Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Deputy Sheriff William Hiram Givens

McDonald County Sheriff's Office, Missouri

End of Watch Saturday, February 4, 1984

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Reflections for Deputy Sheriff William Hiram Givens

I remember when I was little of running around in your boots and cowboy hat with your duty belt and handcuffs arresting everyone in the house. You were my hero and I always wanted to be a LEO just like you! I never got to be a LEO but my love and support for all LEO's will never die because you were my Great Great Uncle my blood bleeds blue through and through! I was 7 years old when you were taken from us and because of how you were taken I have NEVER gotten behind the wheel or went with someone that had been drinking. My heart hurts and gets angry every time I hear or read the news that a life was taken by a drunk driver. I love you Uncle Bill and it's hard to believe that it has been 35 years now. RIP Fly High my hero!!

Misty Lang
Great Great Niece of Fallen Officer William Hiram Givens McDonald County Sheriff's Department, McDonald County Missouri EOW 02-04-1984

June 13, 2019

I remember when I was little of running around in your boots and cowboy hat with your duty belt and handcuffs arresting everyone in the house. You were my hero and I always wanted to be a LEO just like you! I never got to be a LEO but my love and support for all LEO's will never die because you were my Great Great Uncle my blood bleeds blue through and through! I was 7 years old when you were taken from us and because of how you were taken I have NEVER gotten behind the wheel or went with someone that had been drinking. My heart hurts and gets angry every time I hear or read the news that a life was taken by a drunk driver. I love you Uncle Bill and it's hard to believe that it has been 35 years now. RIP Fly High my hero!!

Misty Lang
Great Great Niece

June 13, 2019

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 28th 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.

Time never diminishes respect and your memory will always be honored and revered. I pray for solace for all those who love and remember you for I know both the pain and pride are forever. I hold your family in my heart's embrace today.
Rest In Peace

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

February 4, 2012

YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE

Pat Van Den Berghe
Neighbors for a Better Manchester, NH

February 1, 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
Copyright © 1999 - All Rights Reserved
and may not be duplicated without permission

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

December 6, 2007

No man goes unnoticed before G-d.Thank you for your service.

February 4, 2006

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