Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

As my career's end is coming closer, I decided to check and find those who had lost their lives during the year that I was hired. While it's been many years since your passing, I'm sure those you left behind and those whom with you served with distinction have kept you alive in their memories. Thank you for your service and for looking out for us who continue in our chosen profession. Rest in peace Officer Pegues.

Sgt. Robert Mau Sr.
PD Joliet IL

December 18, 2008

Rest in Peace Officer Pegues, you will always be remembered by your brothers and sisters in the NYPD. Gone but not forgotten......

Sergeant Chris DiToro
NYPD

August 19, 2008

"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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Investigator David L Bell
Richland County Sheriff's Dept., Columbia, SC

December 20, 2007

It warms my heart to see that my Dad has not been forgotten. I was almost four when he was taken away and the few memories I have of my Dad are all special. Thank You so much for remembering him, It means so much to me.

Sabrina
Daughter

March 26, 2007

Officer Thomas V. Pegues,
You served the City of New York well. We are proud of you and your memory will live on through your brothers in Blue. Watch over us and keep us safe!

STPD

March 7, 2006

Tommy
31 years later, you are gone but not forgotten!
RIP my brother.

TPF Forever
NYPD-

January 25, 2006

Tommy-a great guy and a great cop.
25 years later, still unbelievable

TPF Brother

NYPD-TPF

September 16, 2005

Rest in peace....

Philadelphia Police

August 13, 2005