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Detective Jack S. Deuser

Jefferson County Police Department, Kentucky

End of Watch Tuesday, July 29, 1986

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Reflections for Detective Jack S. Deuser

I knew Jack well. He had a passion for serving the public both as a police officer and a firefighter. He did many heroic things during his career and never hesitated to act quickly. In addition to his law enforcement career, Jack volunteered for the Lyndon Fire Protection District where he rose through the ranks to Assistant Chief. He held that office at the time of his death. A great man gone way too soon.

Rick Albers, Retired Chief
North Oldham Fire Protection District

July 29, 2021

Thank you for your service and please know that your sacrifice is one that will never, ever be forgotten by your law enforcement brethren. Rest in peace always.

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

July 29, 2020

Thinking of you on the 30th anniversary of your heroic act to save a life. Never forgotten!

Anonymous Anonymous KS citizen
KS citizen

July 29, 2016

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 24th 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 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. I pray for the solace of all those who love and remember you for I know both the pain and pride are forever. In reading your reflections, I can see you made an impact on the lives of many people and that you were well respected. I have always liked the quote "It is not how they died that is important. It is how they lived." Your character seems to exemplify that quote.
Rest In Peace

Phyllis Loya
mother of fallen officr Larry Lasater

July 29, 2010

Detective Deuser, it is my honor to salute you on this day. You are not forgotten.

April 26, 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
Richland County Sheriff's Department
Columbia, South Carolina
Used with Special Permission of the Author
Copyright © 1999 - All Rights Reserved
and may not be duplicated without permission

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

January 27, 2008

I knew Jack from the Lyndon Fire Dept. Jack was 30 and I was 20 then. I was looking for a path in life. Jack was a very respected person and one of the few oldler friends I had at that time. He gave me guidence and I ended up in the military. I have told his story many times in my 32 military years. I am still in the reserves and still telling his story. My son has just joined a military and he knows Jacks story. Someday my son will continue where I leave off to pass Jacks name and story on.

Heroes have a limited time to achieve thier missions, but thier honor and the backbone of what they stood for carries no time limit and will continue forever.

Thank you Jack for your friendship and encouragment.

Vic Shaffner U.S.C.G.
Lyndon Fireman & friend

August 30, 2007

Detective Deuser,

I remember meeting you when I was a teenager in Louisville. I remember how impressed I was with you and your fellow officer who visited with me while I worked in area service stations. Because of you and men like you I chose a career in the Air Force as a Law Enforcement Specialist. Now I'm retired after 22 years. If it were not for you and your fellow officers taking an interest in me, I may have chosen a less honorable road in life. Thank You. I leave you with a poem that says it all. Rest in Peace brother. I will never forget you.

The policeman stood and faced his God, which must have always come to pass. He hoped his shoes were shining just as brightly as his brass. "Step forward now, policeman. How shall I deal with you? Have you always turned the other cheek? To my church have you been true?" The policeman 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 talk 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... Though I worked a lot of overtime when bills got just 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." "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 policeman waited quietly for the judgment of his God. "Step forward now policeman. You've borne your burdens well. Come walk a beat on Heaven's street. You've done your time in hell." --Author unknown--

Peace Keeper
SMSgt, USAF (Ret)

January 26, 2007

It has been 20 years since your passing. I've grown old, but you, and the other fallen brothers on this page, have remained in my memory. You were a good partner and a good friend. God bless you.


Lieutenant Pete Dunlap
Jefferson County Police Department (Retired)

September 4, 2006

You are the truest of all heros. God bless you. You will be missed by many.


You did not die in vain. You are never forgotten. Never. Rest easy.

Deputy M. Moore
Warren County S.O. (OH)

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