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Trooper Ferdinand Frederick "Bud" Pribbenow

Kansas Highway Patrol, Kansas

End of Watch Saturday, July 11, 1981

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Reflections for Trooper Ferdinand Frederick "Bud" Pribbenow

I grew up in the same town as Bud, and went to school with his daughter, Tracy, and have sung in the church choir with another daughter, Toyia. I still remember the pain and sorrow I felt for Bud's family when I heard the news. One of his grandsons that he never met was pursuing a career in law enforcement the last I knew. Bud would have been proud to see that. He raised a wonderful family, and for that he should also be proud. God Bless you, Bud, and God Bless your family.

Eric Stites

May 13, 2008

Trooper Pribbenow,

Sir, thank you for making the ultimate sacrifice in making the world a safer place for us to live in. You are a true hero. Rest easy sir, you will not be forgotten.

TROOPER
New Jersey State Police

April 3, 2008

Brother,You will always be missed,from 1000 miles away,Youre a hero!

Officer
Phoenix Police,Arizona

February 17, 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
Copyright © 1999 - All Rights Reserved
and may not be duplicated without permission

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

October 25, 2007

I love you Daddy...and I always will.

Love,
Nicoli

Nicoli Anderson
Daughter

May 5, 2006

Your sacrifice will not be forgotten. God bless you and keep you always.

DE
St. Louis City Police

July 11, 2005

Trooper Pribbenow-

You will always be remembered and never be forgotten. Rest in peace, my brother, for we have the watch.

Minnesota Deputy

Anonymous

March 27, 2004

Daddy,

Tracy and I heard that another Kansas officer has joined you in Heaven today -- please take care of him! We're doing the best we can to be of help to the families down here, as you taught us to serve others. We continue to miss you, especially when something like this happens. Help us to get through it!

Love, Toyia

Toyia (Pribbenow) Bulla, daughter
Kansas Concerns of Police Survivors

September 23, 2003

The FBI Agents Association salutes you! Rest in Peace!

Your daughter, Tracy, has our support.

Special Agent Darin L. Paul
FBI Agents Association

Tracy-I am so sorry you have gone so many years without your dad. My heart aches for your deep loss. I know you are sustained by memories of him in your life. I know he would be proud you continue to remember him with such strength. God Bless you and your entire family.

Police Sergeant Charlotte, NC
5-9-03

Anonymous

Daddy,
Even after 20 years, I still miss you every day.

Tracy

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