Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Patrolman Peter Costa

New York City Police Department, New York

End of Watch Saturday, November 25, 1933

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Reflections for Patrolman Peter Costa

Meg,
My grandfather, William (Bill) Cramer, was your grandfather's partner and they were together the day that your grandfather was killed. My grandfather told me about this event, as it obviously left a strong impression on him throughout his life. My grandparents would often mention "Pete." I wanted you to know how highly my grandfather thought of him.

Bruce Kubu
Grandson

October 16, 2020

Grand dad-

I never knew you, but your son, Tom, idolized you until his last days. He talked about you all the time and always had your Medal of Valor by his bedside.

I wish I could have met you, but know that someday, I will.

Meg Costa
Granddaughter

May 30, 2020

I said a little prayer today for Patrolman Costa and his family. He may be gone but never forgotten. He will always be a New York HERO.

Robyn Wilkes

November 22, 2015

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 78th anniversary 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 murdered in the line of duty on April 24, 2005 while serving as a Pittsburg, CA police officer.

Rest In Peace

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

November 25, 2011

You are remembered today and thank you Sir for your service

Pat Van Den Berghe, Manchester, NH
Neighbors for a Better Manchester, NH

November 27, 2007

Judgment Day for a NYC Patrolman

.....Author Unknown

The Patrolman stood and faced his God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining.
Just as brightly as his brass.

"Step forward now, Patrolman.
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To my Church have you been true?"

The Patrolman squared his shoulders and said,
"No, Lord 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 work was rough,
and sometimes I've been violent,
Because the streets are awfully tough.

But I never took a penny,
That wasn't mine to keep,
I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills just got too steep.

And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at times I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God 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 fear.

If you've a place for me here, Lord
It needn't be so grand.
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand."

There was silence all around the Throne
Where the Saints had often trod.
As the Patrolman waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.

"Step forward now, Patrolman,
You've borne your burdens well.
Come walk a beat on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell."

Sgt. E. Chaves
Broward County Sheriff's Office

December 24, 2006

MY BROTHER, MAY YOU NEVER BE FORGOTTEN. A HERO FOR SURE. YOU SERVED WELL. MAY GOD BLESS YOU AND MAY YOU REST IN PEACE.

CHIEF RONNIE WATFORD -RET.
JEFFERSON POLICE DEPT,S.C.

November 25, 2004

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