Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Park Ranger Robert E. Mahn, Jr.

United States Department of the Interior - National Park Service, U.S. Government

End of Watch Monday, January 17, 1994

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Reflections for Park Ranger Robert E. Mahn, Jr.

Robbie (Robert) Mahn was a classmate from first to 6th grade then from 7th grade through high school in Athens, Ohio. His house was next to my best friend Bob Nelson.

Robbie was just a great classmate I was truly devastated to learn of his accident.

My wife and I are going through Yellowstone in August so I thought I would take a look to see if there is a memorial to Robbie somewhere in the park and came across this site.

I apologize to Grace for this late posting. Robbie Mann was one of my best high school buddies so I will miss not seeing him ever again. I hope you are doing well. God Bless. Be safe.

Tom (Tink) Antorietto

Tom Antorietto

May 31, 2021

Ranger Mahn,
On today, the 25th anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for our Country. And to your Family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.


United States Border Patrol

January 17, 2019

Bob’s spirit will always watch over the mountains he loved in Yellowstone ❤️ Thank you for your service and dedication to our Wilderness. Continue to Ranger On from heaven. ❤️

Joan D Kelly Fee Program Supervisor
NPS-Cape Cod National Seashore

January 14, 2019


Adam S. Roberts
U.S. Park Ranger
Law Enforcement Officer
U.S. Department of the Interior
National Park Service

January 18, 2016

Grace, I'm so sorry to hear of the passing of your husband. Although I never met him, I remember you telling me about him after the two of you met. I thought, "By God, they sound perfect for each other." You probably packed a life time of loving and adventure into the years you had together. But he was gone too soon and I'm sorry.


Olivia Dalessandro

July 30, 2014

Went to kindergarden thru 8th grade with Robbie. He was always the biggest, nicest, humblest kid in the class. I can still think of halloween at school when Robbie was upset because everone knew who he was? He was a head taller than anyone else.

I am sure that Robbie was doing just what he wanted to do.
Rest in peace.

Drell Goff
School friend.

July 22, 2014

Robert "Bob"

I have worked at the East Entrance of Yellowstone for the past 7 years and hardly a day goes by that someone doesn't come through the gate who either knew you or asks about you. Many stories have been told about your work in Yellowstone some have become legendary. When I go up the East Entrance Road whether it be summer in a park vehicle or in winter on a snowmobile, I often think of your work here. Often you worked alone. The work on Sylvan Pass in winter is still dangerous, putting rangers in harm's way. Safety is of the utmost importance, because of your loss, policy changes were made to better protect rangers and staff during operations in winter. It is unfortunate that it took the loss of your life to change the way things were done. A sketch of you hangs in the East Entrance Library, I would have liked to have worked with you.

Supervisor East Entrance
Yellowstone National Park

August 4, 2013

Though I never knew you, Ranger Mahn, I can't visit the park without reflecting on your work, dedication and love of this beautiful place. I proudly drive your Willys Wagon and keep in the condition you left it in. Whenever I can I tell what I know of your story, with respect and thankfulness that the world has had and has men like you.
To Roberts family and friends, know that he is remembered and his circle continues to grow.
'Like his mountains his memory will last'

Mr. Bill

April 10, 2013


Here is a man of the Mountains,
With the Griz may his spirit roam.
Here is a man of the Mountains,
The gentle giant of Yellowstone.

Here is a man of the mountains,
A friend to the young and the old.
A man with great patience and wisdom.
A man with a heart of pure gold.

Here is a man of the Mountains,
Of East Gate and Sylvan Pass.
Here in the heart of the Mountains,
Like the Mountains his memory will last.

Please open your trails through these Mountains.
Keep our memories of Bob sharp and clear.

Keep them varmints away
So his spirit can play
In the Mountains that he loved so dear.


1/19/94 Jaye Nutting Thurlow

J.P. Thurlow

July 28, 2012

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 18th 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.

Your memory will always be honored and revered for time never diminishes respect. I pray for solace for all those who love and miss you for I know both the pain and pride are forever.

Rest In Peace

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

January 17, 2012

RIP.Your memory lives on and will not be forgotten.


November 12, 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 © 1993 - All Rights Reserved
and may not be duplicated without permission

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

March 27, 2008



January 6, 2008

We miss you, friend and think of you every day. You are the best friend we have ever or will ever have. We still love you and miss you. But we know you are with us always. God Bless, and rest well.
Pat & Dick

Pat & Dick Miller
Best Friend

January 7, 2007

Rest in peace. You are not forgotten.

St. Louis City Police

July 3, 2005

Another member of the green n gray has had their time cut short. My deepest sympathy to the family, friends and co-workers of Ranger Mahn. May the Lord give you strength and bless each of you during this time.
Rest in peace for your watch here is over.

US Ranger Catroppa
National Park Service Kennesaw GA

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