Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Brian,
Your actions that night are what being an LAPD officer is all about. You never waivered in your commitment and dedication in protecting the citizens of Los Angeles from a cold-blooded predator. You fought til the end and we will never forget your courage. KMA-367

Sgt R. Alvarez
LAPD / Newton Division

June 10, 2009

BRYAN I THINK OF YOU EVERY DAY, I WILL BE GOING TO SEE YOU TOMMOROW AT VETERNS MEMORIAL IN HOUSTON, I WILL BE TAKING MY CHILDREN AND TELLING THEM OF OUR TIMES IN THE CORP, SOMALIA AND HOW WE WERE GOOD FRIENDS.

TROOPER III JAMES C. GONZALES
TEXAS HIGHWAY PATROL-HEMPSTEAD TX

May 25, 2009

Dylon.....our hearts and prayers are with you.

P2 Por Vida
LAPD

November 29, 2008

I can't believe that 10 years have passed. It seems like yesterday that you were taken from us. You are not forgotten and you are missed. My prayers are still with your lovely family and Dylan. In the eyes of all who knew you, you are a true hero. God bless you, bro.

D3
LAPD

November 28, 2008

I think of Brian often. I had meet Brian in the summer of '95 while I was in Ca. visiting w/ relative. He had stopped by my cousins house who was in the Academy with Brian. He had such a way about himself that made him just stand out. He always knew what he wanted. Straight to the point and very honest.

Dylon, when your father spoke of you, which he did often, you could just see the sparkle in his eyes and the love in his voice when he spoke of you. How proud and lucky he was tobe your father.

Beth
Friend

August 25, 2008

I think of my nephew often. He was the "little brother" I never had. I think, "What would he be doing now?" "What would he think of his son, now 17 years old?"

I am so proud of my nephew. Of what he was doing, and his contributions to society. I feel deeply that he was here for a special purpose and whatever it was, he accomplished it and now he's gone.

His memory lives on in each of us, his remaining family members and those who's lives he touched. I will always remember the fun we had together when we were both children.

To all those that loved him, he did a job well done.

(a side note to my Nephew Dylan - I hope you are doing well, your cousins John Josephine and Beatrice send you our best wishes.)

Love, Mary(Janie Reyna)Boehnlein

Mary J Boehnlein
Maternal Aunt

June 13, 2008

Brian,

I still think about you. Weather you knew it or not you did make an impact on my life. You were truely a hero in my eyes.

May 5, 2008

i just wanted to show all my luv to you!!! i never got to really get to know you because i was so young when you were doing great things in your life. When i heard about what had happened i remember being there with your mom and tried to give her some support. my sister and I moved in with her so we could help her. She misses you so much. My mom misses you also she remembers those times she used to play with you. well please keep an eye one her and also on your grandmother she was the best things in our life also but i know that the both of you are watching over us. much love your cousin.

pfc Casas, Beatrice
cousin

January 21, 2008

Brian, it's hard to believe it has been 9 years since that tragic day. You are truly missed.

Honor pride will to survive 9-95.

Sergeant Kevin J. Royce
LAPD

December 12, 2007

rest in peace hero

vandenberghe
nh

November 29, 2007

Devil Dawg:

Recently, one of Your classmates' brother, and I were discussing You. Today, as I type this, I am sitting here next to another one of Your classmates-"Gonzo". He is a Sergeant now, and doing well here in Southeast. Until he told me, I had no idea that You were the first in Your class to become a P.O. III. Such a promising career, cut down so soon.

Keep an eye on us down here.

Maj M. B. Parlor
USMC / LAPD

November 29, 2007

It is true! The streets of heaven are guarded by United States Marines! Semper Fidelis


Fellow Marine, Brother Officer..

November 29, 2007

It is true! The streets of heaven are guarded by United States Marines! Semper Fidelis


Fellow Marine, Brother Officer..

