Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

A PART OF AMERICA DIED


Somebody killed a policeman today
And a part of America died...
A piece of our country he swore to protect
Will be buried with him at his side.
The beat that he walked was a battlefield, too,
Just as if he had gone off to war;
Though the flag of our nation won't fly at half-mast
To his name they will add a gold star.
The suspect that shot him will stand up in court
With counsel demanding his rights,
While a young, widowed mother must work for her kids
And spend many long, lonely nights.
Yes, somebody killed a policeman today...
Maybe in your town or mine,
While we slept in comfort behind our locked doors A cop put his life on the line.
Now his ghost walks the beat on a dark city street,
And he stands at each new rookie's side:
He answered the call . . . of himself he gave his all,
And a part of America died...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
In Memory :
Deputy Nicholas S. Bryant
Lee County, Sheriffs Dept, Ft. Myers Fl.
April 12, 1972 - April 19, 1998.

JOHN HICKS
AVERY SHERIFF/SON

March 7, 2008

Fallen Comrade

Taking cover... shots fired, then you hear that sound. The unmistakable crackle of the radio, the feared words...'Officer Down'.

One more fallen comrade, the number continues to grow. Sorrow fills one's heart, trying not to let the anger show.

Waging a daily battle, out there trying to win the war. Never knowing what you'll encounter, on this stop or from behind that next door.

One more fallen comrade, is gone and out of our sight. Yet guiding us from up above, always riding on our right.

john hicks
avery county sheriffs office/son

March 7, 2008

"Who Cries For The COP "

Who cries for the COP...
Walking his beat.
Down a mean street..
Where violent men hold sway..
Where life is cheap...
And Death doth keep..
His tally day by day..
Who cried for the cop..
When assault is made..
With flashing blade..
And guns that shatter the night..
And scanners sound...
Of "Officer down !"
Tells of his helpless plight...
Who cries for the cop...
When ambulance wail.
Tells a mournful tale...
Bringing tears to a widow's eyes...
Who gives a damn..
When triggers slam...
And a brave policemen dies?
Who cries for the cop...
With bloodstained shield...
As life doth yield...
And his labored heartbeats stop?
Tell me true... I'm asking YOU...
Who cares ?
Who cries for the COP?
Written by:

Thomas Cannon

from Richmond, Va

john hicks
avery sheriff

March 7, 2008

Fallen Comrade

Taking cover... shots fired, then you hear that sound. The unmistakable crackle of the radio, the feared words...'Officer Down'.

One more fallen comrade, the number continues to grow. Sorrow fills one's heart, trying not to let the anger show.

Waging a daily battle, out there trying to win the war. Never knowing what you'll encounter, on this stop or from behind that next door.

One more fallen comrade, is gone and out of our sight. Yet guiding us from up above, always riding on our right.

john hicks
avery county sheriffs office/son

March 7, 2008

Judgment Day for a Police Officer

.....Author Unknown

The policeman stood and faced his God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining.
Just as brightly as his brass.

"Step forward now, Policeman.
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To my Church have you been true?"

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 work 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,
I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills just got too steep.

And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at times I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept 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 here, 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 judgment 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."

JOHN HICKS
AVERY SHERIFFS OFFICE/SON

March 5, 2008

Hi Glenn:

It is hard to believe that 5 years ago today you were taken from us so needlessly. I was leaving the NC Justice Academy when I heard it on teh patrol car radio. I was in disbelief.

John really misses you. Courtney is growing like a rocket taking off. Avery County still gireves your loss.

I don't understand things in life. You were such a good friend. God Bless and watch out for us down here.

Rest easy Glenn, we have the watch from here. Thanks for the memories, you set the standard for what a good peace officer was and is. You'll NEVER be forgotten.

John

Chief John Millan
Galena AK Police Department

February 20, 2008

IN MEMORY OF THE BEST DAD,PAW AND FATHER IN LAW LOVE JOHN,ALICIA,COURTNEY,CALEB AND CYLE LITTLE GLENN

JOHN HICKS/SON
AVERY COUNTY SHERIFFS OFFICE

February 20, 2008

MY ANGEL IN BLUE

As the sun rises to greet a new day,
I pray Lord you will show me the way.

To live life with happiness and glee.
And remember the love that's inside of me.

The love that he shared with his first born son,
and the happiness and pride he gave to him.

Three young grandchildren he had and left behind.
As a hero he died; He was one of a kind.

It's true that everyone will die someday.
But why did he have to die that way?

