Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Sergeant Ronald H. Phillips

Polk County Sheriff's Office, Nebraska

End of Watch Monday, January 26, 2004

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Reflections for Sergeant Ronald H. Phillips

DEEPEST SYMPATHY TO THE FAMILY OF SGT. RONALD H. PHILLIPS.

Anonymous

February 1, 2004

My thoughts and prayers are sent to you and those you left behind. May you shine upon those still protecting the residents of your community. And those that knew you as a freind, dad, husband, and grandfather be assured you are at peace.

Tonya Stephenson
Private Citizen, PA

February 1, 2004

My condolence to the family, friends and members of the Polk County Sheriff's Department. You will be remembered Brother.

Senior Trooper Keith Miller (Ret)
Oregon State Police

February 1, 2004

BUFFALO, NEW YORK

DEPARTMENT OF VETERANS AFFAIRS POLICE OFFICERS
WISH TO SEND OUR CONDOLENCES. OUR THOUGHTS
AND PRAYERS ARE WITH SERGEANT PHILLIPS, HIS FAMILY
AND CO-WORKERS.

GOD BLESS...

PO ERNEST G. PENN
DEPT. OF VETERANS AFFAIRS POLICE

February 1, 2004

Sgt Phillips - Although we wear different uniforms and pin on a different badge at the beginning of our watch we will always remain in the brotherhood of Law Enforcement officers everywhere. My prayers are with you and your family. May you Rest in Peace.

Ofcr Mike Varilek B030
Bennington, NE Police Department

February 1, 2004

There's no words to express your loss. Keep the faith, hold to God unchanging hand, He will see you through.May you rest in peace Sergeant Phillips.And God bless the Polk County Sheriff's PD.

Teresa Goss
Shadco. Jax.Fl

February 1, 2004

When God Made Police Officers . . .

When the Lord was creating Police Officers, He was into his sixth day of overtime when an angel appeared and said,
"You're doing a lot of fiddling around on this one."

And the Lord said, "Have you read the requirements on this
order? A Police Officer has to be able to run five miles through alleys in the dark, scale walls, enter homes the health inspector wouldn't touch, and not wrinkle their uniform."

"They have to be able to sit in an undercover car all day on a stakeout, cover a homicide scene that night, canvass the neighborhood for witnesses, and testify in court the next day."

"They have to be in top physical condition at all times,
running on black coffee and half-eaten meals, and they have to have six pairs of hands."

The angel shook her head slowly and said, "Six pairs of hands . . . no way!!"

"It's not the hands that are causing me problems," said the Lord, "it's the three pairs of eyes an officer has to have."

"That's on the standard model?" asked the angel.

The Lord nodded. "One pair that sees through a bulge in a pocket before they ask, 'May I see what's in there, sir?'"
(when they already know and wish they'd taken that accounting job) "Another pair here in the side of their head for their partner's safety, and another pair of eyes here in front so they can look reassuringly at a bleeding victim and say, 'You'll be alright, ma'am,' when they know it isn't so."

"Lord," said the angel, touching His sleeve, "rest and work on this tomorrow."

"I can't," said the Lord, "I already have a model that can talk a 250 pound drunk into a patrol car without incident and feed a family of five on a civil service paycheck."

The angel circled the model of the Police Officer very slowly. "Can it think?" she asked.

"You bet," said the Lord, "it can tell you the elements of a hundred crimes, recite Miranda warnings in its sleep, detain, investigate, search, and arrest a gang member on the street in less time than it takes five learned judges to debate the legality of the stop . . . and still it keeps its sense of humor. This officer also has phenomenal personal control. They can deal with crime scenes painted in hell, coax a confession from a child abuser, comfort a murder victim's family, and then read in the daily paper how law enforcement isn't sensitive to the rights of criminal suspects."

Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek of the Police Officer. "There's a leak," she pronounced, "I told you that you were trying to put too much into this model."

"That's not a leak," said the Lord. "It's a tear."

"What's the tear for?" asked the angel.

"It's for bottled-up emotions, for fallen comrades, for commitment to that funny piece of cloth called the American flag, for justice."

"You're a genius," said the angel.

The Lord looked somber. "I didn't put it there," He said.

Rest easy brother the watch is ours now. Our Prayers are with your family, friends and loved ones.

APD #128
Altoona Police Dept. Altoona, Pa

February 1, 2004

To Sergeant Phillips family and friends our hearts and prayers go out to you.


God Bless you

terry miyares, surviving spouse
Officer Emilio Miyares, Hialeah PD, Fl 11/6/86

February 1, 2004

I am very sorry to hear about the loss of a fellow officer. My thoughts and prayers go out to the family and department. He is with the Lord now and will watch over us.

P.O. Kowalik
Harper Woods MI

February 1, 2004

I am very sorry to hear about the loss of a fellow officer. My thoughts and prayers go out to the family and department. He is with the Lord now and will watch over us.

P.O. Kowalik
Harper Woods MI

February 1, 2004

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