Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Corporal Eric E. Sutphin

Montgomery County Sheriff's Office, Virginia

End of Watch Monday, August 21, 2006

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Reflections for Corporal Eric E. Sutphin

Thinking of you and Tamara today on your wedding anniversary!

Sara Snow
friend

July 5, 2009

You are still much in the thoughts and hearts of your friends. We spoke about you last night and remembered good times and how you loved life.

Friend of a friend

May 23, 2009

As we approach National Law Enforcement week, I wanted to salute this true American hero. Your memory will always
be honored and revered. Rest In Peace, Eric and continue to watch over your beloved family.

Phyllis Loya
mother of fallen officer Larry Lasater, eow 4/24/05

May 9, 2009

In our thoughts always.

Anonymous

March 27, 2009

Thought of you today.

Anonymous

March 17, 2009

Eric, still thinking about you and your family. Rest in peace brother. May God bless you and I know someday we will meet again and laugh about all the good times we had working together and catching the bad guys and on the midnight shift.

FMR Officer Tommy C. Farrer (CP66)
Charlottesville Police Department

March 8, 2009

I think about you and our times together on a daily basis.

Lieutenant Mike Wagner
Freind/Partner

December 18, 2008

Eric, I can't believe its been two years since your death. I think about all the good times we had on patrol just about every day. Your friendship is greatly missed. I mention your name every time I come in contact with a fellow officer that we worked with. God bless you brother, rest in peace and keep watch on all men and women who choose to keep us safe.

FMR Officer Tommy Farrer
Charlottesville Police Department

August 22, 2008

I can't believe it's been two years. I seems like not long ago when you were giving me a hard time for handing over warrants for you to serve. I miss that.

SPO A Cornwell
Radford City police Department

August 21, 2008

Miss you....

Arielle
Friend

August 21, 2008

Thinking of you and all of your loved ones and close friends today. Continue to watch over all of them, protect them from harm. You are a true hero and heroes never die. You have not been forgotten.

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

August 21, 2008

Thinking of you on this day of your passing. Another sad anniversary. I would like to have gathered with your family and friends at your resting place this morning. You are missed.

Joy
Friend

August 21, 2008

Eric,

It is hard to put into words how you are missed. It has almost been two years since the day you were taken from us. I find myself reliving that day every day since. We have been to the trial, and most recently the formal sentencing. We are comforted to know that justice has been served and that he will face the ultimate punishment for his crimes. Just know that we miss you dearly and that you will never be forgotten. You were and still are an inspiration to our shift, the Sheriff's Office and to the profession.

Deputy J.L. Crane
MCSO

August 10, 2008

Eric, Justice was served today, Morva got the death penalty. Rest in peace brother and keep watch on all the Officers on duty. God bless you and your family and friends.

Former Officer Tommy C. Farrer
Charlottesville Police Department

June 23, 2008

It's the end of Police Week 2008. Your photo and bio were placed at the memorial so all who passed could read of your sacrifice and know of the young family you were taken from. You are remembered.

May 18, 2008

Eric while I sat in the court room in Abingdon at the trail of the madman, William Charles Morva, whom I nicknamed Charles Manson, I was drawn to these words I put down.
I met your precious family of whom you were so proud. Your lovely wife, Tamara and sweet mother, Jeaneen, whom I met before. Someday we hope to meet your precious little girls Rachael and Emily.
Sunny and I wanted to be there; we had to be there, we prayed that somehow you would know we were there and Eric, we will be there for them, all they need to is call us.
You will never be far from our Heart and please RIP in the arms of God.

Two good men are laying in a cold grave
And four young children are without their father.
They cannot be replaced in those four precious lives.
Who is going to be there to hold or embrace them?
The heart broken wives, the lost hopes and dreams
Stolen, leaving an unbearable desolation.
Who is going to be there to hug that precious child
kiss away the hurt, brush away fears?
How much more pain will the mother endure, forever
for the life of her son, snuffed out far too soon?
.................OH GOD give us strength

I told a young lady that whatever the verdict is;
God's Will, will be done. And So Eric, it will be.
We never know what our purpose on this earth is; but
we must trust in Our God, for He knows. And You will
have your Crown in Glory.
Sunny and Mickie Martin

Mr & Mrs Sunny B. E. Martin
Eric's God Father

April 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 © 1993 - All Rights Reserved
and may not be duplicated without permission

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

April 3, 2008

God bless the jury that gave your wife justice.

March 14, 2008

Eric,

The jury came through today and justice was served. They gave Morva the death sentence. Keep watching over us.

Kenny Hay Former Communications Officer
Smyth County Sheriff's Office

March 13, 2008

Eric,

Morva is now on trial. May the jury find this dirtbag guilty and make him pay for this terrible crime.

Kenny Hay Former Communications Officer
Smyth County Sheriff's Office

March 10, 2008

You were my hero; you saved me from a beast and delivered me back to a world more sane. Thank you for watching over me those few months-that seemed like a lifetime and protecting me till the end. I will always love you and you'll always be in my heart.