First time in his uniform, I will not forget.
The day he vowed to serve and protect.

My dear Lord, this is what I beg of you.
Please watch over my Angel in Blue.

BETTY
SISTER OF FALLEN OFFICER GLENN H HICKS EOW 2-20-03

February 20, 2008

A HERO:

A hero was here but now he is gone,
his brave warm spirit carries on.
We felt so sad to hear he fell,
his badge he wore so proud and well.
His works reached out to so many lives,
we struggled hard to understand why.
With a folded flag and taps final call,
a mournful salute snapped from us all.
Yet now he stands a higher post,
he is Heaven's guard, we proudly boast.
With St. Michael, he patrol's Heaven's street,
God's brave soldier still walks his beat.

BETTY
SISTER OF FALLEN OFFICE GLENN H HICKS EOW 2-20-03

February 20, 2008

IN MEMORY OF OFFICER GLENN H HICKS
EOW 2-20-03

Angel In Blue

A fallen hero
an angel in blue
strong and brave
his heart ever true

He vowed to protect
no matter the pain
men, women and children
in sunshine and rain

His badge was more
than a shining pin
it was honesty, sacrifice
glowing from within

He gave of his time
his love and his life
adored his family
and loved his life

Never counting the cost
he never gave up hope
even when all seem lost
between guns and dope

His time on the streets
came to an end
now he was leading
the men from within

His time in office
came to a close
now he and his badge
retirement chose

A gun blast rang out
his chest felt tight
he was fading fast
losing his fight

As his life slipped away
an angel appeared
your time here is over
youve served your best

Its time to come home
we here have need of you
you wont be forgotten
youre an angel in blue.

BETTY

February 20, 2008

BROTHER TODAY IS 5 YEARS SENSE YOU GAVE YOUR LIFE IN THE LINE OF DUTY. WE MISS YOU AND WILL NEVER FORGET THE GREAT SACRIFICE YOU MADE FOR US ALL. I KNOW YOU ARE AT PEACE AND REAPING YOUR GREAT REWARD, BUT WE STILL MISS YOU AS BAD TODAY AS WE DID THE FIRST DAY YOU LEFT US. I KNOW YOU ARE SO PROUD OF YOUR SON JOHN,AND HIS FAMILY, IT'S BEEN HARD BUT THEY ARE STILL HANGING IN THERE, BY THE HELP OF GOD.
I KNOW YOU ARE WATCHING OVER ALL OF US. THANK GOD WE KNOW WHERE YOU ARE AND WE CAN ALL BE TOGETHER SOME DAY IN HEAVEN. LOVE YOUR SIS

BETTY
SISTER

February 20, 2008

YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR DEDICATION AND SERVICE, YOU ARE A HERO JUST BY THE PROFESSION YOU CHOSE. GOD BLESS YOU AND ALL THOSE THAT LOVE YOU.

VANDENBERGHE
MANCHESTER, NH

February 12, 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
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

December 26, 2007

i love and miss you dad

JOHN HICKS
deputy/son

December 19, 2007

"Blood Upon the Shield"

Blood Upon The Shield
Confrontation in an alley. The Centurion does not yield.
But this time the good guy loses;
there is blood upon the shield.

And the mournful sounds of bagpipes
play out across the land,
drowned out by the sobs of a lonely young wife
and a child too young to understand.

While the killer pleads his case in court,
the thin blue line is one man short.
And we're one step closer to society's fall;
another cop's name is engraved on the wall.

Another state funeral, with an army in blue,
and we know it could've been me and it could've been you.
We all look ahead to what the future has in store,
front line troopers in a country that's at war.

At war with itself and at war with its cops and we're
out there every day 'cause the battle never stops.
It's not the way it is on TV shows or like
we learned in school; no cool music in the background,
no playing by the "rules;"

We're disillusioned warriors,
but for right we'll always strive.
We just pray that at the end of our stress-filled day
we'll get back home alive.

You stand out on the corner
ignoring the insults and the stares,
close to the point of believing that no one really cares,
when a six year-old boy walks over after watching
you for awhile, reaching out to shake your hand,
on his face a friendly smile.

To him you are a hero,
a protector of our land, and he wants
to learn about you,
as a cop and as a man.

And when he asks you why your badge is covered
by a black elastic band,
tell him about our Brother
A cop who made a stand.

Author Unknown

JOHN HICKS
AVERY COUNTY SHERIFFS OFFICE\SON

November 7, 2007

Dear Glenn:

We miss and love you very much.

