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Sergeant Preston Kinney Jones

Macon Police Department, Georgia

End of Watch Friday, October 27, 1989

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Reflections for Sergeant Preston Kinney Jones

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

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

August 7, 2020

Sgt. Jones,
On today, the 30th anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of Macon. And to your Family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

R.I.P.
USBP

Anonymous
United States Border Patrol

October 27, 2019

Wow, My how time rolls on. It doesn't seem that long P.K. We will have to do something special this year in honor of at you at the Family Reunion this year when we gather in Cochran at the old church and celebrate HOME COMING (BIG MEETING).

SMSGT QUINCY JONES
UNITED STATES AIR FORCE

February 13, 2014

To fully appreciate the heroes of the present, we must recognize our heroes of the past. Your heroism and service is honored today, the 25th anniversary year of your death. I am privileged to leave a tribute to you. Your memory lives and you continue to inspire. Thank you for your service.

My cherished son Larry Lasater was a fellow police officer who was murdered in the line of duty on April 24, 2005 while serving as a Pittsburg, CA police officer.

Time never diminishes respect. Your memory will always be honored and revered. Rest In Peace

Phyllis Lasater Loya
mom of fallen officer Larry Lasater

January 27, 2014

Sgt. Jones,
On today, the 24th anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of Macon. And to your family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

R.I.P.
USBP

Anonymous
United States Border Patrol

October 27, 2013

Rest in Peace, Sergeant Jones. Your sacrifice is not forgotten.

Officer 11169

April 1, 2012

Missing you PK.

Captain Tracey Brazee
Macon Police Department

November 16, 2011

It's hard to believe that 21 years have passed since you've been gone. I miss the times we had working on the midnight shift in Team 3. I miss you partner.

Sgt Malandrino - Ret
Macon Police Dept

September 30, 2010

Preston,

I know the 20th anniversary of your death is fast approaching. I want to say once again thank you for your service and sacrifice. Even though I didn't get a chance to meet you, you will always be a hero in my eyes. Once again thank you.


Sincerely,


Lakeycha McDonald

lakeycha
Widow of Deputy Chad McDonald EOW 12/21/07 Bibb Co. Sheriff Office

October 2, 2009

Happy New Year Eve Preston. Thinking about you this holiday.


Sincerely,

Lakeycha McDonald

lakeycha
Widow of the Deputy Chad N. McDonald EOW 12/21/07

December 31, 2008

Preston,

I had the pleasure of meeting Karen, she told me how a great man you were and the impact you made in people lives. I wish I could have had the same pleasure of meeting you. Karen came into my life back in Febuary, and I think god for her on a daily basis. I thank you for that and I want to say thank you. She have been by my side to the end and she is not going anywhere. God has a purpose and I know he wouldn't put no more on me that I can handle. Once again thank you and believe me the work you, Chad, Joe, and Mike will not be forgotten by me. Tell Chad I said Hi and I love him. You will love him because I know he have already shook your hand and welcome you as a brother of his. I already said this but thank you for Karen.


Sincerely,


Lakeycha McDonald

lakeycha
Widow of the Deputy Chad N. McDonald EOW 12/21/07

December 14, 2008

Sgt. Macon,
On today, the 19th anniversary of your death, I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of Macon. And to your family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

R.I.P.
USBP

Anonymous

October 27, 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 27, 2007

You are remembered today and thank you Sir for your service

Pat Van Den Berghe, Manchester, NH
Neighbors for a Better Manchester, NH

October 26, 2007

~~~Eternally and Always~~~

I didn't get to say goodbye
You're gone without a reason why
I've loved you all of my life
and then you weren't there

I didn't get a chance to say
how much I cared
I can't even remember the tears
that I cried
All I really wanted was to tell you
Goodbye

When I last saw you I felt I wouldn't
see you again
There was a distance between us
that I couldn't explain
You wouldn't look
at me but I could see the tears
in your eyes
If you knew then
You should have told me
Then I could have said
Goodbye

So many words left unspoken
So many hearts left so broken
My love for you is forever
And that will never die
We'll be together always
Our souls are one with God
Eternally and Always
I'll never have to say
Goodbye

February 6, 2005

On the anniversary of your death, I salute you for your service and honor you for your sacrifice.

Rest in peace.

October 27, 2004

The policeman stood and faced God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining,
Just as brightly as his brass.

"Step forward now, policeman.
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To my church have you been true?"

The policeman squared his shoulders and said,
"No lord, I guess I ain't,
Because those of us who carry a badge
can't always be a saint."

I've had to work most Sundays,
and at times my talk was rough,
and sometimes I've been violent,
Because the streets are awfully tough.

But I never took a penny,
That wasn't mine to keep
Though I worked a lot of overtime
When the bills got just too steep.

And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at time I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.

I know I don't deserve a place
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around
Except to calm their fear.

If you've a place for me here, Lord,
It needn't be so grand.
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't I'll understand.

There was a silence all around the throne
Where the saints had often trod.
As the policeman waited quietly,
For the judgement of his god.

"Step forward now, policeman,
You've born your burdens well.
Come walk a beat on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in hell"

GREGG HOUSTON
SOUTH CAROLINA

August 24, 2004

P.K. was a good man. We miss you buddy.

Anonymous

November 1, 2003

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