Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Deputy Sheriff Duran Ratliff

Dickenson County Sheriff's Office, Virginia

End of Watch Tuesday, March 6, 1973

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Reflections for Deputy Sheriff Duran Ratliff

I hate that you were taken so soon. I love that my Daddy looks so much like you. I love the stories of you giving me coffee off a spoon as I sat on your leg at the kitchen table. I need to say thank you.... Thank you for giving me my Daddy. The man you have given me and my brother and sisters is the most precious man I have ever known in my life. The first man I ever loved. He says he is far from perfect but to me, he is perfect. He loves God and loves his family more than anything. This man I call my Dad loved my Momma the way God wants us to love. That makes him more of a hero to me on top of being the best Dad in the world ! I feel it deep in my heart and soul that God blessed me with the most perfect Mom and Dad he created.
And you started it... Thank you
We will meet again one-day. But until then if you can, hug my Momma for me and watch over and keep my family safe.
Love You Mr ❤️❤️
Stormy Ratliff

Stormy Bre’Aun Ratliff

April 10, 2021

Thank you for your service and please know that your sacrifice is one that will never be forgotten. Rest in peace always.

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

July 27, 2020

Happy Birthday, Daddy. You would have been 100 years old on February 14, 2020. Love & miss you more everyday. Miss never getting the chance to grow up knowing you. Miss you not getting to see what kind of person I turned out to be. Miss you not getting to meet your grand-children & great grand-children. Miss them not getting to know you. Nothing can fill the void that your absence has left. JESUS promises that we will meet again. I hold tightly onto that promise. Love always, your little "Monkey".

Deepest Respect,
Robin Ratliff Workman
Daughter of Duran Ratliff
(Deputy Sherriff - 3/6/73)

February 19, 2020

Rest in peace Deputy Sheriff Ratliff.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

June 4, 2019

Love & miss you, Daddy.

Deepest Respect,
Robin Ratliff Workman
Daughter of Duran Ratliff
(Deputy Sherriff - 3/6/73)

July 14, 2018

Love you, Daddy.


August 15, 2017

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 39th anniversary 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 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.

Phyllis Loya
Mom of fallen California Officer Larry Lasater, Pittsburg PD, eow 4/24/05

March 6, 2012

God didn’t promise days without pain, laughter without sorrow, sun without rain; but He did promise strength for the day, comfort for the tears and light for the way.

Rest in peace.

Michelle - wife of US Marshal

October 29, 2010

Hey Dad


June 21, 2009

"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 © 1993 - All Rights Reserved
and may not be duplicated without permission

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

April 2, 2008

I love you and miss you very much, Daddy.


March 9, 2008

Thinking about you Dad.


March 6, 2008



March 5, 2008

He was a son of Taulby Ratliff, who was a son of Mary "Polly" Francisco Ratliff, who was a daughter of Zarilda Osborne Francisco, who was a daughter of Mary Moore Osborne, who was a daughter of Isaac Moore, Sr., pioneer settler of Elkhorn Creek, of Pike County, KY.

Moore Family Historian

April 10, 2007

May God continue to bless those you left behind. May he hold you close to his heart. Thank you for your supreme sacrifice.

Elaine Murphy
former Dickenson County resident

January 13, 2007

May your Rest be Peaceful.

March 6, 2006

You are not forgotten. God bless your family.

February 9, 2005

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