November 29, 2007

I did not know Officer Brown, I saw his story in the 2008 NLEOM calendar and noticed by the ribbon bars in his photo that he'd been a Marine. I'm also a cop and a former Marine, and was in an officer-involved shooting in which my sergeant was killed (my partner and I shot his murderer). I wanted to pass on this comment...the daughter of the slain sgt once remarked that whenever she sees a police car go past, it's as if her dad is still here watching over her. Law enforcement is a family and only we can truly understand what this is like. God bless Ofcr Brown and his family.

Officer Ken Haney
Jackson Police Dept, TN

November 11, 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

September 17, 2007

Time may pass but you will not be forgotten. Thanks for your bravery and service. Rest easy brother.

Police Officer J.J. Ellsworth
Durham P.D. Durham,N.C.

April 24, 2007

Brian,
It,s been some years now but I still think about you everyday. I had a hard time dealing with this but someone once told me what would you do? Would you trade his life for yours? I replied in a heartbeat!They asked me would Brian trade his for yours? I replied in a heartbeat! Then the statement was made to me. How do you know Brian hasn' already given his life for you? That's when I knew Brian had given his life for his fellow brothers and is always watching over us when we are on our shift. Brian I miss you.

Sempher Fi
Trooper II James C. Gonzales
Hempstead TX

James C. Gonzales
Texas Dept of Public Safety-Highway patrol

April 17, 2007

Brian,
I caught up with you three weeks before that tragic day. How I have charished that last conversation we had. I remember from time to time, your intensity on the very first day of the academy. It brings a smile to my face.
Dylon your father has made an impression that will forever carry itself on. I wish you well. Till we meet again.

Sgt Tracy Elwood
(Former LAPD9-95) RET. Placentia PD

March 16, 2007

G-d Bless.

November 29, 2006

Today marks the 8th anniversary of your death. Please continue to watch over us. Gone but not forgotton.

Police Officer L. Garcia
Los Angeles Police Department

November 29, 2006

I can't believe it's been 8yrs. To Dylon "your fired"- just wanted to let you know you you are in my thoughts and prayer. Theres a little bit of Brian in all of us and so you are as well. Take care Gonzo remembers.........

Gonzorules
LAPD

November 15, 2006

Fallen 8 yrs. ago, but NEVER forgotten.

Joanie
Mother, daughter, sister, and granddau. of LEO's

November 10, 2006

Warrior.

Anonymous

October 18, 2006

Dylon-
Your picture in the 77th Division hallway brings me right back to the day of Brian's funeral. I was standing in a sea of blue in front of you. You were such a shining example of your Father's strength and pride. It was astonishing.

I wish I could put a hand on your shoulder and take some of the pain away. You are in our hearts and prayers. We are your brothers and sisters in blue. Rely on our strength when you have a bad day.

