Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Sergeant John Louis Bagileo

Prince George's County Police Department, Maryland

End of Watch Monday, February 28, 1994

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Reflections for Sergeant John Louis Bagileo

Miss you brother.

Thanks for all the great memories.

We're in a pandemic today and our country is tearing itself apart. People hate Police. Very sad.

Wish you were here so we could laugh at better things.

1719
PGPD

July 30, 2020

Rest in peace Sergeant Bagileo.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

April 3, 2020

Sgt. Bagileo,
On today, the 25th anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of Prince George’s County. And to your Family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

BPA Mike Casey
United States Border Patrol
El Paso Station

February 28, 2019

Your are always in our hearts and minds. I miss you very much!!

Patrick Billingsley
Best friend

February 27, 2018

Today is the 23rd Anniversary of my best friends EOW 2/28/94. Please say a special prayer for John Bagileo and his family. You will never be forgotten and you are always in my heart. I love and miss you John!!

Patrick S. Billingsy
Best friend

February 28, 2017

"Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God."
Matthew 5:9

Marshal Chris Di Gerolamo
Federal Air Marshal Service

March 14, 2016

I remember my dawg like it was yesterday and I somehow think he is responsible for my being able to reconcile my guilt at failing to find a solution that night that would have saved his life. I thank him for the good times and I wish his wife and daughter nothing but the best that life has to offer them! I still think about you!

CPL Calais-Norman Wade
Formerly with MNCPPC Park Police

January 9, 2014

You stil make me laugh even after all these years. My kids love to hear the stories of our days together in Boston MA.

Ken Pope
College Roommate

April 18, 2013

Hey Brother....

Just missing you today on this cold, wintery snowing March 18 of 2013. Many years have passed, but you are still in my heart.

Love you brother...

Corporal ID 1719
Partner (COPS and Patrol); Close Friends

March 18, 2013

You are greatly missed by all. Thinking of you today and always.

Patrick Billingsley
Best Friend

February 28, 2013

God may you be in peace, your wife was an angel who showed me that life goes on..

Widow
Prince George's County

November 23, 2012

John was a childhood friend of mine that I played baseball with for several years. I lost close contact with John when we entered highschool and he went to a private school. The last time I spoke to John was when I was looking into becoming a police officer after graduating from college. I'll never forget that conversation with John, he gave me the inspiration to become a law enforcement officer. 16 years now I've been on the job and I think of John often. In 2013 I am riding in the Police Unity Tour, I'll be riding for John. Although John passed away before I was hired by the Maryland State Police I hope he knows that I have been standing the Thin Blue Line with him. R.I.P John

Cpl Todd Hill
Maryland State Police

November 23, 2012

John,
I enjoyed our time working together in Ocean City. You always made me laugh. Although I only knew you for a short time, you made a lasting impression.

Steve

May 25, 2012

Your services were and are continuing to be appreciated, John.

David

February 28, 2012

Johnny, it has been 18 years today since we lost you. You are always in our hearts. We all miss you.

Eva
Friend

February 28, 2012

Hey brother,

You know I've missed you, but I wanted to thank you for helping me out these past years. I'm a lot wiser, but I knew you'd never really leave me behind. Still, I miss our craziness taking calls in G-Sector.

By the way, I finally got to "Facebook" Lauren. She seems very nice. Oh yeah, "Facebook" is a new thing. All todays' kids love it. I have to admit I found a lot of old Police buddies in there.

Again, thanks.

