Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Corrections Officer Arturo M. Meyers

New York City Department of Correction, New York

End of Watch Thursday, June 17, 1993

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Reflections for Corrections Officer Arturo M. Meyers

Corrections Officer Meyers rest in peace.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

September 28, 2019

One of the saddest moments of my career. After having worked together in H. D. M., I had the unenviable job of sitting with Mrs. Meyers and his daughter and informing them that not only had Artie had been shot, but that he had not survived his wombs. A week later, while attending my daughter's High School graduation, i can still remember his daughter crying and shouting that this can't be so, daddy. "You promised to attend my graduation." I shed many a tear that day, celebrating my child while remembering Artie's daughter's words of dispair.

Retired Chief of Department
N. Y. C. Department of Correction

June 18, 2016

It was my honor to research newspapers, books and magazines and finally find your Photo and make sure your photo was put on this site. I wanted to put a face to your heroism in the Line of Duty. I did the research because you are a brother officer and no matter how many years past, you will always be remembered. Rest Easy Hero.

APO Christian Durante
NYPD: 68th Precinct Auxiliary Police Unit

February 5, 2016

Time may have passed but you are not forgotten. I believe as long as someone remembers you or speaks your name, you are still with us.
Thank you for your heroism.
GOD Bless

Detention Officer A.Zambito
Texas

June 17, 2015

RIP

C.O. RETIRED
NYCDOC

February 20, 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 19th anniversary year 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. Rest In Peace.

I pray for the solace of all those that love and remember you for I know both the pain and prie are forever.

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

November 24, 2012

Its been a long time Artie, I remember the days in BKHDM/BKCTS. We had good times. Rest in peace my brother.

correction officer mike Fernandez
NYC dept of Corrections

May 28, 2011

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

Robyn Wilkes

June 12, 2009

"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

December 19, 2007

It's been 13 years since you have gone but i still have
memories of you when you were assign to the old HDM on
Riker's, it was a pleasure to have worked with you.
May you rest in peace.


RET. CAPT. AL MIDDLETON

CAPTAIN AL MIDDLETON
NYC DEPT. OF CORRECTION

February 25, 2007

Is been 13yrs and I still remember clearly the day you got kill.Its an honor to serve next to you and sad to see you gone.You alway be a hero to the Officers at Brooklyn House Of Detention. You are one of NYC BOLDEST. God Bless you.
You will never be forgotten.

Retired NYC Correction Officer Harry Sanchez BKHDM

Retired Correction Officer Harry Sanchez
New York City Department Of Correction

November 14, 2006

It has ben ten years since you were called home to the Lord, not a day goes by that you are not thought of, you always told me I would get there well I am there in my 19th year. I know that you a truly watching over all of us that you left behind.

CORRECTION OFFICER REGINA DANIEL
NEW YORK CITY DEPARTMENT OF CORRECTION

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