Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Happy Birthday Larry!!!!! The 23rd of February will always be a special day for all of your friends and family. I miss you so much and there is not one day that goes by that I don't think about you. I hold onto all the great memories I have of you and will cherish them forever. I know you have been watching over me, thank you. I love you.

Kate

February 24, 2007

Happy Birthday Larry! We all miss you very much, Keep up with the light bulbs. See ya Brother

TIGGY

TIGGY

February 23, 2007

Trooper Gleason,


On this the anniversary of your leaving us in the physical sense we pay tribute to your spirit. Tonight the Evening Watch of the Henry County Georgia Police Department’s North Precinct will hit the street in your honor. Please watch over us as we continue your fine work.

For the entire shift,
Sergeant V.T. Rosen

Sergeant V.T. Rosen
Henry County Police Department

February 11, 2007

Five years have passed and you have not been forgotten by those that love you dearly, nor has the Blue Family forgotten you. You are a true hero and heroes never die. Continue to keep watch over your loved ones and those still out on patrol. You will never be forgotten.

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

February 11, 2007

Five years have gone by, and you will always be remembered for serving us so courageously. Thank you.

citizen in Pennsylvania

February 11, 2007

It's been 5 years, just does not seem real. I still wait for you to show up hunting or get togethers or just to call. Life sure is different without you, but we all seem to be getting by. I know that we will meet again but until then I'll keep thinking about all the great memories that we had together. Thanks for the light bulbs this week it means a lot. Please watch over the kids and take your new fellow brothers under your wing. Keep blowing bulbs for your parents and sisters they enjoy them.

Love you like a brother my friend.

TIGGY

TIGGY

February 10, 2007

i can't believe it's almost been five years. it seems like only yesterday, but also like it was forever ago.

i'm glad it's finally getting really cold around here - at night when i'm out the sky can be amazingly clear. There's got to be a million stars out there. I wonder what it looks like from where you are?

Thinking about you.

January 17, 2007

Larry,
As we begin to plan your memorial dinner again, none of us can believe it's been 5 years. You are still greatly missed and a part of our lives. Take Joe under your wing, you are both just alike!
Rest brother

Sergeant
NYSP

December 28, 2006

Merry Christmas Larry.
We miss you dearly...

December 19, 2006

Dear Larry, I had to write this as I had the pleasure of meeting you at Sullivan's store in Olmstedville, well over five years ago. My son was only ten at the time, and through your courtesy, you let him sit in the driver's seat of your trooper's vehicle, explained all that the vehicle was equipped with, and even now, he remembers it as the best twenty or so minutes of his young life. You never rushed him or me, talked about serving your area and helping the community. After he had been hurt in an accident later on, although I was not there at the time, you came by to see how he was, and he still remembers you, even after nearly five years, talking to him. Myself I've gotten to know a number of the trooper's at the High Peaks Rest Area where I work, and know they're just a bunch of great guys keeping us safe nad "holding the line." My son I and I every night say a prayer to keep our trooper's safe and to get home to their families. God bless the grey riders, Semper Fi, Glenn Cook and family, Olmstedville,New York

Glenn Allen Cook
private citizen

November 11, 2006

You have been in my thoughts and prayers since Feb 11... Everyday goes bye and I still can't believe it. You were my life and always will be.. I miss you and look forward to when we meet again. love always yours>

August 12, 2006

Larry, I to wanted to leave a little story about you but didn't know where to start and probably could write a novel about our adventures. As people read the reflections left here, they will never really understand how much you meant to the people you touched. I first meet you along with Vinny, Jamie, Tommy, Jimmy and me were out front of the Hornell Fire Department on the ice skating rink playing hockey, I didn't have the best equipment but you let me play with you guys anyway. Then after that point it just seemed like, it was little league, midget football, track and high school football. We weren't the biggest guys out there but everybody knew us. Like the time we were playing Wellsville you came on a blitz from the outside corner it was like you couldn't be stopped until to you got the job done. Just like you becoming a New York State Trooper, because from the time you entered college you, Kate and me all wanted to Police Officers and everyone told us they we were to small and Kate was a girl. We all took different paths to get to where we wanted to be, but we all became Police Officers, You with the State Police, Kate with Hornell and Me with the Steuben County, now with Hornell with Kate. I just can't forget the last conversation the weekend before. A lot of events have taken place and every-time someone will start to laugh I will look around the room to see if you have arrived. At Jason and Jodie's wedding, on the bus ride to the reception I found a hat "Battle Creek Fishing Charters" on it and came out of the bathroom with it on and everybody busted out laughing it was something you would do. You still touch every-body's life. I wear a silver bracelet with your name and everything on it all the time and when I'm working. Little kids ask me about it and I tell them your story of how you became a NYS Trooper so that no matter what people tell them Just to follow there dreams and become what ever they want to be. Larry we are not related but you are truly my bother, love ya and miss ya.