#1719

Retired Cpl
Baltimore City and PGPD

July 22, 2011

John - I am thinking of you today and how much you are missed by all. We love and miss you! Patrick

Patrick Billingsley
Best Friends

February 28, 2011

As February begins, I always look forward to Mary, Amy and Jeff's birthdays. However, never far from my mind is the single greatest loss of our family that took place on the 28th. We lost a son, nephew, husband, father, brother, cousin, and friend. We had dreams and many years of expected joy to look forward to. Growing old in the same way we as we lived our first twenty odd years was a given - if only we knew what could be taken from us. I remember the pain as if it was a moment ago ..... yet I remember more. I remember the occasions that lift me up when I think life is difficult. I remember vacationing in OC, breaking the rules on Cape Cod, going out in college when we should have been studying, driving cars with no brakes for four hundred miles cause you said "you promised your grandmother" ..... I remember basketball games with your dad on sweet summer nights even if Laura didn't want to play, coming home sick from school when we came to visit, making you walk fifty blocks in OC because you wouldn't apologize for an inconsequential slight. I can only say, we miss you terribly. I think of you every day and especially every night. I tuck in my son named for you and say a prayer that God takes care of you and your family - and what a special family you have. You'd truly be proud of Lauren and Nancy. I know I am. More than anything, I remember you and the person you are. Not sure if there was ever a kinder, gentler, more unselfish person that ever lived. On the seventeenth anniversary of your passing, I want you to know that many, many people are impacted by your life and the way you led it. Be safe and be reassured, you are remembered. Talk to you tomorrow.

-Pete

J Peter Manning
Cousin, Best Friend

February 6, 2011

John,
It has been a long tiome since you left. I think of you and the times we had a OCPD when you were there. You would be surprised at what happend to Good Counsel what a palace.
Take care and keep laughing!!
Eddy

Sgt. Ed Schreier
Worcester COunty Sheriff's Office

July 22, 2010

16 years ago mine and Lauren's life changed forever. We think about you often and you would be do proud of the beautiful young woman she has become. I know you are smiling down from heaven and watching over us. Love and miss you.

Nancy Bagileo-Wilson
Wife

February 28, 2010

John, I know you are with God, we were good friends as kids and you were always a very honest and wonderful childhood friend. I wish we could go back to being kids again on twin ponds. Steve Schwee.

Steve Schwee
childhood friend

February 10, 2010

The wicked flee where no man pursueth, but the righteous are as bold as a lion.
Proverbs 28:1

God bless you and all who mourn you. You are in my thoughts and prayers.

Friend of Off. Kris Fairbanks RIP 9-20-08

K.L.

February 28, 2009

Johnny,
We really miss you. I am not sure why you came to mind today. You are never far from our thoughts. You would be so proud to see Pat's kids. He misses you more than words can describe. He channels all of the love he has for you as a brother and a friend and put it into them. That is a lot of love and it really shows.
God bless you!
Eva

Eva Wakefield
Friend

September 9, 2008

The First Day
February 28th, 1994, Prince George’s County Police Officer, Corporal John Bagileo was killed in an automobile accident while responding to a crime scene. Cpl. Bagileo’s cruiser caught fire after striking a utility pole. Those were the details reported by the newspaper. There was another story that never made the papers. My version of the story is different from the papers; mine is the story of John’s last cry.

