Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Gone but not forgotten! RIP!

Sergeant (Retired) Robert D. Foreman
Miami-Dade Police Department

December 18, 2012

Rest in Peace, Detective Zore. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.

Officer 11169

February 14, 2012

I was with Bobby a few nights before at our Kendall District Christmas party and we spoke about the job that we both had chosen. On that Christmas eve a TV report had come out that a Police Officer had been shot, I immediately called in to see who it was and where I could be of help. I was told not to worry that he was at the Hospital and would be allright. He passed the following day after the Dr's found out that his bleeding was too severe to contain.
Rest in Peace my friend, I will never ever forget you.

P.O. Paul Kuiper
M.D.P.D.

January 19, 2012

I was accross the street on Kendall driving to an off duty detail when the call when out. I spent 3 hrs looking for the suspect in my POV. I had no doubt there would be shots if I found him.
You were having Christmas dinner w your family when you responded to the 29. That was who you were. It was rumored you gave someone you arrested bond money to help them out .Thats who you were. Rest In Peace and be QRU always. I never forget that night

Ofc Dave Neesan-Former officer
Metro -Dade Police-

January 18, 2012

Merry Christmas Detective Zore, we will never forget the sacrifice that you made for all of us. Continue to rest in peace hero...


Deb Azure
Mother of Deputy Renee Danell Azure
EOW 08/06/02
Union County SO, Lake Butler, FL

Deb

December 25, 2011

To The family of Det. Zore:
I wanted to offer my sympathies on your tragic murder. Det. Zore I remembered reading of your killing. Your bravery and courage will not be forgotten. You left behind a young wife and daughter and passed away at the hospital early Christmas morning. Your friends and colleagues will forever remember your dedication and fortitude. My dad was a long time policeman with New York City with the 102 precinct for almost 40 years. Rest in peace Det. Zore.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

February 8, 2011

Bobby, you are still missed. To everyone who made entries here you have no idea how much your thoughts mean to us. Thank you all for your service.

Rich Zore
cousin

January 23, 2011

I was a Traffic Homicide rookie detective that evening. As I was home with family and friends, preparing for the big dinner and big day ahead, I happened to call a dispatcher friend of mine to wish her and her family a happy holiday. She sounded somber and told me about Bobby being shot.

I left the house and joined the manhunt, coming a block away from where the subject's car was found but, in a decision I will always regret making, turned around and headed south to look some other place.

The animal who killed Bobby was caught and send to where he belongs, behind bars forever! Bobby had just gotten his baby daughter a doll and we found it in the trunk of his car. Perhaps what hurts the most, is that, at the hospital, the doctors asured us that Bobby would be find after surgery.

In the early morning hours of the 25th, when I was working a double fatality in South Dade, the Medical Examiner wagon arrived to pick up the two bodies. Inside, there was another body, covered. When I asked the driver who that was he said it was Bobby Zore. I almost dropped to the ground, totally unexpected.

Today, his daughter is at least 27 and life has gone on for his widow but, nobody who was on duty that very unusually cold evening would ever forget the call coming through the airwaves. Not on Christmas eve, not in a very nice area of Miami Dade. But it happened.

The lesson, be careful out there ans ALWAYS, wear your vest. Rest in peace Bobby, and pray for the rest of us down here.

Frank A Piloto Jr,
Metro Dade Police Dept, Retired

December 25, 2010

Merry Christmas in heaven. No matter how much times has passed we will never forget the heroes who gave their all to protect us.

Deb Azure
Mother of Deputy Renee Danell Azure
EOW 08/06/02
Union County SO, Lake Butler, FL

Anonymous

December 25, 2010

Xmas eve 1983. I was a rookie working the afternoon shift. I had been on my own about 4-5 months, just long enough to think I knew what I was doing...20 years old...idealistic...not old enough to buy a gun...not old enough to drink, but old enough to be a cop...proudly wearing my badge and a dept issued handgun. Reality hit hard that night...

I was on the scene of a murder, a domestic stabbing. I was trying to come to terms with that level of family violence on a xmas eve, when the dispatcher came on the air, broadcasting that an officer had been shot and issuing a BOLO for the subject.

All of my xmas eve's before that night had been spent at home, surrounded by friends and family...safe. I remember how I felt sitting alone in my police car that night, surrounded by violence instead of family on xmas eve. This was a new reality for me, very different from what my world had been until then.

The expectations that came with the badge and uniform I was wearing suddenly seemed overwhelming for a 20 year old kid. I was like him now...like the cop from Station 5 who was shot that night (I found out later it was Robert Zore).

As I sat there alone in my car, thinking about all the people that were safe at home with their families, I realized that Bobby Zore and cops like him...like me...made it possible for people to be safe in their homes on xmas eve...and on every other night.

