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Police Officer James O'Brien

Temple Police Department, Texas

End of Watch Friday, November 21, 2003

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Reflections for Police Officer James O'Brien

A greater friend
I've never had,
You've made me laugh
and made me mad.

The times we had
I still hold dear,
I miss you so
and want you here.

But everything happens for a reason,
it's so.
What's the reason you left?
I still don't know.

Look down on us
every once in awhile,
cause I think of you often
and it makes me smile.


March 18, 2011

Every once in awhile you'll be a character in one of my dreams. It's only when I wake up that I realize how lucky it was having you in my presence if even only in a dream. I hang on to those few times you are in a dream because they're very special to me.
Forever your friend,


November 29, 2010

I was thinking about you today. Still can't believe it sometimes that you are not here. Your smile, personality, and overall presence is most sincerely missed. But I sleep soundly and wake up well knowing that you are above watching over us.

Erica Robinson, Civilian

September 5, 2010

I wish heaven had a phone so I could hear your voice again...I thought of you today, but that is nothing new...I thought about you yesterday and the days before that too...I think of you in silence, I often speak your name, all I have are memories and a picture in a frame...Your memory is a keepsake...from which I'll never part...God has you in His arms...I have you in my heart...ALL MY LOVE...


August 12, 2010

i miss you so much...i wish it could have been me that was taken and not you...your kids need you...i know you are protecting them from above...we need you here...please keep us safe...ALL MY LOVE...


June 23, 2010

It has been awhile since I have visited your page but I still think of you often. Wished you were here to help with things. She could really use your support right now. Miss you lots.



April 17, 2010

as sit here and think of u...i dodn't know what to do...i miss u so much...i know that if could be here with now u would...alot has happened to me since u left...i have been fighting to save my rt kidney...have had surgery 9 times...i have been having chest pains and am going to dr on jan 19th for ekg and lots of testing...i will be ok...i don't understand why u had to leave...u had 3 beatiful children that needed u...i would have gone in your place if i could...sometimes i think my heart will burst i miss u so...i will never let u be forgotten...i hold you in my heart forever...ALL MY LOVE...


January 12, 2010

Mery Christmas my Love...wish u were here 2 put ur arms around me...i miss u so much...i lost kilo on nov 18th and dryfuss on dec 6th...guess u needed them with u...i hav asked God so many times why he took u and not me...i do not understand...i know that we will b together again one day...i can't get past u...i hav prayed 4 God 2 giv me the strength 2 move on...but it has been 6 years and i don't hav it yet...u r 4ever n my heart...all my luv...


December 25, 2009

6 years has come and gone. I still miss your friendship, your jokes, your silliness. You still remain one of my greatest friends ever and you always will.
With continued love, S


November 22, 2009

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 6th 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.

Rest In Peace

Phyllis Loya
mother of fallen officer Larry Lasater

November 21, 2009

Still think of you and your family Ofc. O'Brien...may your wings be strong!

CA Steele
Salem Police, Oregon

November 17, 2009

as ths anneversary of your journey fastly approachess...i wonder if i will ever get past it...i know u r with me every day ...i feel u... i talk about u every day...i can't get past u...i had 2 go 2 school n san antonio a few weeks ago..and i went 2 to every place we had ever been..just 2 feel ur presents there...why cant i just move on...i have not dated r even want 2 dated...our planes were 2 spend the rest of our life 2gether...but i guess god had other plans 4 u...but then there is me...wut has he got planed 4 me...guess he wants me 2 live the rest of my life alone...i just hope my life ends soon...6 years is long enough 2 b without u...i am so ready 2 join u on ur journey...please come 4 me soon...i dont know how much longer i can wait 4 u...i need u 2 come 4 me...PLEASE....


November 15, 2009

i have left many reflections for you. i don't know why they are not on here. i have came to visit you here on every holiday, the anniversary of your journey, our anniversary, your birthday, and many others. i don't know why they were not posted. i just want you to know that my LOVE for you has not changed. i did not forget you. my LOVE is stronger than ever. i carry you in my heart,always. i will not let you be forgotten. our baby got married on the 31st of may. it was beautiful. you were there with us. i did not know till the day before the wedding, that they had on emty chair beside me with a single rose, in your honor. i carried you. i felt you. i know that your heart swelled with pride as you looked down on us. i felt your arms around me. i felt a tear roll down your cheek. thank you for being with us. ALL MY LOVE


June 9, 2009

here i am again...missing u more and more each day....i would give my last breath to feel your arms around me one more time....i don't know how to go in without you....i know that we talked many times about if you should be taken out of this world without me....i told you that i would do my best to move on...i can't....i don't know how to live without you....i don't know what to were my whole world....i am alone....i look at the spaces between my fingers and remember thats where yours fit so perfectly....and in the end...when it's all said and will always be you and me....nothing can break us apart....nothing can take away the LOVE we shared....not even death....ALL MY LOVE....


