxter

August 4, 2006

I WILL NEVER FORGET YOU OR HOW BIG A HOLE YOUR LOSS LEFT IN OUR HEARTS. YOU WERE A GOOD MAN AND A GOOD FRIEND.

KATHI TURNER
WIFE OF GREENACRES OFFICER DON TURNER

March 10, 2006

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