PII Por Vida
LAPD 77th

September 9, 2006

WOKE UP TO THE SIGHT OF LIGHT ON MY SHADES I HAD A FEELING THAT SOMETHING WAS BAD WAITED IN SILENCE APRIL WALKED IN AND TOLD ME TO COME OUT TO THE LIVING ROOM GOT DRESSED WENT OUT SAW THEM SAT DOWN NOT KNOWING WHAT WAS GOING ON I WAITED THEY SAID THAT HE WAS DEAD I COLLAPSED CRIED SAD ANGRY NOT KNOWING IF IT WAS TRUE HELD CLOSE TO MY PARENTS COMFORTING YET UNBELIEVING RAKING MY MIND FOR ANSWERS FOUND NONE IN THE DARKNESS IN MY MIND I CRY WONDERING WHY IT WAS HAPPENING TO ME HIS PROMISE BROKEN AND WILL NEVER BE FORGOTTEN GRUDGES HELD ONLY HURT THE ONES AROUND ME AFTER THESE THOUGHTS I CAME BACK TO THE LIVING ROOM FROM MY THOUGHTS I WAS STILL CUDDLING WITH MY PARENTS AND FEELING THEIR WARMTH ON MY SKIN YET I STILL FEEL COLD ALL OVER FROM THE SHOCK WE WALK TO THE CAR I CLIMB IN NO ONE IS CONCERNED ON THE STREETS EVERYTHING LOOKS AS IF THEY WERE FINE EXCEPT ME AND MY FAMILY OUTSIDE THE CAR ON THE STREETS NO ONE LOOKS CONCERNED INSIDE I AM ALL MESSED UP LOOKING FOR SOME ANSWERS THAT I DON'T HAVE I GET OUT OF THE CAR WALK INTO THE HOSPITAL PARENTS CHECKED INTO THE FRONT OFFICE THEY LEAD US TO THE BACK ROOM YET I AM STILL CRAPPY I SEE HIM LYING THERE NO MOTION JUST STILLNESS I DIDN'T KNOW WHAT WAS GOING ON THEY LET ME INTO THE ROOM I WALK NEXT TO THE BED CONFUSED NOT ABLE TO BELIEVE WHAT IS BEFORE ME I TOUCH HIS HAND IT IS COLD I SEE HIS PALE FACE IT DOESN'T HAVE THAT TAN MEXICAN TINT ANYMORE JUST AS PALE AS DEATH ITSELF NO LIFE IN THE BODY ANYMORE I NOTICE A CLOTH OVER HIS FORHEAD NOT KNOWING WHAT IT WAS FOR I WANTED TO LOOK UNDER IT BUT WAS NOT ALLOWED THE DOCTORS HAD ME LEAVE THE ROOM THEY SHOWED MY PARENTS THE HEAD WOUND I WILL NEVER KNOW WHAT IT LOOKED LIKE I ALWAYS FEEL THAT IT WOULD HAVE MADE ME MORE AT PEACE WITH HIM I SIT IN NATES LAP CRYING BECAUSE I CAN'T BELIEVE WHAT IS HAPPENING I SIT THERE WONDERING NOT FIND THE ANSWERS I WANT WHY DADDY WHY DID THEY TAKE HIM AWAY FROM ME I CAN NEVER HEAR HIS VOICE AGAIN NEAR FEEL THE WARMTH OF HIS SKIN NEVER CUDDLE WITH HIM OR HUG HIM AGAIN NEVER GET TUCKED IN BY HIM AGAIN I SIT AND CRY MY PARENTS COME OUT AND I SIT IN THEIR LAPS I CRY WITH THEM NOT KNOWING WHAT WILL HAPPEN TO MY FAMILY I SIT THERE IN TOTAL SHOCK WHY MY DADDY WHY HIM WHY NOT ANYONE ELSE THAT IS NOT IN MY FAMILY OR IS MY FRIEND WE WENT HOME AND I COULD NOT GO TO SLEEP I SAT THERE CRYING TO MYSELF I CRIED MYSELF TO SLEEP THE NEXT MORNING I GOT UP HOPING THAT IT WAS ALL A DREAM ONLY TO B, PROVEN WRONG MY FAMILY WAS BROKEN APART FOR A WHILE BUT I WAS GROWING CLOSER TO MY PARENTS I YELL WITH DENIAL AS I SEE HIS FACE COME UP ON THE NEWS THE MENTION HIS NAME AND THAT HE HAD DIED IN THE LINE OF DUTY I WILL MISS HIM BUT WILL NOT DWELL ON IT HE WILL ALWAYS BE IN MY HEART AT THE FUNERAL I CRIED MY EYES OUT NOT BELIEVING WHAT WAS HAPPENING I NEVER COULD TAKE MY EYES OFF THE CASKET THE BLANK STARE OF MY FATHERS FACE HIS MILITARY UNIFORM SHINING HIS HAT OVER HIS FOREHEAD TO COVER THE WOUND I TELL HIM THAT I LOVE HIM AND THEN I WATCH THEM DO THE CEREMONIES TO BURY HIM AND THEN SAY MY GOODBYES NEVER TO SEE HIM AGAIN I LOVE FOREVER

FINISHED 8/12/06
BY DYLON BROWN

No Rank Dylon T. Brown
Only son of Brian

August 24, 2006