Patrolman Jason E. Day
Hornell Police Department

July 4, 2006

Larry, I miss you so much...if I could just see you walk by or hear your voice...

Mom had the greatest dream, as you probably know. It sounded perfect - she got to see you, touch you and talk to you!

The other night my Larry suggested to me that a helicopter could take us up to heaven so we could see you (since heaven is up in the clouds...where the helicopters fly)...wouldn't that be great!

June 12, 2006

We haven't forgotten about you Larry.
We never will.

Sgt. Mark Cleveland
New York State Police Bath, NY

March 11, 2006

I didn't get the chance to meet you until we had to say goodbye to you on that cold day. The other day we sent another brother to you and again I had to say good bye to a brother in grey. Take care of Trooper Sperr and show him the ropes up there. Godspeed Larry.

A fellow grey rider
New York State Police Troop D

March 9, 2006

Your never forgotten-Thanks for the dreams and light bulbs-Especially the one on my truck on our birthday!!

TIGGY

March 7, 2006

”There are many many crazy things
That will keep me loving you
And with your permission
May I list a few

The way you wear your hat
The way you sip your tea
The memory of all that
No they can’t take that away from me

The way your smile just beams
The way you sing off key
The way you haunt my dreams
No they can’t take that away from me

We may never never meet again, on that bumpy road to love
But I’ll always, always keep the memory of

The way you hold your knife
The way we danced till three
The way you changed my life
No they can’t take that away from me”

-george and ira gershwin

February 16, 2006

On the 4th anniversary of your untimely and tragic murder, I salute you Larry. God Bless you brother, rest in peace, you are not forgotten.

Sgt P.J. Dyring
City of Corning PD, Corning, NY

February 13, 2006

I’ve always wanted to leave you a reflection – but I never knew what I should say. I never knew how I could write it all down – everything that I want to tell you. I miss you so very much. Mom, Dad, Tracy and I still cry when we least expect it; when a heart-stopping thought of you catches us off guard. The anguish of you being taken from us is still so prominent and the void is still so ever present. There isn’t a day that I don’t think of you. I know you are watching over us, sometimes I think that my little Larry is talking to you. I hope it is true that you are visiting him and Nate. I know they would have just loved their Uncle Larry.

I would love to see your expression & smile at some of things that have happened since your passing; the things that made us say “You know Larry is laughing at this one” and “What would your brother have thought of that!” I also hope you’ve been able to see the overwhelming and heartfelt response from Hornell, Schroon Lake and the State Police. All of these ceremonies and memorials and I still don’t want to believe this happened to you.

Larry I am so very proud of you. I am so very proud to be your sister. Much of my strength, versatility and humor I attribute to growing up with you. There are so many funny instances that happened on Hyland Drive that only Mom, Dad, Tracy, you and I shared that are invaluable to me. I’m so afraid that I will gradually forget them. I can’t express to you enough how tearfully glad we are to have a light bulb blow and know that it was you. (Mom and Dad really need them – so keep blowing them!) And how elated we are when you appear in our dreams… “Larry! You’re here!”. Now I am not afraid of death because I will be so happy to see you. What a comfort it is to know you will be there to greet us.

I clearly remember every moment of the day you were killed. For the longest time Dad’s words on the phone played over and over in my head. I was in shock. I refused to believe it; I thought for sure they had the wrong guy. I so desperately wanted it to be a mistake. I anticipated Dad was just going to tell me to get to the hospital since I lived the closest to you. I’ll never forget the look of utter despair on Mom’s face when I first saw her and the horror in Dad’s voice when he first saw you. It hurts me so to think you were laying there dying, by yourself, and no one could help you. I hope you are not angry that your life ended so violently, senselessly and abruptly. It’s saddening to think of all the people that didn’t have the chance to get to know you as we did, but as much as I hurt because you are now gone, I’m so thankful you were MY BROTHER.