Sgt Jason Raynovich
United States Marine Corps Military Police

October 20, 2007

I LOVE AND MISS YOU DAD

JOHN HICKS
AVERY SHERIFFS OFFICE

October 17, 2007

Our agency attended the funeral in your honor when i was with Henderson Co. S.O. I can and will never understand how those who committ these horrible crimes sometime walk away. ANYONE who does something like this is not stable at the time, but should they all go free. NO. From what i read you were not the type to hold a grudge or be angry for long. God protect the family and co-workers of LT. Hicks as he watches over us. Thank you Sir. A greatful nation will always be in your debt.

Pubic Safety Super. Gary Mintz
Warren Wilson College, Asheville NC

September 6, 2007

Still miss you brother everyday. You will never be forgotten.

brother

August 23, 2007

HAPPY BIRTHDAY PAW WE LOVE YOU WITH ALL OUR HEART

COURTNEY,CALEB AND CYLE LITTLE GLENN

August 20, 2007

I LOVE AND MISS YOU DAD ON YOUR BIRTHDAY

JOHN HICKS SON
ACSD

August 20, 2007

A SON AND DAD,S BOND IS SOMETHING THAT CAN NEVER BE BROKING BY ANYONE NO MATTER WHAT HAPPENS IN LIFE ITS A LOVE NO ONE CAN EVER TEAR APART AND A BEST BUDDY NO ONE CAN EVER TAKE OUT OF YOUR HEART NO I HAD THE THE BEST DAD IN THE WORLD

JOHN HICKS
ACSD

July 10, 2007

you were the best father a son could have i love and miss you dad i will never forget how good to me you were

john hicks
avery sheriffs office

June 16, 2007

"Police Week"



The time has now come, for this one week a year
When we all stop to think… when we all shed a tear
For all of the Heroes, whose names grace the wall
And for all of those Heroes, who still answer the call

Family and friends at the wall they will stand
With pictures, letters, and love in their hands
Left at the wall will be displays of their love
A tribute to those who now watch from above

They will think of the day their world was destroyed
A split second in time… causing such a great void
As they visit the wall, there is great pain in their heart
But strangely it’s there… that the healing can start

As they stand there in awe of this memorial stone
It is then that they realize that they are not alone
So many others with stories quite the same
So many more sharing each other’s pain

Let us all stop and think what this week’s all about
It’s for those who sacrifice for us… day in and day out
And for each name engraved by the stone cutter’s knife
There are hundreds of people… touched by that life

Although it’s just a week, seven days from the year
It’s a lifetime of anxiety, emotions and fear
For most that will ease when the ceremony ends
But this week, lasts forever… for family and friends

JOHN HICKS
ACSD/SON

May 22, 2007

paw

HE WAS A MAN WHO LOVED US FROM THE BOTTOM OF HIS HEART

WE NEVER DREAMED SO SOON THAT WE WOULD HAVE TO PART

DEATH CAME KNOCKING ON HIS FRONT DOOR

HE COULD HAVE HAD SO MUCH IN LIFE BUT HE NEVER WANTED MORE



HE LOVED US ALL EACH AND EVERY DAY

HE LOVED US NO MATTER WHAT OUR ODD WAY

HIS ARMS OPENED UP AND HIS LOVE SPREAD WIDE

HE WAS ALWAYS THERE TO STAND BY OUR SIDE



THINK OF HOW HE MADE YOU LAUGH AND HOW HE MADE YOU SMILE

THINK OF HOW HE WAS ALWAYS WILLING TO GO THAT EXTRA MILE

THINK OF HIM WHEN YOU CLOSE YOUR EYES AND DREAM

REMEMBERING HE IS STILL ON OUR SIDE AND ON OUR TEAM



PLEASE DON'T BE SAD, WIPE AWAY THOSE TEARS

THINK OF HOW HAPPY HE MADE US ALL THROUGH THE YEARS

PRAY TO HIM RIGHT NOW AND KNOW THAT HE CAN HEAR

FEEL BETTER WHEN YOU KNOW THAT HE WILL ALWAYS BE SO NEAR



AS TIME GOES ON AND WE WATCH THE DAYS PASS

OUR LOVE FOR HIM WILL ALWAYS LAST

SO NOW WE SAY GOOD-BYE TO A MAN THAT MEANT SO MUCH

BUT WE'LL NEVER FORGET HOW OUR LIVES HE COULD ALWAYS TOUCH

courtney,caleb and cyle little glenn

May 16, 2007