Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Patrolman Scott,
On today, the 50th anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of Pittsburgh. And to your Family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

R.I.P.
USBP

Anonymous
United States Border Patrol

October 14, 2020

RIP Brother. May you be with GOD and may GOD be with your family.

Det. Russ Cain
Pittsburgh PD

March 12, 2015

Miss You Dad

John Scott
Son

September 30, 2011

Miss You Dad

John Scott
Son

September 30, 2011

To Patrolman Scott and and his loved ones:

On this the thirty-eighth anniversary of your tragic death, please know that your memory is honored and revered today. Rest in Peace, Patrolman Scott. I am praying for solace for your family today and each day of their journey as survivors.

My son was killed in the line of duty as a Pittsburg, California police officer on April 24, 2005.

This reflection is sent with the utmost respect for the distinquished service John gave to his community and the citizens of Pennsylvania, and for the supreme sacrifice he and his family made on October 10, 1970.

Phyllis Loya

Phyllis Loya
mother of fallen officer Larry Lasater, eow 4/24/05

October 10, 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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and may not be duplicated without permission

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

January 24, 2008

On the eve of the anniversary of your death, we remember you and thank you Sir for your service.

Pat Van Den Berghe, Manchester, NH
Neighbors for a Better Manchester, NH

October 9, 2007

Officer Scott,

I wasn't even 6 months old when the tragic accident took your life. Today, 36 years later I proudly wear the Pittsburgh Police uniform to honor you and officers like you. Tonight, I dedicate my shift in your memory. Thank You.

Rest in Peace
Ken Stevwing

P.O. Stevwing
Pittsburgh Police

October 10, 2006

May you Rest in peace and may Our Lord also sooth the soul of the other officer involved.

October 10, 2006

John after all of these years you are still remembered as a hero! God bless you sir.

Ofcr. Dan Winger
LBCCPD, Ret.

January 24, 2005