Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Officer John Lee Butler, Sr.

Jacksonville Sheriff's Office, Florida

End of Watch Monday, March 10, 1997

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Reflections for Officer John Lee Butler, Sr.

I met you as a result of your son-in-law Chuck. At the time, Chuck and I worked at University Medical Center and had a mutual friend, Tony. The first time I met you was on the street when I rode with Tony. He introduced us and told me that Chuck was engaged to your daughter Jennifer. I remember warning you about Chuck and you saying something about "tell me something I don't already know". We laughed and parted ways. You never forgot me and that was apparent every time you came to the Hosptial bringing in an uncooperative arrestee. I also recall the talks we had while waiting on the hopsital staff to either sew up the suspect or pump their stomach for narcotics. We talked about a lot. I remember swapping stories about different calls we have been on,about family and particularly my goals. you always encouraged me and every time you saw me you asked if I was still pusuing my law enforcement career. I to wanted to be on the streets just like Chuck and I learned a lot from you. As fate would have it, I attended the Academy with Chuck, we rode together almost every day. I would drop him off at your house and there I would see you and your son, John working on that mustang in the garage. You would always give Chuck and I a hard time and call us "wantabees" among other creative "titles" bestowed upon us from your vast vocabulary. I remember when you got car 411. It was suppose to be for FHP but you managed to get one. They were faster than the other cars and easily identifiable by the tan interior. I was stopped at the traffic light on Normandy Blvd. at I-295. You pulled up next to my wife and I and asked if I wanted to race. When I recognized you I said sure. The light changed and here we went. A Police car drag racing on the street. I was driving my Imapla SS and barely beat you. You said I cheated and we shared a laugh and waved goodbye to each other and went our separate ways. My wife still can't believe I raced a police car.

One thing that was quickly apparent to me was not only your love and dedication to your job and community but more so, your love and dedication to your family.

I remember receiving the call from Chuck telling me about your incident and that you were at the hosptial and it didn't look good. I dropped what I was doing and my wife and I immediately left for the hospital. We arrived at the hopsital soon after and I saw Jennifer sitting on the curb and Chuck next her and I knew then. I wasn't going to laugh with you anymore, swap stories or ever race you again.

I miss you Butler, thanks for being my friend.

Lieutenant Dean Nipper,
Federal Reserve Police
Training Division

Lt. Dean Nipper
Federal Reserve Police

We had fun when we worked in the jail,then we hit the street. Thanks for being a friend.

Ptlm. G.V. Daunhauer
Jacksonville S.O.

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