February 26, 2008

CPL. SUTPHIN I CAN THINK BACK ALL THE TIMES THAT WE HAD WHEN I WOULD COME OUT TO RIDE WITH YOU AND HANG OUT OVER AT THE CPU OFFICE AT ACPD AND YOU WOULD JOKE AROUND WITH MIKE,ROGER AND ALL THE GUYS OVER THERE YOU WERE A GREAT OFFICE, GREAT DEPUTY AND GREAT FATHER WE ALL WILL MISS YOU R.I.P. MY FRIEND

DEPUTY D.N.JACKSON
CHARLOTTESVILLE CITY SHERIFF'S OFFICE

October 20, 2007

I met Eric when he was selling houses during the period in which he had left the Department after he was shot. I was a mortgage banker and we worked together for a brief time. My husband, Randy and my good friend, Jim, both who work for our local government, dealt with him also on building inspections and zoning requirements, etc. They held him in the highest regard, saying that he was always professional, courteous, and extremely pleasant to deal with. I thouroughly enjoyed the time that we worked with one another, and I was saddened when he left to go back to being a police officer. I definitely regret that I didn't have the opportunity to know him better on a personal level as our relationship was primarily of a business nature. I've found that, in general, when people pass on suddenly, it seems that all you hear about them is extraordinarily good. And I always wonder if that person was really that well regarded while they were on this earth or if people are just compelled to say great things once they're gone. I can honestly say that in Eric's case, that he was indeed that highly regarded on this earth by so many people--I hope that he knew what a positive force he was on others. I believe that he is an example for all of us in how we should live our lives--he has a wonderful spirit and such a kind, gentle way that made everyone feel so comfortable with him. May we all remember and honor him well by following his example.

Kelly
business associate, citizen, and friend

September 28, 2007

I first got to know Eric when he was working at a job other than that of keeping the peace. I kept asking him questions about how he had survived (literally) his old job at the department. I don’t think he completely understood the question. Or maybe he understood, but couldn’t give me the answer I was trying to coerce out of him.

Frequently, I asked him if he thought his faith and upbeat attitude had kept him from harm. At least from ultimate, extreme harm. He didn’t really answer - I thought - he just kept going on and on about his training, his practice, his equipment, his department...really annoying. What I was looking for was some kind of proof, like in miracle stories, that his positive outlook and faith had ‘led’ him to the right place at the right time to keep him from being killed. He never did give me the answers I was looking for. Eric’s faith was important to him, but he didn’t think of it as the reason he was alive and talking.

Since he died, I’ve gone over and over those conversations looking for answers. This is what I remember about Eric.

Eric chose to serve and protect.
The day he died I heard some guys talking about how being a cop was a good job for non-professionals. That made me angry at the time. Now, I realize that may be one of the reasons some people choose that line of work. But it wasn’t like that for Eric. Before getting to really know him, I used to tease him about being just a dumb cop. He didn’t mind the ‘dumb’ part, but I could see him wince whenever I referred to ‘cops’. Finally, one day he gave me a mini-lecture about the origin of the words for his old profession and made it clear - with good humor - that he preferred the phrase Peace Officer.

For him, it wasn’t just a career.
When I met him, he had deliberately switched careers to a safer job that paid better. What’s more, he did very well at this new job. I was surprised - and furious – to hear he was going back to being a Peace Officer. I felt he was expecting too much of God after the first shooting he had survived. Eventually, I got over it because I could see how happy, even joyous, he was just at the thought of going back on the force. What kind of friend would I be to NOT want him to do what he was called to do with his life? I became convinced that for Eric it wasn’t a career choice. It was a Calling. One that he learned, updated, practiced, and excelled at like all true professionals.

He answered that Calling flat out, holding nothing back. Eric chose to serve and protect - twice. He loved helping people, usually while teasing them, and he was a believer. The reason I started talking with him in the first place was because of his happy, easygoing, can-do attitude. It seems to me that Eric lived throttle wide open, the way most of us want to live. He chose to become the best Peace Officer, husband, father, and friend he could be – every day. He could, and did, volunteer to go into dangerous situations most of us avoid. I know he trusted God – whether that was about a situation he found himself in, or where his soul would reside tomorrow. Maybe that gave him the freedom to be lighthearted.

The morning of August 21st, doing his best put him in danger.
Danger like that went with his Calling and I don’t think he felt it much; he certainly didn’t let it slow him down in fear. Danger was just a factor to be taken into consideration. Fear, if he felt it, was too. He had faith in himself, his equipment, his training, his brother/sister officers, and God, and that freed him to act without reservation. At the very end of his life he was living flat out, holding nothing back.

His faith allowed him to enter a dangerous world not of his own making or choosing. He entered even though there was no guarantee of his own safety, or even of success in his pursuit of the suspect. No guarantee, but I can almost hear Eric saying that he was more likely to succeed and get out alive than most of the people in the suspect’s way, because of his training, experience, and back-up.

I wrote this because I thought there might be some people out there with my questions. For myself, I still believe that if he had asked God to keep him whole in the situation he found himself in, God would have. But, based on our conversations, I don’t think Eric went about life that way. On that Monday morning, I imagine he was just focused on doing his best to serve and protect his family, friends and community; trusting God and his fellow officers to make up for whatever he missed.

(c) Arielle Davisson


Friend

September 26, 2007

Eric,

I still think of you often and remember your great spirit. You have shown me what it means to have pride in your work. You have touched my life and left a lasting impression on me.

Love you brother!!

Deputy Clifford Chewning Jr
Randolph Co. Sheriff's Office , Asheboro, NC

September 20, 2007

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