As young cops, we learn many things from other cops...how to make a traffic stop, how to pat down a subject, how to fill out paperwork (or how to avoid filling out paperwork) and even where to find good places to eat.

That night, Robert Zore taught me one of the most valuable lessons that a cop can teach another cop: he taught me about courage. I will always be grateful to Bobby Zore for teaching a scared 20 year old kid the type of courage it took to be a good cop. What he taught me about courage on that xmas eve in 1983 helped me confront the situations that I eventually faced throughout my 25 year career. I will always remember and honor him for it.

I've ever expressed these thoughts to anyone before, but I'm glad that I came across this page and was able to do so. I hope that any family members who read this will understand that as painful as it was to lose him, he left a part of himself imprinted in many people, some who never even met him, simply because of the man he was...09/06-but not forgotten...

Lt. R. Iglesias
MDPD - Retired

October 31, 2010

I never had the privilege to meet you, but my dad did. He was your Sergeant at that time. He was devastated when you died. He talked about you all the time. I know you and my dad are up in heaven together now.

Lindsay Allen
Daughter of Captain Randy Allen

February 24, 2010

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 26th 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 murdered in the line of duty on April 24, 2005 while serving as a Pittsburg, CA police officer.

Rest In Peace

Phyllis Loya
mother of fallen officer Larry Lasater

December 30, 2009

Det. Zore,
On today, the 25th anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of the Metro-Dade County Area. And to your family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

R.I.P.
USBP

Anonymous

December 25, 2008

ONE DARK EVENING IN NOV 1983, I WAS A COLLEGE KID STRANDED ON AN UNLIT BACK ROAD IN S.MIAMI, SITTING IN MY BROKEN DOWN MAZDA RX3 TRYING TO THINK OF A WAY TO SAFELY GET HELP. HAVING NO WAY TO CALL FOR HELP, I WAS REALLY HAPPY WHEN I SAW OFFICER ZORE STOP TO ASSIST. HE WAS FIMILIAR WITH THE WANKEL ROTARY ENGINE AND KNEW EXACTLY WHAT TO DO TO GET IT STARTED. HE ESCORTED ME TO THE GAS STATION AND MADE CERTAIN THE ENGINE WAS RUNNING AND I WAS ON MY WAY HOME BEFORE HE DEPARTED. I GREATLY APPRECIATED THIS AS I KNEW HE COULD TELL THAT I WAS UNCOMFORTABLE IN THE AREA AT NIGHT.
WHEN I RETURNED FROM XMAS BREAK, I RETURNED ONE DAY TO THE GAS STATION TO FIND OUT WHO HE WAS TO THANK HIM. OBVIOUSLY, I WAS GREATLY DISTRESSED TO FIND OUT WHAT HAD HAPPENED TO HIM. MY SYMPATHIES GO OUT TO HIS ENTIRE FAMILY FOR THEIR LOSS AND TO MDPD. HE WAS A KIND-HEARTED INDIVIDUAL AND AN ASSET TO THE FORCE.
SINCERELY,
L.S.AUGUST

PH3 LYNEV AUGUST
USNR

August 25, 2008

God Speed, Brother.

P.O.K.Murphy
Union PD, NJ

June 19, 2008

You are remembered today and thank you Sir for your service.

VanDenBerghe
manchester, NH

December 23, 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
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and may not be duplicated without permission

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

October 3, 2007

I was your Sergeant at the time you were killed. You were a member of a hand picked specialized unit that sought out crime offenders. You were picked because of your intelligence, bravery and commitment to your profession. You had a gentleness about you and truly cared for people. You died a hero leaving behind a wife and daughter who loved and adored you. I cherish my memories of you and often think of our talk before you went into surgery that Christmas day. May you rest in peace knowing that others have followed in your footsteps to ensure the safety and well being of our fellow human beings.

Captain Randy L. Allen (ret'd)
Miami-Dade Police Department

February 23, 2007

To the family of Detective Zore, it has been twenty three years since Robert was taken from you. He has not been forgotten. He did his part in trying to make Dade County a safer place to live. He is what hero's are made of. God Bless you all.

Sgt. Jim May
CMPD Charlotte, NC (ret)

January 17, 2007

Det. Zore your work on this Earth as we know it is done. You are in God's Care now. May you rest in peace brother.

SGT. Daryl Brewer
Clarksville Police Dept....Clarksville, Tennessee

February 21, 2006

I went to the academy with Bobby. I still think about the day I heard he was shot. I was on the SRT team that arrested the suspect. The best always die.

DAVID NELSON-
METRO DADE POLICE

April 12, 2005

Rest in peace for we have the watch now.

Ofc. Michael Walker
Tallahassee Police Dept.

March 25, 2004