June 7, 2009

Wow! Where how time gone?! Today makes 5 years that you have been gone. It doesn't seem real. It's like a dream still to this day. You are greatly missed in the Temple area. Tawnee and I hang out alot in Aggieland. Alot of the times that we are together, we talk about the good ol days when you were here. Seem like just yesterday I was spending all of those nights with Tawnee and Chase at your house. I drive by all the time and I just many sweet memories.

Hope you're enjoying your wings.

Amber Pechal

November 21, 2008

My friend,
Where has 5 yrs gone? You continue to be a constant in my life, even from afar. Friendship knows no separation and though your physical presence isn't with us, I know you're here. You remain my forever friend.


November 21, 2008

My thoughts and prayers are with your loved ones and friends on this fifth 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

November 21, 2008

Thinking fo you and all of your loved ones. Continue to keep watch over them and also those still on patrol. I know not a day has passed since you were called away that those that love you have not thought of you as they forever carry your loving memory in their hearts. You are a true hero and will not be forgotten.

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

November 20, 2008

And the picture you speak of, Mr. Smith, I still have a copy of that paper. It's packed away somewhere, but I still have it. It is a great picture on the front page of the paper. James was great and we all miss him.


October 21, 2008

I knew James when I worked my first newspaper job as editor of the small weekly in Corrigan, Texas, where he was an officer. I see that smile in his photo and that's what reminds me the most of him. He had a radiant smile of a guy who seemed to intently enjoy life and enjoy his profession. I remember once this little girl got her hand stuck in the bed of a pickup truck and James got some detergent and got her hand free with little problem. I took a picture of James and the little girl, both smiling a happy smile, and it was the largest photo on my front page. I worked at the paper in the neighboring town of Waco when James was taken from us. This was about 10 years after I left Corrigan. I knew it was the same James I knew. I had meant to call him, maybe get together for lunch someday as I was only a short distance from Temple. But I never did and I regret it. Nonetheless, it was an honor and pleasure of having known and seen in action Officer James O'Brien.

Richard Smith
former editor Corrigan Times

October 17, 2008

If only I could hear your voice. If only I could feel your touch. If only I could hear your laugh just one more time. God I miss you. Everyday I get up and go about my day. I think this the day I will wake up from this nightmare. But yet I do not wake up. Somehow I manage to get through another day. I feed off your memory. I know you are here with me. And I know that would have never left me if you had a choice. I stood at your funeral in a daze. When I heard the words 495 10-42. I knew that you would never come back to me. I knew then that the bad dream I was stuck in was real. And yet everyday I think I will wake up. But i do not wake up. Why did God take you from me? Why did you have to leave. I will never understand why God takes the good ones and leaves all the bad. It is one ? I have for him when my time comes. Alot of things have changed in my life. I had alot of hard hits. But loosing you was a hit I will never get over.


August 5, 2008

I miss u more and more everyday, as time goes on I think I will be better. And everyday I get up and you are not here with me. Sometimes I think it is more than I can take. But when I do finally shut my eyes, I can hear your footsteps come to my bed each nite. I am not sure how much more I can take. How do I go on witout you? How do I live? I work all the time, because I do not want to go home and be without you. If I could just feel your touch one more time. If I could just hear your voice. If only I could just see your smile. That smile, smile as big as Texas. I know I will keep going on until we can be together again. ALL MY LOVE...

March 25, 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 27, 2008

"It Sounds Like Thunder Far Away"

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


December 19, 2007

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 softly falling snow.

I am the gentle showers of rain,
I am the fields of ripening grain.

I am in the morning hush,
I am in the graceful rush
of beautiful birds in circling flight,
I am the star-shine of the night.

I am in the flowers that bloom,
I am in a quiet room.
I am the birds that sing.
I am in each lovely thing.

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


December 3, 2007

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