Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Patrolman Donald V. Deford

Lincoln Township Police Department, Michigan

End of Watch Monday, March 14, 1988

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Reflections for Patrolman Donald V. Deford

As a kid growing up in Stevensville, I knew Officer "Donny" Deford. I had run from him during my dumb days, and been caught by him a few times. I had always been treated professionally by him, and was always guilty of whatever childish pranks he caught me at. I didn't learn to appreciate him until many years later, when I chose to serve as an Officer in Tennessee. I have now served for over 20 years in my Department, and appreciate his leadership and professionalism now, more than ever. Rest in Peace, my friend.

Sergeant Chris Caulpetzer
Knoxville Police Department

August 30, 2013

The wicked flee where no man pursueth, but the righteous are bold as a lion
Proverbs 28:1

You are never forgotten

Friend of Off. Kris Fairbanks RIP 9-20-08

K.L.

March 14, 2009

Your heroism and service is honored today, the twenty-first 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 who was murdered in the the line of duty on April 24, 2005 while serving as a Pittsburg, CA police officer.

Time never diminishes respect or love. Your memory will always be honored and revered. This reflection is sent with the utmost respect for the service Donald gave to his community and the citizens of Michigan, and the supreme sacrfice he and his family made on March 14, 1988.

Rest In Peace, Donald.

Phyllis Loya

Phyllis Loy
mother of fallen officer Larry Lasater

March 14, 2009

YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE

VANDENBERGHE
MANCHESTER, NH

April 9, 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
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and may not be duplicated without permission

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

November 15, 2007

Patrolman Deford, may you Rest in Peace knowing that you have not been forgotten.

March 14, 2006

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