Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Patrolman Brian A. Aselton

East Hartford Police Department, Connecticut

End of Watch Saturday, January 23, 1999

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Reflections for Patrolman Brian A. Aselton

You are still sorely missed, my son, my hero.

Love you much,

Carol Aselton Benoit

January 17, 2007

251, I was 18 years old that fateful night my home town of East Hartford lost one of it's warriors. When I was kid I wanted to be an officer but as I got older I lost sight of that dream. The night you were taken from us, I got back on track and remembered why I wanted to be an officer in the first place. I'm a cop in Jersey now. You are a true hero, please watch over those of us still on the job and God bless your family and friends. 76 Out.

PTL J Blaze #76
Fort Dix PD

January 13, 2007

NEVER forgotten.

Mother, daughter, sister, and granddau. of LEOs

January 9, 2007

How do you say "than you" to a man you never met?
Officer Brian Aselton, Sir (and I say that with the utmost respect)I will someday share the story of a great man that served the people of his community.
I am not a fellow officer, I am A citizen of East Hartford Ct.( The community that officer Aselton protected over). I am a single father of two young children and I clearly remember the news report in which they announced that a local police officer had been shot to death on a routine call.
It was a story that brought a lump to my throat, an officer of the law dispatched to protect people like myself that rely on the police to be the "knight in shining armor".
Well on that night it was Officer Aselton's call to answer and in the course of doing what seemed routine he was shot by a .....well I'm not gonna say what I'm really thinking ,but you get the idea.
I remember the funeral televised on television and trying to hide the tears in my eyes from my family.
I never new you Brian, but from one of the families you helped to protect.....All my Respect and Gratitude, Sir.

Thank You from An East Hartford Citizen (and Sir, When I drive on I-84 every day I see your name on the sign that reads "The Brian Aselton Memorial Highway " That same lump still comes to my throat).

THANK YOU AGAIN Sir for the ultimate sacrifice that you made in protection of myself and my neighbors Rest In Peace ,Sir

Edward Landry
East Hartford Resident

December 23, 2006

Brian, may you guide us through our journey and bring us home safe. Rest in peace brother.


October 28, 2006

You will never be forgotten. God bless you and your family.

New Haven Police Dept. CT

October 26, 2006

- Never Forget -


October 18, 2006

I did not know Brian personally, but I did recieve a scholarship in his name. I just really want to say thank you because not only is his memory helping me with my future, but it is helping many other college bound kids out there... His memory will be in all of our hearts. Rest in peace..

Javier Rosario
My father's coworker

July 9, 2006

Last Sunday, I rode with you through South Windsor and East Windsor, just like when we were kids. I rode my dirt bike and I thought about all the great times we had doing the same so many years ago. I look back fondly on the times we shared and the memories we made and I look forward to the time when my own kids are old enough to twist a throttle and throw dirt around in the woods, just like we used to do. Your memory keeps those days alive in me, it keeps them very close.

I still miss you.

Chris B. Davis

June 9, 2006

We have never met ~ yet we are connected...
I visit your page, read about you, and think of you everyday.
I ask myself all the time - do you know how many people truly loved you?
Are you aware of the name you left here - the impression - the memories?
Are you aware of how many you've educated, enlightened, and motivated?
Do you know how many people get together during the year to honor you and celebrate your life? Do you know the tears shed - of happiness and of sorrow?
We have never met ~ yet we are connected...
Your name and your amazing light shines on in those who are here - those who honor you everyday -
Your history, your legacy...your story is told everyday -
Know that no one has forgotten -
Know that no one has stopped -
Know that you are honored...cherished...
We have never met Brian ~ and that makes me sad...but I know how amazing you were and I know that you watch over those who need you...I know that we have met in a different way and I will forever honor you and will forever refer to you as a true Hero...

June 5, 2006

I never had the opportunity to know Brian personally. I became an officer in 1994 and Brian was the first officer in CT killed in the line of duty since i began. I attended his funeral and marched on that cold January morning in the freezing rain and buried a brother. I learned that day what being a cop and brother is all about. I met with Brian's co-workers and family members and learned what a great guy i never got the chance to meet personally. I've been part of your motorcycle rides, and remember you and your family every January. Every May when I and brother officers attend the National Law Enforcement Officer Memorial, I take an etching of your panel 26 E-21. Rest in peace brother. You will never be forgotten.

Patrol Officer George Taylor
Westport Police Department CT

November 11, 2005

This has been a long time coming. I remember when you were joining the Corps. We both went our seperate ways to serve our country in the Corps. The next thing I heard you had been called to protect the streets of Heaven. Since I retired I to have joined the ranks of law enforcement. I hope that I can be an officer you would be proud of as I was of you being a Marine that joined on my watch. When we meet again, I hope that we can have a fighting hole together for we never leave our own. Be well and Semper Fidelis.

Deputy Specialist
Loudoun County Sheriff's Office

July 18, 2005

Hi Brian,
What a great day your motorcycle run was last weekend. 900 bikes! Just as I won't, so many people miss and will never forget you. Then Wednesday we gave out your scholarships--another great day. Those are my favorite days of the year. My heartache is overshadowed by all that is good. You still have some great friends who help me find my smile. Thanks for being you and being a part of my life. I love you.
Love your sis,

Carolyn A. Aselton

June 11, 2005

I just ran across Brian's page as it flashed up on the homepage of the ODMP. when i started reading the reflections left here, i was brought to tears and instantly reminded of my fiance, Cole. He was very young, too...a few months shy of turning 21 when he was killed. It is obvious that Officer Aselton will never be forgotten. My thoughts and prayers are with all of those he had to leave behind. It is a long, hard road to walk as I have had to learn the hard way. Just know that you are being thought of daily. Thank you, Brian, for making the ultimate sacrifice that you never expected to have to make so early on in your life and career.