God Bless LPG 4686

Shannon

January 19, 2006

An Ode to LG

Angels walk the earth, they say. Among us – you know, the regular people, us mortals who are born, lead our inconsequential lives and die, fading away into someone’s memories, perhaps making a two paragraph obituary some place in the furthest corner of the last pages of some newspaper.

But angels.

They don’t wear these majestic wings that look as though they descended from the very ceilings of the Sistine Chapel. No flowing robes of satin or silk, billowing as though in a blustering Atlantic thunderstorm. No polished golden halos hovering behind their heads like a crown commandingly perched atop a prince. No, not like that at all.
But if you’re lucky, maybe you too can see.

So how does one spot an angel? A good angel, that is.

1. There is the glint in their eye. The spark of vitality that is but one of a kind, that flashes in those beautiful eyes before he grins and takes off. To play a trick, to make someone laugh, or to do something silly or wild just because, who knows.

2. That unfailing honesty that gives away the most earnest of attempts to hide a Sadness, an Anger, a Frustration or maybe even a slightly guilty snicker. I think it’s the eyes, Larry. They always give you away.

3. And the smile, oh that smile. The one that can brighten an entire room of people. The one that makes everyone say “oh he’s finally here!” and simply gravitate towards him and around him.

This remarkable radiance – this infectuous goodness – is that not what the very Gods of this world reserved and bestowed especially upon their chosen good angels?

I think so.

December 12, 2005

My fiancé, Dennis McElderry, was the first law enforcement casualty of 2003. Dennis was a Deputy Sheriff with the Davis County Sheriff's Office in SE Iowa. Dennis died doing a job he loved, just as I'm sure Larry did. It saddens me to know that Dennis was not the first to die in the line of duty, nor will he and Larry be the last to die this way.

Having gone through the pain of losing Dennis I can truly understand and feel the pain that Trooper Gleason's family, friends, and co-workers must have gone through in losing him. My heart goes out to you all, especially to his fiancee. No one can truly understand the pain of our loss until they've walked in our shoes. Please know that my thoughts are with you and that you are not alone in your "journey". Should you ever need anything please do not hesitate to contact me. (The Davis County Sheriff's Office and COPS will also always know how to reach me.)

As a fallen officer "survivor" and a friend, please accept my condolences on behalf of myself and the McElderry family. I never got the opportunity to know Larry but, I am certain he was well respected and well loved. Larry will live on in the hearts of all the lives he touched. You were all blessed to have been able to know and love Larry, even for a short time. I pray that Larry and Dennis will continue to watch over us along with all the other fallen officers all as only they can.

Thank you Trooper Gleason for a job well done and for helping to make this world a safer place for us all. Please say "hello" to my fiancé Dennis for me.

Wishing you and all those who loved you brighter and better days,

Jocelyne :)

PS: To Larry's fiancee - We have a support group for fallen officer survivors. Please get in touch with me, we would love for you to be a part of it.

Jocelyne Brar (Winnipeg, MB Canada)
Fiancée of Deputy Sheriff Dennis Ray McElderry (EOW: 01/03/03)

August 29, 2005

Larry Thank you for allowing me to be able to be considered one of the many friends you had in this life. There is a sadness I get now when I go home to Hornell to visit family & friends knowing I will not be seeing you. Words escape me when trying to type this reflection, so all I will say is Thank You.

John A. Secondo
Coca Cola Company

May 4, 2005

Tpr Gleason as I fast approach my fourth year on this amazing job I still remember the day we recieved the terrible news like it was yesterday. My heart goes out to your family everyday and everyday you are in our thoughts. Rest in Peace my brother its still our watch and the Long Grey Line will carry on!

Trooper
NYSP Troop G

April 13, 2005

Larry,
It has been 3 yrs since your passing and I must say that i miss your encouraging words to keep moving whatever happens. I wish we could still talk about the hunting and work stories and best of all hanging out. Some day we will meet.

March 6, 2005

Happy Birthday

You will not be forgotten!

Tiggy

February 23, 2005