Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Police Officer Arthur O. Jackson

Chicago Police Department, Illinois

End of Watch Wednesday, September 30, 1987

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Reflections for Police Officer Arthur O. Jackson

Thank you for your service and rest in peace always knowing that your service and sacrifice will never be forgotten by your law enforcement brethren.

Detective Cpl/3 Steven Rizzo
Delaware State Police (Retired)

September 30, 2020

Rest in peace Officer Jackson.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

March 27, 2020

Hi, my name is Lajuana Murphy. Arthur Jackson was my uncle. His sister Isabella Jackson-Bacchus was my great grandmother. Her daughter, was Ruby Bingham. My Mother was Linda. I’ve met his daughter, Ansonia, in my teens. My mother Linda called her Winky. His children and grandchildren please reach out to me. I am on FB. Lajuana Murphy.
I have tons of pictures.

Lajuana Murphy

June 2, 2019


Illinois Antique Emergency Vehicle Assn.

June 24, 2015

My Name Is Adderly Jackson, Officer Jackson Is My Grandfather And Artis Jackson Is my Dad, I Never Got To Meet My Granddad. He Passed 10-87 And I Was Born 06-87. It Would Have Been The Ultimate Honor To Have Been Able To Spend Just 1 Day With Him..... Rest In Peace Pops Gone But Never Forgotten.

Adderly Jackson

May 20, 2013

My name is jeffery peters Authur O Jackson is my grandfather your sister Ansonia is my mom. You can find her on facebook Ansonia Richardson. I would love to meet you all.

Jeffery peters

January 16, 2013

My name is Artis Jackson and my father is Arthur Jackson and I miss him dearly. I think about him everyday.I just wish I had more pictures and stories..If anyone can reach out to me with the best memories of my father i would really appreciate it..

My father was a fallen officer.Officer Authur OJackson.
Artis Jackson.I would love to hear stories /have any pictures you guys may have of him thanks

December 11, 2012

Rest in Peace, Officer Jackson. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.

Officer 11169

April 27, 2012

It has been 24 years since you made the ultimate sacrifice but the CPD will not forget. Your dedication to duty is to be admired.

Detective Thomas Downes

October 1, 2011

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 22nd 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.

Rest In Peace

Phyllis Loya


September 30, 2009

Thinking of you on this day. Thank you for your dedicated service to law enforcement and to the citizens of the City of Chicago. You have not been forgotten.

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

September 30, 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

December 30, 2007

Two decades may have passed but you have not been forgotten. Continue to keep watch over your loved ones and those still on patrol in the City. You are a true hero.

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

September 30, 2007

Having worked with Art in the 70's and now recently retired i have just discovered this site. Art was loved and respected by all that knew him (even bad guy's). I expected a hundred entries here. He was a big hulking policeman with the heart of a saint. He had worked in the Marquette district forever, could stop a bad guy that was wanted, tell him to meet in the station at a certain time and low and behold the guy would be there.When the desk asked why the guy was there he would say "I'm waiting for Mr. Jackson". Art, you were great!

SGT David E. Snethen
chgo, p. d. retired

February 22, 2007



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