Jessi Garger
Fiancee of Cole Martin
Chatsworth P.D., GA
EOW 4.25.03

May 24, 2005

Hi Bri,
Thanks for saying hello last night and for being with us in the courtroom today.
I miss and love you.
Your sis,

March 24, 2005

Thank you for serving your community and our nation. May God continue to bless your family.

Patrol Officer
Chesterfield County Police Dept., VA.

January 23, 2005

On behalf of the men and women of the Virginia State Police we extend our condolences to the members of the East Hartford Police department and the family of Officer Brian Aselton. May the family take comfort in knowing that the memory of their loved one lives on in the hearts and minds of so many.

Senior Trooper
Virginia State Police

January 23, 2005

Rest in Peace, Brother. May you have sunny days to guard the streets of heaven. When it thunders, we will know you are riding your HOG and keeping others from harm. Be assured that you will never be forgotten.

Semper Fi!

A Squad
Woodbridge CT PD

January 22, 2005

While you are gone- you are never forgotten. I hope you are resting in peace, and that the Holidays are the best that they can be for your family-


December 19, 2004

I salute you for your service and honor you for your sacrifice.

A hero never dies.....

Rest in peace, hero.

September 29, 2004


FUM #24 N.H.P.D


May 15, 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 glint of snow.
I am the sunlight of ripened grain.
I am the gentle autumn rain.
When you wake in the morning hush,
I am the sweet, uplifting rush
Of quiet birds in circling flight.
I am the stars that shine at night.
So do not stand at my grave and cry.
I am not there.
I did not die.

God bless.

Beth Sullivan - Aspiring Police Officer
& sister of an East Hartford Police Officer

February 20, 2004

Without ever having met you, I felt a strong bond with you on the day of your funeral. Yours was my first police officer funeral. I could not believe the "Ocean of Blue" it was truly a spectacular sight. I think of that day often, and how it embedded in me the ever present danger we as officers face daily. Thank you for your service.

Sgt Patrick Major
Chicopee, MA P.D.

February 2, 2004

For Brian:

I don’t even remember when we first became friends. It may have been kindergarten or shortly thereafter. One thing I am clear on is that we couldn’t have been more different. You were as big and boisterous as a bull in a china shop and I was reserved and shy and just a speck by contrast. I was so small in fact, that I was lost in the tornado that usually followed you around. However, I was happy to be there and I tagged along with you for years. You were never short of a thrill for a quiet skinny kid with glasses who mostly kept to himself.

So many of my most favorite childhood memories involve you and thrills you used to involve me in. Your backyard was like a construction site with forts and tree houses and trenches in the dirt. A motorcycle track circled your yard and we were happy to race around on our dirt bikes for hours at a time. How on earth did the neighbors tolerate that? Did they have any choice? There were pool parties on your birthday, twin pool parties – with a boatload of friends calling allegiance to both you and your twin sister Carolyn. There would be an endless stream of shivering bodies sliding down what seemed like a giant waterslide into the waiting pool below.

Everything about you was huge. Your dad was like a giant to me and he was always eager to mix up in the fun. Your dog was of course, a St. Bernard – as big as they come – easily outweighing me by a ton! There was always an element of excess that made me a believer in your way, Bri’s way. The fights you had with John were legendary. It wouldn’t be unusual for the two of you to throw each other through a wall or two in one exchange, only to forget about the whole damn thing only minutes later. If John wasn’t around to engage in a tustle, you looked my way, only you were kind enough to employ a pair of boxing gloves that were always on hand for such scrums – friendly scrums that is. More than once, you conned me into strapping on a pair with the understanding that you would “take it easy”, or employ the use of only one hand … “come on Chris, I’ll only use my left….but you better take your glasses off anyway… just in case I get lucky and catch you with one.” My naiveté would soon evolve into a pummeling with cries of “I give, I give, Bri stop – I GIVE!”

I would have followed you almost anywhere and often that is exactly what I did. My parents were very fond of you but admitted years later that you scarred the hell out of them! They confessed to being very worried about what you might get me into, but they never had the heart to steer me away. Part of their concern was that you were always on a fast track to something, trouble often not far behind! To be your friend was to be near to the fray, yet safely tucked under your wing. I was but only one of the many that would spend some time under there. Maybe my parents saw that… There are so many memories of my childhood that I will always cherish and keep close to me as I press forward in this life. So many of those memories remain vivid because of you.

I have a wife and children of my own now. One of my boys bears your name and when he is old enough he will know who you are and what you meant to me. All of my children will know how you died, providing protection to those who couldn’t protect themselves. It's hard to believe it has been five years since you were taken from us. I miss you so much. And while there is still much pain and a tremendous sense of loss that I will always carry in my heart, it is overshadowed still by the pride I feel just from having known you and what it was like to be tucked safely under your wing. To a skinny kid with glasses, you were always larger than life. You always will be. I love you and I will never forget…


Chris B. Davis

January 23, 2004

And now I am contented that my life it was worthwhile

knowing as I passed along the way, I made somebody smile.

So if you meet somebody who is down and feeling low,

just lend a hand to pick him up as on your way you go.

When you are walking down the street, and you’ve got me on your mind....

I’m walking in your footsteps, only half a step behind.

And when you feel the gentle breeze, or the wind upon your face,

that’s me giving you a great big hug or just a soft embrace.

And when it’s time for you to go from that body to be free,

remember you’re not going, you are coming here to me.

And I will always love you from that land way up above.

Will be in touch again soon.

P.S. God sends his love.

You are sorely missed, son.


Mom and Tom

Carol Aselton Benoit

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