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Trooper Lamon Weaver

Louisiana State Police, Louisiana

End of Watch Tuesday, April 17, 1973

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Reflections for Trooper Lamon Weaver

I was living in Alexandria at the time of this incident. Sad day, indeed.
RIP Trooper Weaver, and thank you for your service.

Lt. (Ret'd) Bryan E. Simmons
Port Allen, LA P.D.

April 17, 2016

Thank you for your service! I was not living in Rapides Parish in 1973, but am thankful to learn of your service. My son was also killed in the line of duty on Hwy 1 in Rapides Parish in April of 2003.

Kay Denning Wood
Mother of Glen Denning DeVanie End of Watch April 2, 2003

June 22, 2014

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 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.

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

April 17, 2012

"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

February 2, 2008

Red, I think of you from time to time and remember many times we were on duty together and I am thankful for the training you instilled in me and the wise counsel you gave me as a young trooper.

Bill Holly, Jr., Trooper/Special Agent
LSP/U.S. INS-Border Patrol

November 24, 2005

I salute you for your service and honor you for your sacrifice.

Rest in peace.

December 20, 2004

06/08/04

Taken from us much too early but you will never be forgotten. Rest in peace Trooper Weaver.

Captain Robert W Cannon, Ret.
Vermilion Co, Il. Sheriff's Dept.

June 8, 2004

God Bless

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