The Second Day
At the time of the accident I was working in Washington D.C. as a federal employee. I lived in John’s neighborhood, six doors away from him on the same side of the street. Both of us had an end unit. We were cordial with one another on the street. John and I would wave and say hello. He was married with a young daughter, Lauren. John was a devoted husband and father, and he was very loyal to the Catholic faith.
When I got home from work the day after John's accident I noticed four police cruisers parked at the end of my street, a dead end. This seemed odd to me, but I did not make the connection right away. I remember thinking, “John must have some friends visiting.” When I got in the house and started talking to my wife Cindy, it hit me. My neighbor, John, was the officer killed in the automobile accident last night.
My wife and I suddenly became very upset. We had to get out of the house so we went shopping. When we returned home from shopping Cindy went immediately upstairs. Our home is a three level townhouse in a community of three level townhouses. As I stood in my rec-room crying, I got the feeling that someone was standing outside of my back gate watching me. When I turned to look, the feeling was gone. A few minutes later I went upstairs to the second floor, and I went into the kitchen with Cindy. My wife told me she saw someone outside of our back gate when she looked out of the kitchen window. Cindy saw this person outside while I was down in the rec-room crying, but she couldn’t tell who was out there.
I walked into the living room still crying a little, and I sat down on the floor. I didn’t eat that night. In fact, Cindy & I fasted for three days. After I stopped crying, Cindy came into the living room. We began to talk about the entity that we both felt was outside of our house. We both had religious experiences in our past. We both felt John, having no where else to go, had returned to Early Glow Lane. This was his home on earth, and his wife & young daughter were at the end of the street morning his death.
A short time later John returned to the parameter of our home, this time outside the front door. It was at this moment that John made a spiritual connection with me. I could see him in my mind, and we would soon begin speaking telepathically. I could see John standing outside of my front door; the snow was falling around him. He was peaking around the corner and looking down the street toward his house.
I could feel John’s disbelief, his grief. He could not understand how his life was so abruptly taken from him. John was standing in our flower bed right next to the front door. He raised his left arm up to his head, leaned against the face of our house, and began to cry.
As John began to cry, so did I. We cried together for a long time before I heard him speak to me. The image of John standing outside of my front door crying will live forever in my mind.
The first thing John said to me was, “I can’t believe it! My life was just beginning to go exactly as I wanted. I was so happy.” All I could say was, “I know.” John didn’t understand how I could hear him, but he was comforted to have someone to talk to during his time of great sadness. I could feel his grief, not for himself, but for those he had left behind. John and I continued to cry.
When our crying finally slowed, I looked up and saw my wife was crying too. She stood up and asked me for a hug, and I hugged her tightly. John & I began to cry harder again. John said to me, “I will never be able to hug my wife, Nancy, or my daughter, Lauren again.” This time I managed a little more. I told John, “I know. It must hurt very badly.” When our hug ended I sat back down on the floor and cried with John some more. The concept of time as I know it disappeared. John & I cried together for three hours if we cried for a minute. When our crying was finally over, I felt a bond with John. We formed a friendship in spirit that I could never have achieved in life.
The tears were dry on my face. Now it was my turn to speak, “John, I saw you outside. I have that picture in my mind. I can paint it, I can paint you.” John said, “Thank you. Will you show it to Nancy and Lauren when you are done?” I answered him, “I will give her the picture. I promise you.” John seemed pleased and he may have even smiled for a second.
I did not sleep much that night. John was walking a beat up and down our street right through the rows of townhouses. I was lying in bed in awe again. John was walking through the first floor of each house. He was walking down the street towards his house on my side of the street, and back up the street through the houses on the other side. I could feel him pass through our house every two or three minutes. An angel was guarding our street that night. He was walking his last beat; watching over his family. Sometime after four in the morning I drifted off to sleep.

The Third Day
John did return to Early Glow Lane on that third night. I could sense his presence. He stood at a different spot that night; a mound of dirt which has since been leveled off for more townhouses. John was standing alone away from all of the houses. He was done crying. John was waiting for the angels to come down and escort him to heaven. Until that time he would simply stare at his home where his wife and child dwelled. John was looking at the front corner of his house. He was looking at his front door, his living room where Nancy was, and at the bedroom on the third floor where his little girl slept. I know it is a better place where he is going, but leaving your loved ones behind is very difficult.
Every time I have experienced death on an emotional and spiritual level I hear a song in my head. And so it was with John’s death. Soon after learning of his death and through to the funeral I repeatedly heard a song in my head. The song was, “Take me up to the spirit in the sky” by Norman Greenbaum. That is why I know in my heart John is in Heaven. On that third day when the lightning flashed and the thunder roared; John went up to the spirit in the sky.
Nancy, my promise to John goes unfulfilled. I lost track of you over the years and now the painting of John haunts me to look at. Please contact me so I can properly present this painting to you and keep the promise I made to John so long ago. Lauren is a teenager and I want you to have this painting before she goes to college. Perhaps I could give it to you during the yearly officer memorial. Forgive me for losing track of you and Lauren.
Sincerely, Tpr. II David S. Perschy, NJSP
[email protected]

Trooper II David S. Perschy
New Jersey State Police

May 27, 2008

May you always rest in peace and know that you will never be forgotten.

Cpl/1 Steven Rizzo
Delaware State Police

February 28, 2008

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