Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Sammy:

From Sid Karps and Vallies' across the street, to Sharons house in Paramus, there's lots of fond memories. Sorry you didn't have more time to enjoy life. I believe you enjoyed what you did have, just like the rest of us. And thank you for your service.

Eddie Chevalier
Bennington, NH

Eddie Chevalier
Co-worker & friend

November 6, 2008

Rest in Peace my brother.

Kevin T Ryan
Ex- New Jersey Cop

January 4, 2008

Another year has come. Today was bitterly cold just like 19 years ago. Stay safe Sammy

Jersey City Police Dept.

January 3, 2008

YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE

VANDENBERGHE
MANCHESTER, NH

December 31, 2007

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

December 12, 2007

God Speed, Brother.

P.O.K.Murphy
Union PD, NJ

October 9, 2007

Thanks for always being there. Rest In Peace Brother.

Anonymous

March 24, 2007

I miss you so much Uncle Sammy... I wish God didn't have to take you ... I hope you have Kayley safe R.I.P. Kayley Marie 5/12/05 - 9/7/06 I love you Uncle Sammy

Kristan Kerr
Niece/God daughter

January 5, 2007

17 years today. That was a bitter cold night today was a 60 degree day in New Jersey in January. Happy Anniversary another year closer to retirement.

PO
Jersey City Police Dept

January 4, 2007

G-d Bless.

January 4, 2007

hi uncle sammy! i know you know what has been going on... my best friend's grandfather is dying he is basically like my grandpa... it was a really tough day for me.. please take care of him because we know he is about to go home... i miss you and i love you... these are the times when i need you the most i wish you were still a phone call away... i know you are only a prayer away but its not the same... i miss you more than anything in this world.

Kristan Kerr/Goddaughter

April 8, 2006

i'm just dropping by to say hello...
i found this poem and i thought of you because you were and still are my second father...
My daddy is a policeman, he wears a suit of blue;
he didn't come home from work last night,
mommy says he's in heaven with you.

I'm worried about my daddy Lord,
he's never been away this long before;
mommy cried when she told me
that we wouldn't see daddy any more

I don't know what it was
that mommy was trying to explain;
she said the police were after a bad man,
and somehow my daddy was slain.

Now I don't know what that means Lord,
all I know is we miss daddy a lot;
because tomorrow is my birthday,
and I sure hope he hasn't forgot.

Lord if my daddy is up there in heaven,
please tell him as soon as he is free;
to hurry back home as fast as he can,
because we miss him, mommy and me.

Thank you God, Amen

Kristan/goddaughter

February 27, 2006

Not a day goes by that I don't think about you. Even though I was only 4 years old when you passed away I have so many memories of you. Words can not even describe how much I miss you and what you mean to me. You are my hero and there should be more people in this world like you. You always called me your little angel, now you are my angel. I love you and miss you so much.
Hugs and Kisses xoxo
Your Pumpkin,
Kristan

Kristan Kerr - niece/goddaughter

February 25, 2006

To a fellow Ranger Fan...Miss you Sammy !!...God Bless

Mugga Slane

February 20, 2006

On the anniversary of your death, I salute you for your service and honor you for your sacrifice.

May God rest your soul.

January 4, 2005