Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Patrolman Juan Antonio Morales

San Antonio Police Department, Texas

End of Watch Tuesday, December 11, 2001

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Reflections for Patrolman Juan Antonio Morales

Juan was a kind, happy and loving person. I went to school with him from 1974-1986. He was bright and held an inner happiness that was displayed in his laugh. He played the drums and I can still see him and at the football games. He was destined for success and I know that being a motorcycle officer was the love of his life. Im tearful that his life was cut short. The world was a better place because of Juan. May he rest in peace. May God comfort his family and friends.

Wanda Sparks RN, Ph.D.
University Hospital, SA TX

August 27, 2016

RIP Patrolman Juan Antonio Morales. Thank You for your service and sacrifice.

I pray that the hounds of hell forever gnaw at the flesh of your murderer and that of his lineage forever!

Senior Special Agent B.L. Sherwood
Port Terminal Railroad Police Houston,TX

December 11, 2015

You will not be forgotten. I know that you are continuing to watch over us. I may have never known you, but I will remember you. You have paved the way for the new generation and I will make sure that the newest officers that I teach will know of you and keep your memory alive.

Officer Stephanie Garza
Gregory Police Department

October 21, 2015

Tazz was my SAPD Academy classmate and my partner on the Traffic Unit. He was a very generous person and loved by all. We miss you terribly and speak of you often. You are not forgotten, my friend. I know you are still watching over us.


Sergeant Steven Markgraf
San Antonio Police Department

April 5, 2015

Juan, Its almost 11 Years Mike Tucker passed away last week, I assume you two are talking about Academy days and catching up on all that has been going on. We all still miss you, take care of our brother till we join you two.

Officer Michael Cokerham
SAPD cadet class 89B

December 3, 2012

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 8th 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

Phyllis Loya
mother of fallen officer Larry Lasater

December 14, 2009

My thoughts and prayers are with your loved ones and friends on this seventh anniversary of your EOW. Continue to keep watch over them and those still out on patrol watching over the Thin Blue Line. You will never be forgotten.

James Sheppard
Father of Sgt. Jason L. Sheppard EOW 12/7/06

December 11, 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 © 1999 - All Rights Reserved
and may not be duplicated without permission

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

February 25, 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 6, 2007

most of the reflections posted here are from people that Juan knew or touched in a very kind way. I knew Juan through out his school years from 2nd grade until graduation. I also knew Juan after the police academy. Juan was one of my best friends, He and I did a lot of crazy stuff as kids. I really cared alot about Juan. I only found out about his accident today 10-06-07. I wish his wife and children well. I am so sorry for your loss. Juan was one heck of a guy. We were all very fortunate to have been blessed by his kind loving nature. I'll miss you man.

Gary Cardinal
high school friend

October 6, 2007

We would like to thank everyone for their reflections about my husband. They are so thoughtful and kind. We love to hear stories about him so don't hold back and tell others to visit and leave a reflection the kids would love to read them.

Rena, and the kids

Rena Morales (spouse)

September 27, 2007

Juan and I have been friends since 1991, we were roomate's for a while. Juan is one of the best men I've ever known. Juan could alway's cheer me up when I was down. Juan always seemed to have the right advice to inspire me at my lowest times. Juan inspired me and was one of the main reasons I became a Police Officer. Juan I love you brother! I miss you everyday, I'm keeping my promise. I cannot wait to see you again.

Roger Sweeten

April 1, 2007

You are a true warrior. I salute you, sir.....

March 28, 2007

Rest in peace.....

Senior Officer D. W. Reichhardt
Waverly PD, Va.

December 11, 2006

I knew "Tazz" for several years while i worked with him on the traffic shift and was dispatching for traffic on the day he was killed. He really was one of the funniest people i have ever known and could make you laugh in an instant. God bless you and your family "Tazz". We miss you !

Detective Patrick Robertson
San Antonio Police Dept

August 30, 2005

We few, we happy few, we band of brothers: for he today that sheds his blood with me shall be my brother

July 4, 2005

RIP brother...



