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Corporal James Joseph Silva

Shreveport Police Department, Louisiana

End of Watch Sunday, April 10, 1994

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Reflections for Corporal James Joseph Silva

Hi Jimmy,
Just me... I love you.......
Thinking of you xo Miss you everyday.
Give your Mom and Dad and my Mom and Dad and everyone a hug for me okay! :)
Love, Kelli
(Your cousin)

Kelli Vanlandeghem

September 5, 2022

Kelli Vanlandeghem

October 7, 2021

Cpl. Silva,
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 Shreveport. And to your Family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

BPA Mike Casey
United States Border Patrol
El Paso Station

April 10, 2019

I Love and miss you so much Jimmy.... Yesterday... I was remembering when were growing up.... We always said when we got and I were going to go to the Bermuda Triangle..... :) missing you....missing a lifetime of amazing memories with you... I Love you with all my heart

Kelli VanLandeghem

May 14, 2015

Love you Jimmy.... Not a day goes by that I do not think of you .... Miss you so much.

Kelli VanLandeghem

July 31, 2013

Love you and miss you Jimmy.... Thinking of you always. Take care of my Dad for me now .... K Love you.

Kelli Barnebee

June 25, 2010

Though it's been nearly 15 years that his close friends and family have missed Jim, many of his high school classmates are just finding out about his death through We had the date but not cause. I remember he'd married, had children, moved to Louisiana and become a police officer so I feared, at such a young age, it was in the line of duty. To die at the hands of a drunk driver is so tragic but I can see that he was very loved and admired and a wonderful father. I'm glad for that and not at all surprised.

I met Jim in 8th grade. We "went together" briefly in 10th grade and graduated together. I remember his love of baseball and the gorgeous metallic gold '72 Chevelle hot rod he had with two wide stripes down the hood, changing from red metallic to green metallic.

We went to the Homecoming game and dance together and I still remember what I wore and what he wore. It was the first time either of us had gotten to "second base." I was extremely shy in high school, too shy to even admit to having a boyfriend so our romance didn't last long. However I went to his open house when we graduated and my dad, a banner pilot, flew a congratulations banner for him over his party while I was there. I have a photo of it. I'd hoped to reconcile but I think he was long over me.

I went off to college two weeks after graduation and pined a lot for him, regretting my loss and missing him. I eventually got over it and life went on but I held on to something he said to me in 10th grade, "People like you, Steph, if you'd just talk to them." Over the course of my life that perspective on my shyness and my appeal to others has helped me slowly but surely overcome my shyness.

I will always have a special place in my heart for Jim Silva and the beautiful gold Chevelle.

Stephane Irwin
high school girlfriend

March 10, 2009

Jim, I miss you so much.

Your cousin

January 20, 2009

It has been such a long time since the accident yet the memories are so near. I can't tell you how many times a day I think of you, after all I carry after you in so many ways. The personallity and the looks, so wonderful and so evident in me. It is always a struggle thinking of all the times we had and the times that you miss. Deep down I know that you are here watching over me as you always did as I grew up in front of your eyes. To have a father and role modle like you is absolutely amazing. I hope to only grow up following in your footsteps. One day to becoming an excellent wife who loves and supports her family, a hardworking individual with great morals and dedication, and so much more. Just to be a great person who is loved and respected by all. I miss you with all of my heart. You will never be forgotten. Please continue to look over me and the rest of the family as I know that you would.
I love you,
Your oldest daughter,
Kim 25yrs

Kimberly Silva

May 15, 2008



May 1, 2008

Thinking of you on this day and every day. Continue to keep watch over your loved ones and protect them from harm, also those still out on patrol. You are a true hero and heroes never die. You will never be forgotten.

Bob Gordon
Father of Officer: Michael P. Gordon, EOW: 8/8/04

April 10, 2008



April 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
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 11, 2008

Heros are never forgotten. My thoughts and prayers to the family, friends and co-workers of Corporal Silva.

911 Dispatcher

June 3, 2007

To Corporal James Joseph Silva and all his loved ones:

On this the twelth anniversary week of your tragic death, please know that your memory is honored and revered today.

My heart goes out to your family members. You all remain in our thoughts and our prayers.

Reading the loving reflections about your beloved James (especially that left by his daughter Heather) gives us some understanding of what a kind and honorable man he was, and what he meant to his family and friends. I don't know if the creators of this web site ever envisioned how many of us would communicate with each other, and with our angels through these reflection pages. But we do and I find such comfort in it.

James, you rescued us, saved our possessions, our lives and our families. You are one of the rare heroes among us. You were always there for us in the most traumatic moments of our lives. No matter when we called, we just expected that you would come and do whatever it took to help us, and you always met our expectations. Your selflessness and dedication are awe-inspiring.

This world, this country, your community truly are better places because of you. To have lost you is a great tragedy, an irreplaceable, immeasurable loss for society. We are grateful for and to you, and honor you for all you did for us day in and day out whether you received a word of thanks or praise.

Rest in Peace, James. I am humbled by your valor, courage, and dedication.

This reflection is sent with the utmost respect for the distinquished service James gave to his community and the citizens of Lousiana, and for the supreme sacrifice he and his family made on April 10, 1994.

Phyllis Loya, mother of fallen officer Larry Lasater, Pittsburg PD, eow 4/24/05

April 14, 2006

It will be eleven years this April, but it feels like an eternity since we have had a moment together. You would be so proud of me now. Mom, Kim, Grandma, Papa, Jeff, Papa Joe and I are all doing well. We talk and think of you daily along with sharing your story to many people. Although life hasn't been easy without you, you will never be forgotten. I can't explain to you how much I miss you or how this tragic event has changed my life. It has been extremely hard, but just one thought of your smiling face gets me through any bad days that come my way. I love you so much and miss you more than anyone could ever imagine. You are always in my heart and prayers!
I love you dad,
Your little girl, Heather 19

March 9, 2005

It's been 11 years since we received that dreadful call about the accident. We think of you daily and try to remember all the good memories we had. We love you and miss you.

Millie & Duane Tyler

March 1, 2005


It's hard to believe it's been 10 years since I heard the radio call about your crash. I have thought and spoken of you often. You are remembered! (former Unit 3A1 Badge 277)

Sgt. Tom Lilley
Kentucky State Police

July 6, 2004

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