Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Rest in peace always knowing that your service and sacrifice will never, ever be forgotten.

Detective Cpl/3 Steven Rizzo
Delaware State Police (Retired)

August 28, 2020

The people of Atlanta will never forget your sacrifice. May you rest in peace.

Major JP Morgan
Retired

August 29, 2016

To fully appreciate the heroes of the present, we must recognize our heroes of the past. Your heroism and service is honored today, the 54th anniversary year of your death. I am priviliged to leave a tribute to you. 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 the solace of all those who love and remember you for I know both the pain and pride are forever. Thanks to your family and friends for sharing their devotion to you through their reflections.

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

April 18, 2013

Rest in Peace, Officer Busby. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.

Officer 11169

February 17, 2012

Hi Daddy, I think of you so very often. I have told my two childern about you and my three grandchildern. I have always tried to teach them to respect Policemen for the very hard and dangerious job that they do everyday to keep us safe. And in doing their jobs that sometimes God calls some of them to heaven, and that is where their Granddaddy is. I pray that I will see you again when God calls me to Heaven and that some day you will meet my childern and grandchildern. I love you and I have never forgotten how much you loved me and my brothers. Even Ray, who was born two weeks after you were called to Heaven, and you never got to hold. I love you Daddy.......Your one and only Daughter.

Debrah J. Busby
Daughter

November 29, 2009

Dad,

You never even hold me, kiss me or even set your eyes on me but my Mother told me that you love me. Sorry that you were taken away from my two brothers, sister and me. I think of you every day. We got a great half brother. Only God know what he is doing an like YOUR OLDEST said my kids and grands kids will see you in heaven! You have 12 grand kids an about 22 great grand kids.

YOUR YOUNGEST!

Anonymous

November 18, 2009

R I P sir, thank you.

Mike C, Citizen
Boston MA USA

March 1, 2008

Dad,

You are not forgotten...I trust in our Savior Jesus Christ to allow me to see you again someday and then when appropriate time has passed the privilege to introduce you to your four grandchildren and five great grandchildren that have your blood running thru their veins...

Love,

Charles J. Busby
Your Eldest Son

Charles J. Busby
Eldest Son

October 31, 2006

Rest in Peace Motorman. You are not forgotten.

Motor Officer D.Johnson
Metro Nashville Police Dept.

August 28, 2006

Motorman, Thank you my brother for your service. You will not be forgotten. Rest well.

Senior Motor Officer M. Thurmond
MPD

August 28, 2006

Thank you for your service to the City of Atlanta.

Officer Busby was 25 years old at the time of his death.

RLG

Rachal

July 8, 2006

ITS 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.

By

Author Unknown

Rest in Peace, Brother…
“Former Motorman”

Corporal Gregory A. Cohn
Florida Highway Patrol - St. Augustine

May 12, 2006

I was just coming into the world as officer busby was leaving it. i was born on august 28th 1959. god bless him for making this a safer world to live in and god bless all our fallen officers

William Burkholder

May 25, 2004

Rest in peace motorman.

Inv. Michael Walker
Tallahassee Police Department

August 19, 2003