Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Rest in peace, Deputy Runyon. Your sacrifice for the Great State of Texas will never be forgotten.

Greater Houston C.O.P.S.

February 7, 2012

thank you to chief sandoval for your beatiful posting here in regards to my brother pat. still today it is through teary eyes that i write this just thinking of my brother. ilove him and miss him dearly as do the rest of my family. it warmed my heart to hear the kind things you had to say about pat. i am stregnthened by my faith in the lord jesus ...i know we will meet again and that will be a joyous day for me and my mother and father and all of his brothers and sisters! thanks again,sincerely martin f runyon

martin runyon
brother

September 14, 2011

Our hearts and prayers go out to Pat and his family. Pat and I attended the police academy together and we both tie for second place. I remember him being very competitive during the academy and we both figured we would come in either first or second; however we were both beat out by a .5 by a guy who bought the instructors breakfast tacos every morning. We all knew who was first and second. I also remember Pat having a little baby girl and we lived at the same apartment complex. Pat was a changed person the minute the baby was born. He would take the baby out for walks in the baby stroller all the time. He was so proud to be a father and so proud to have a beautiful little baby girl. What happened to Pat that terrible night could have happened to any one of us. However it shouldn’t have happened to anyone and more painfully, they shouldn’t have gotten away with it. They had a politically suave dirt bag attorney and the citizens of Nueces County lost a dedicated police officer that night. I’m not sure what happened to Pat’s wife and little baby girl since Pat’s death but I will say I knew him very well and he loved his wife and baby girl more than life itself. I pray that Pat is in heaven watching over us all. Pat you will never be forgotten … I love you brother! Sinceramente, AJ

Chief AJ Sandoval
Bexar County Hospital District Police

June 13, 2011

You left so many behind. My heart goes out to all who still miss your presence in their lives.

You are not forgotten.

Constable Amanda Pandolfi
York Regional Police, Ontario Canada

February 7, 2011

Thinking of you today dear brother, as I so often do. You were such a great brother, son, father and friend. Our family will be incomplete util the day we all meet again. I Love you!

Rosemary Felgar
sister

June 19, 2010

Deputy Constable Runyon,
Sir, it may have 29 years ago, but you are still remembered. I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of Nueces County. And to your family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

R.I.P.
USBP

Anonymous

February 8, 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
Sergeant
Richland County Sheriff's Department
Columbia, South Carolina
Used with Special Permission of the Author
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and may not be duplicated without permission

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

February 19, 2008

YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE, AS ALWAYS THIS WRITER IS DISAPPOINTED THAT JUSTICE WAS NOT SERVED ON YOUR BEHALF.

Pat Van Den Berghe
Neighbors for a Better Manchester, NH

February 5, 2008

Patrick and I were room mates as we worked for the F.B.I. in Washington D.C. 1967-1968. I was sad to hear of his death. Patrick was a hard working honest, fun-loving guy. He came from the small town of Seabring Ohio.

Pat, it was an honor to be one of your many friends.

All of us who worked in law enforcement know the dangers. You gave your life in the line of duty protecting others.

Former FBI
Worked with Pat

October 20, 2006

I was a former deputy constable in Nueces Co. I was never aware of the sacrafice you made for our community. God Bless.......

TROOPER I - ELI GARCIA
TEXAS DEPARTMENT OF PUBLIC SAFETY

February 25, 2005

No fallen officer should be without a reflection.
Rest in peace sir, we will take it from here.

February 7, 2005