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Detective Jon Anthony Farrar

Fort Bend County Sheriff's Office, Texas

End of Watch Friday, August 5, 1977

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Reflections for Detective Jon Anthony Farrar

Rest in Peace Sheriff's Detective Jon Anthony Farrar Thank You for your Service and Sacrifice protecting the citizens of Fort Bend County, Texas.

I Pray for Peace for your Family, Friends and Co-Workers.

Amen.

Senior Special Agent B.L. Sherwood (Ret)
Port Terminal Railroad Police Houston, TX

August 7, 2016

We love you and we miss you Uncle Jon! You will never be forgotten and forever you will remain near and dear to us in our hearts. Love you!

Michael S. Farrar
nephew

April 18, 2014

Heroes live forever, Detective Farrar, and we will never forget. Thank you for the sacrifice you made for the citizens of Fort Bend County and the great State of Texas.

Greater Houston C.O.P.S.

August 5, 2013

Dear Jon,

I will never forget your funeral procession. To be your relative was an honor and a priviledge. I knew what you did but I did not understand it's risks or it's consequences. You treated me like an important person in your life, and I was just in the 8th grade. You took me to help me find the perfect horse, and were almost successful at convincing my mom to let me have a horse of my own! You had the kindest face, eyes and smile. You were approachable, even to a young distant cousin. I admired you. Not because you sacrificed your life every day for our freedom and safety, but because you were older and you treated me with great respect. I remember saying goodbye to you the last time you pulled away from Auntie Bonc's house. It was the last time all of us saw you alive. We made such a fuss. I thought it was silly what a fuss we always made to say "goodbye". Later, I was so glad we were like that. Who knew? It wasn't until I saw the entire town lining the streets paying their respects to you did it occur to me that you were a hero to other people besides just me. I love you and miss you. So glad you are with your mom now. She took it so hard.

Elizabeth LaPrade
Cousin

August 3, 2013

To fully appreciate the heroes of the present, we must recognize our heroes of the past. Your heroism and service is honored today, the 36th 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 solace for all those that love and remember you for I know both the pain and pride are forever.

Phyllis Lasater Loya
mom of fallen Pittsburg (CA) officer Larry Lasater

January 31, 2013

Rest in peace, Detective Farrar. Your service and sacrifice to the citizens of Fort Bend County and the great State of Texas are not forgotten.

Greater Houston C.O.P.S.

August 5, 2012

Rest in peace Detective Jon Farrar. You are not forgotten.

Cheryl Railsback, President
Greater Houston Concerns of Police Survivors

August 5, 2011

To those who pass this way. Thank you for your friendship with my little brother. He loved the brotherhood of his law enforcement friends. I pray your life has been lived well, and that you have had your share of peace inthis fallen and broken world.

Dr. Jay Curtis Farrar
Big Brother

April 22, 2010

"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
Copyright © 1999 - All Rights Reserved
and may not be duplicated without permission

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

February 6, 2008

Detective Farrar,
On today, the 28th anniversary of your death, I would like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of Fort Bend County.

R.I.P.
Anonymous

August 5, 2005

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