Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Sergeant Clifton Rife, II

Metropolitan Police Department, District of Columbia

End of Watch Wednesday, June 2, 2004

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Reflections for Sergeant Clifton Rife, II

To fully appreciate the heroes of the present, we must recognize our heroes of the past. Your heroism and service is honored today, the 8th anniversary year 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 who was murdered in the line of duty on April 24, 2005 while serving as a Pittsburg, CA police officer.

Time never diminishes respect. Your memory will always be honored and revered. Rest In Peace.

I pray for solace for all those that love and remember you for I know both the pain and pride are forever.

Phyllis Loya
Mom of fallen California Officer Larry Lasater, Pittsburg PD, eow 4/24/05

November 15, 2012

Still trying to be safe. Less than 2 years to go. Miss you.

Detective Jeff Folts
MPD

June 4, 2012

Rest in Peace, Sergeant Rife. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.

Officer 11169

February 5, 2012

I remember your Smile first ...Then.... "That Loud infectious LAUGH"...... In the locker room as we made our way.. to the Rear parking lot of 7D when we were the Anacostia Sheriff Department on Midnight's ......".Only the old timers remember that name "and we had T-shirt"s made because that"s who we were .......GREAT COP....GREAT FRIEND.......GREAT...MAN .....MISS YOU!

Greg Stewart Investigator (Ret.)
MPD

December 15, 2011

Miss you. Still looking to you as my lighthouse.

Detective Jeff Folts
DC Police

June 4, 2011

Every time I think of you, how you died, how young you were, it brings a tear to my eye and a smile to my heart. You had such a great sense of humor and died such a senseless death.

I will always remember you as my friend, my colleague and as a fellow police officer dedicated to doing the best job you could and succeeding.

Ret. Detective Joseph Haggerty Sr.
MPD - Police Academy

June 2, 2011

Miss you Cliff, may the Lord be with you

Detective Emmitt Queen
Metropolitan Police Department

June 2, 2011

This is the first year your parents couldn't travel down to be with us to go to the cemetery.

Love you...miss you.

"For every single memory
Has become a part of me
You will always be my love"

Kristine Rife
Widow of Sgt. Rife

June 2, 2011

Love and miss you bro! Everyone who ever got somewhere had someone to help them along. You helped me when you pulled me over to Prostitution with you from teaching at the Academy. You were a great friend and mentor and you will always be missed.

Detective Thomas Smith
Metropolitan Police Department

May 23, 2011

I wish you were still here. Miss you.

Detective Jeff Folts
MPD

June 2, 2010

I will never forget the times we spent together at NSID Seems just like yesterday we went to the Ravens game with Carter. Rest in Peace Sarge I miss you and see you when I get there.

Officer Jimmy Greene
MPDC/ K9

January 11, 2010

Hey, Rife! It's hard to believe it's been 5 years, but I still have a clear picture of you in my mind and I think about you whenever I see the kids and their mom.

One of my favorite memories of you was our Kung Fu moment, when you did a kick and I foolishly blocked it with my wrist. Yes, it hurt, but it still makes me laugh.

You had such a unique, funny, and witty way of looking at the world. I miss that, and I miss you. Please take care of Pookie and know you will Never be forgotten. You're my hero.

Love ya.
Cat

Cat Rodriques
Sister (not in blood but in fondness)

September 4, 2009

I just wanted to let your family and friends know that there are many out there who know the pain that you feel today. My brother Roger was killed 4 years ago today on June 2nd. You are in the thoughts and prayers of many folks who care. I pray that God will bless you with many precious happy memories to help fill your heart "especially today".

Judy Coleman
Sister of Roger Lynch

June 3, 2009

Hello Brother,
Five years is a long time. I'll never forget. Folts.

Detective Jeff Folts
Metropolitan Police Department.

June 2, 2009

Merry Christmas Rife family!

Anonymous

December 25, 2008

Happy Birthday Old Man!!! Luv ya!

Love Remains the Same...Gavin Rossdale

A thousand times I’ve seen you standing
Gravity like lunar landing
You make me want to run till I find you

I shut the world away from here
Drift to you, you’re all I hear
Everything we know fades to black

Half the time the world is ending
Truth is I am done pretending

I never thought that I
Had any more to give
Pushing me so far
Here I am without you

Drink to all that we had lost
Mistakes we have made
Everything will change
But love remains the same

I find a place where we escape
Take you with me for a space
A city bus that sounds just like a fridge

I walk the street through seven bars
I had to find just where you are
The faces seem to blur, they’re all the same

Half the time the world is ending
Truth is I am done pretending

I never thought that I
Had any more to give
Pushing me so far
Here I am without you

Drink to all that we had lost
Mistakes we have made
Everything will change
But love remains the same

So much more to say
So much to be done
Don’t you trick me out
We shall overcome
Cause our love stays ablaze

But we should have had the sun
Could’ve been inside
Instead we’re over here

Half the time the world is ending
Truth is I am done pretending
Too much time, too long defending
You and I are done pretending

I never thought that I
Had any more to give
Pushing me so far
Here I am without you

Drink to all that we had lost
Mistakes we have made
Everything will change
Everything will change

I, oh I, I wish this could last forever
I, oh I, as if we could last forever

Love remains the same
Love remains the same

Kristine Rife
Wife of Clifton Rife II

July 31, 2008

Take care of Pookie. I know she missed you terribly and that the two of you are having a grand time now.