THE POLICEMAN SQUARED his shoulders and said, "No, Lord, I guess I ain't.
Because those of us who carry badges can't always be a Saint. I've had to
work most Sundays, and at times my talk was rough, and sometimes I've been
violent because the streets are awfully tough. But I never took a penny that
wasn't mine to keep, though I worked a lot of overtime when the bills just
got to steep. And I never passed a cry for help, though times I shook with
fear. And sometimes, God forgive me, I've wept many unmanly tears. I know I
don't deserve a place among the people here, they never wanted me around
except to calm their fear. If you've a place for me Lord, it needn't be so
grand. I never expected or had too much, but if you don't, I'll understand."

There was silence all around the throne where the Saints had often trod. As
the policeman waited quietly, for the judgement of his God. "Step forward
now, policeman, you've borne your burdens well. Come walk a beat on Heaven's
streets, you've done your time in hell."

A1C Emery
US Air Force

August 17, 2004


It sounds like thunder far away, but the skies are blue and bright...
And soon they crest the hill nearby, and ride into our sight.
They shake the ground with powerful sound, and they make some hearts beat fast...
They look so proud and noble, like Knights come from the past.

Side by side, they always ride, and seem to move as one...
From early in the morning light, to the setting of the sun.
And children point and wave to them, from cars that pass them by...
And young ones ask their parents, why the men have mirrors for eyes.

They ride the roads, and fight for good, and defend small ones like you...
They ask to ride, and do with pride, and sometimes they are few.
Like men of steel, on Silver Wings, they sparkle in the light...
then with a roar and rumble, they ride out of our sight.

Sometimes when one has fallen, never to ride again...
You can hear the others calling, like thunder on the wind.
Side by side, they slowly ride, and their thunder is a mournful sound...
And the mirrors hide their eyes from us, when teardrops fall to ground.

So if you see one riding, and you look into his face...
You see your reflection in his eyes, you know that you are safe.
For motormen are a special breed, they love to ride the wind...
And when you hear the thunder boom, the fallen ones ride again.


September 4, 2003

My you rest in peace, as you people prayed for our lost man, we pray for yours.
(God bless us all)



Saint Michael, heaven's glorious commissioner of police,
who once so neatly and successfully cleared God's premises of all its undesirables, look with kindly and professional eyes on your earthly force.

Give us cool heads, stout hearts, and uncanny flair for investigation and wise judgement.

Make us the terror of burglars, the friend of children, and law-abiding citizens, kind to strangers, polite to bores, strict with law-breakers and impervious to temptations.

You know, Saint Michael, from your own experiences with the devil that the police officer's lot on earth is not always a happy one; but your sense of duty that so pleased God, your hard knocks that so surprised the devil, and your angelic self-control give us inspiration.

And when we lay down our nightsticks, enroll us in your heavenly force, where we will be as proud to guard the throne of God as we have been to guard the city for all the people.


To the Morales Family, SAPD, and all my brothers and sisters in blue,

May you feel God's presence with you and be comforted. Officer Morales has joined the ranks with St. Michael and is guarding us all. God Bless.

US Treasury

My thoughts go out to the family of Officer Morales. I was told about him from an SAPD Officer, Don Kelley, whom I met when he was visiting the UK and came into my police station. I thought I would pay my respects to Officer Morales and all the other officers killed in the line of duty. You will not be forgotten.

PC Curry
Hampshire Police, UK

On behalf of the men and women of the Scottsdale Police Department, please accept our deepest condolences regarding the death of Officer Morales. As a former motor officer, I can appreciate the dangers, but the tragedy and loss are no less. Please extend our regards to his family as well.

Doug Bartosh, Chief of Police
Scottsdale, AZ. Police Dept.

god blees you. may you rest in peace.

There is never an opportune time for such a tragedy like this, but this special time of the year makes it so much more difficult. My fellow law enforcement brother, you now patrol the heavens above. God bless you for your law enforcement service and god bless your family for the tough times ahead.

Deputy Sheriff Doug Sullivan
Fresno County Sheriff's Department

I would like to take this opportunity to thank the family and friends of Officer Juan Morales. Thank you for allowing him to protect all of us who still live. I am writing you this night of 12-16-01 with the intension of using this hero as a topic for a speech I will deliver to the Basic Law Enforcement Class #90 Gaston College, Dallas N.C.. This is a graduating class of 29 officers and for there last course assignment I had them log on to learn about the last officer killed in the line of duty. It is my hope that Ptl. Morales' death will be remembered and his name honored forever as these young men and women hit the streets to take up the fight against wrong.

Sergeant Jeff Clark
Gastonia City Police, Gastonia N.C.

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