Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Time may have passed but you are not forgotten. I believe as long as someone remembers you or speaks your name, you are still with us.
Thank you for your heroism.
GOD Bless

Detention Officer A.Zambito
Texas

June 3, 2015

IN HONORE CASORUM
The promise; Always honored, never forgotten.

Sgt. T. J. Jones
Greater Cleveland Transit Police Department, Ohio

June 3, 2015

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 83rd anniversary of your death. Your memory lives and you continue to inspire. Thank you for your service to my home state and the birthplace of my son. 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.

Phyllis Loya
mother of fallen officer Larry Lasater

June 3, 2010

NEVER forgotten, Deputy Yarbrough you, sir, are a hero. Thank you for your service, dedication and courage. God Bless you and your family.

NC LEO
Winston-Salem PD

June 3, 2007

Thank you for your service from someone born and raised in Rowan County.

Officer
Charlotte-Mecklenburg Police Dept

September 12, 2006

Deputy Sheriff Yarbrough,
It has taken over 78 years, but you are finally being honored. I would like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of Rowan County. It took another 8 months, but your murderer finally got the justice that he deserved.

R.I.P.
Anonymous

Anonymous

September 2, 2006

YOU MADE ROWAN COUNTY A BETTER PLACE.REST IN PEACE.

GILBERT DANIEL

September 1, 2006

Thank you for your service and dedication to the people of North Carolina. Your sacrifice will not be forgotten. Although many years have passed, you are remembered here today. God bless you.

Lori Johnson Rowley, wife of NC LEO
Daughter of Sgt. James Johnson, EOW 11/11/04, FCSO, NC

August 31, 2006

The police officer stood and faced his Maker, which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining, just as brightly as his brass.
"Step forward now, police officer how shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek? To you Maker, have you been true?"

The police officer, with squared shoulders, said "No sir, 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 talk was rough,
and sometimes I've been violent, because the streets are tough.

But I never took a penny, that wasn't mine to keep.
Though I worked a lot of overtime when the bills just got to steep.

And I never passed by a cry for help though at times I shook with fear,
and sometimes, please 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 fears.

But if you have a place for me here, well...it need not be too grand,
I never expected or had too much so if you don't...I'll understand."

There was silence all around the room were the saints respectfully stood.
As the police officer waited quietly, for the judgement...bad or good.

"Step forward now, police officer, you've borne your burdens well,
Come walk a beat on heaven's streets, You've done your time in hell."

Sgt. W. O'Connell
West Pikeland PD, PA

August 31, 2006