Paint It Black by the Rolling Stones

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

I see a line of cars and they're all painted black
With flowers and my love both never to come back
I see people turn their heads and quickly look away
Like a new born baby it just happens ev'ry day

I look inside myself and see my heart is black
I see my red door and it has been painted black
Maybe then I'll fade away and not have to face the facts
It's not easy facin' up when your whole world is black

No more will my green sea go turn a deeper blue
I could not foresee this thing happening to you

If I look hard enough into the settin' sun
My love will laugh with me before the mornin' comes

I see a red door and I want it painted black
No colors anymore I want them to turn black
I see the girls walk by dressed in their summer clothes
I have to turn my head until my darkness goes

Hmm, hmm, hmm,...

I wanna see it painted, painted black
Black as night, black as coal
I wanna see the sun blotted out from the sky
I wanna see it painted, painted, painted, painted black
Yeah!


Luv ya!!

Me

Kristine Rife
Widow of Clifton Rife II

July 1, 2008

Four years and I still miss you. Never forget!

DII Jeff Folts

June 2, 2008

Cliff,
I don't know how many times I was going to leave a reflection and have deleted it. You were sent to the Fairfax County Driving track to get training as you became Sgt. over the training section at your department. I was an academy recruit there. We were partnered up and we spent alot of time driving in circles for two weeks. I will never forget your encouragement and you saying "go faster, go faster". The instructors actually got on us saying it looks like you two are having to much fun in there. It's been almost 10 years since then and I still think about it.
God Bless you, and your family. Although I only spent only two weeks with you I considered you a friend.
We should all be jealous of you now, you are with Jesus....

MDS
Fairfax County Sheriff's Office

March 4, 2008

I keep starting to leave a message and then delete it. I re-read some of these messsage and shake my head and giggle. Since I know what you would say, I'll save the diatribe. Anyway, I love you...

Wonderwall by Oasis

Today is gonna be the day
That they're gonna throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you gotta do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do about you now

Backbeat the word was on the street
That the fire in your heart is out
I'm sure you've heard it all before
But you never really had a doubt
I don't believe that anybody feels
The way I do about you now

And all the roads we have to walk are winding
And all the lights that lead us there are blinding
There are many things that I would
Like to say to you
But I don't know how

Because maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
You're my wonderwall

Today was gonna be the day
But they'll never throw it back to you
By now you should've somehow
Realized what you're not to do
I don't believe that anybody
Feels the way I do
About you now

And all the roads that lead you there are winding
And all the lights that light the way are blinding
There are many things that I would like to say to you
But I don't know how

I said maybe
You're gonna be the one that saves me
And after all
You're my wonderwall

I said maybe (I said mabye)
You're gonna be the one that saves me (saves me)
And after all
You're my wonderwall

Said maybe (I said mabye)
You're gonna be the one that saves me (saves me)
You're gonna be the one that saves me (saves me)
You're gonna be the one that saves me (saves me)

Kristine Rife
Widow of Clifton Rife II

February 23, 2008

Please know that your brothers and sisters with MPDC have not forgotten you, and you are missed every day. There are so many people that loved you and talk about you every single day that have not left their reflections - for their own personal reasons - and they continue to honor your memory in their own way. You touched many lives and we miss your gentle sense of humor. Rest easy ......

wife of MPDC officer

February 22, 2008

I was thinking about you because it Football Season. Carter invited me to the game and I had your seat. We all miss you bud. Keep the beer cold for me.

Dwayne..

Ofc. D. Johnson
MPDC

November 2, 2007

Hi Cliffie.

It's me again needing your love and comfort. My leg is not healing well and I'll have to wear this wound vac for another month or two. It's discouraging. But I'll push on.

I miss being able to pick up the phone and talk things over with you. You always had the right answers and always made me feel better. And those jokes of yours.............

I miss you so much.

Love you always.

Pookie


mother-in-law

September 28, 2007

"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
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and may not be duplicated without permission

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

September 27, 2007

Just wanted to say hey! Still think about you daily.. That will never stop. Your picture hangs on my rifrigerator door, Not as a reminder of what happened to you, but as a reminder of who you were and to give me a laugh..going back to bed Clife... Hope you changed gods uniforms for his arc angels...white robes just won't work for me... Tell him we're blue to the core.. Blue blood, blue shirts, and blue hearts from missing you and the rest of our hero brothers and sisters!!! Peace in Southeast!

Sgt.
M.P.D.C.

September 18, 2007

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