Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Officer Defford Thomas "D.J." Oyebi, Jr.

Otoe-Missouria Tribe of Oklahoma Police, Tribal Police

End of Watch Sunday, December 20, 1998

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Reflections for Officer Defford Thomas "D.J." Oyebi, Jr.

Office Oyebi,
On today, the 25th anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice as a Law Enforcement Officer. And to your Family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.


United States Border Patrol

December 20, 2023

Rest Easy!

Ptl. B L Waltz (Ret)
Avon Lake PD OH

August 22, 2020

Fourteen years seems like a long time but it was only yesterday that we were out shooting on Dad's land. I miss you brother and not a day goes by that I don't see you next to Dad. Mom is forever missing you and thinks of you endlessly. Court, Carrie, and Tyler are all that you wanted them to be. We love you. Always in our hearts.

Angela Oyebi-Heim

December 21, 2012

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 13th 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 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.

I pray for solace for all those who love and miss you for I know both the pain and pride are forever.

Rest In Peace

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

December 20, 2011

A decade may have passed but you have not been forgotten because true heroes never die. Continue to keep watch over all of your loved ones and those still out on patrol.

Bob Gordon
Father of Chicago Officer: Michael P. Gordon, EOW: 8/8/04

December 20, 2008

Officer Oyebi Jr. your work on this Earth as we know it is done. You are in God's Hands now brother. May you rest in peace.

SGT. Daryl Brewer
Clarksville Police Dept. Clarksville, Tennessee

May 9, 2008

My old friend. I miss your laugh when I drive by Otoe. You will always be in my heart and mind during my shift. Your never forgotten and always will be missed.

Chief of Police, James LeClair
Ponca Tribe of Oklahoma Law Enforcement

May 6, 2008

"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
Richland County Sheriff's Department
Columbia, South Carolina
Used with Special Permission of the Author
Copyright © 1993 - All Rights Reserved
and may not be duplicated without permission

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

March 6, 2008

You are remembered today and thank you Sir for your service

Pat Van Den Berghe, Manchester, NH
Neighbors for a Better Manchester, NH

December 11, 2007

D.J., you will never be forgotten. We will remember you every year at Catt Springs along with Josh Ware, your brother.

Patrolman M Cody

May 17, 2007

8 years today, Officer Oyebi, Jr. RIP, brother.

R/Ofc. RB
Pinckney (MI) PD

December 20, 2006

My thoughts are with your loved ones on this anniversary of your end of watch. Continue to watch over your loved ones. I have decorated the outside of my home for Christmas with all Blue Lights, one of those lights will be lit every night until New Years in your honor as my way of saying you are a true hero and have not been forgotten.

Bob Gordon
Father of Fallen Officer: Michael P. Gordon, EOW: 8/8/04

December 20, 2006

God Speed, brother. Thank you for your service. Watch over your brothers and sisters in blue. To your family, May God's love shine upon you and keep Officer Oyebi alive in you forever.

Lori Seguin
Stepmother of Deputy Ryan Seguin E.O.W. 2-15-06

Lori Seguin- retired Officer
Ft. Lauderdale Police

August 11, 2006

Thank you! Your hard work will never be forgotten.

December 20, 2005

Thank you for your service, on this day my family will pray for you and yours.

Larry and Ann Woodrell
Dwight Woodrell eow 10-13-01
Sheriff Pawnee County

December 20, 2005

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

Rest in peace.

December 20, 2004

Do not stand at my grave and weep,
I am not there. I do not sleep.

I am a thousand winds that blow,
I am the diamond's glint on snow.

I am the sunlight on ripened grain,
I am the gentle autumn's rain.

When you awaken in the morning's hush,
I am the swift uplifting rush,
of quiet birds in circled flight,
I am the soft stars that shine at night.

Do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there. I did not die.

For an eternity I will wait,
Till again we meet at Heaven's gate

December 20, 2004

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