Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Patrolman Michael W. Brown

Garfield Heights Police Department, Ohio

End of Watch Thursday, December 8, 1994

Leave a Reflection

Reflections for Patrolman Michael W. Brown

NEVER FORGET! On behalf of the Westerville, Ohio Division of Police, we honor the dedicated service and ultimate sacrifice of Patrolman Michael W. Brown of the Garfield Heights Police Department, Ohio and the additional 81 American Peace Officers who have paid the ultimate sacrifice on this date in history.

Chief Joe Morbitzer
Westerville, Ohio Division of Police

December 8, 2017

IN HONORE CASORUM
Our thoughts and prayers are with his survivors today.
Our promise to him; Always honored, never forgotten, forever grateful for his service to his community and to our nation.

Sgt. T Jake Jones
Greater Cleveland Peace Officer Memorial Society, Ohio

December 8, 2016

RIP

Michele Balint
Cousin-in-law

December 8, 2016

I am so happy this memorial is here. I was trying to find Sally and Ericka after all these years and found you. Bitter sweet. We were childhood friends from the old neighborhood. I can say a sweeter kinder, smarter, gentler soul has not again come into my families life. My family still talks of you and misses you. Your work picture is always on our mantle, we have never forgotten. The loss that night is still so fresh for so many that had the honor to know you. The readers here will know already you are a man that always had the nicest things to say, your humor was infectious and your heart the size of the universe. If you ever needed Mike, he somehow had this 6th sense and knew it....he was on your doorstep with a helping hand. Merry Christmas Michael, we still miss you so much. the muellers

Na
Childhood friend

December 23, 2014

IN HONORE CASORUM
The promise... Always honored, never forgotten.

Sgt. T. J. Jones.
Greater Cleveland Transit Police Department, Ohio

December 8, 2014

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 17th 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.

I pray for solace for all those who love and miss you for I know both the pride and pain are forever.

Rest In Peace

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

December 8, 2011

17 years! I cannot believe it. Miss you dad!

Ericka
Daughter

December 8, 2011

I talked with your daughter today, It sounds like you would be very proud of her. Just from talking to her for a few minutes I could tell she loves you very much. Just wanted to stop bye and say rest easy brother of mine. You can take a break we will take over for you down here, doing what we do every day keeping that blue line shining bright while you watch our backs. All I ask is you say hello to my friends Mike and John maybe grab a cup of coffee with them in heavens roll call.

Creation Of Officers-
When the Lord was creating police officers, he was into his sixth day of working overtime when an angel appeared and said, "You sure are doing a lot of fiddling around on this one."
And the Lord said, "Have you read the specs on this order?
A police officer has to be able to run five miles through alleys in the dark, scale walls, enter homes the health inspector wouldn't touch, and not wrinkle his uniform.
"He has to be able to sit in an undercover car all day on a stakeout, cover a homicide scene that night, canvass the neighborhood for witnesses, and testify in court the next day.
"He has to be in top physical condition at all times, running on black coffee and half-eaten meals. And he has to have six pairs of hands."
The angel shook her head slowly and said, "Six pairs of hands... no way."
"It's not the hands that are causing me problems," said the Lord, "it's the three pairs of eyes an officer has to have."
"That's on the standard model?" asked the angel.
The Lord nodded. One pair that sees through a bulge in a pocket before he asks, "May I see what's in there, sir?" (When he already knows and wishes he'd taken that accounting job.)
"Another pair here in the side of his head for his partners' safety.
And another pair of eyes here in front that can look reassuringly at a bleeding victim and say, 'You'll be all right ma'am, when he knows it isn't so."
"Lord," said the angel, touching his sleeve, " why don't you rest and work on this tomorrow."
"I can't," said the Lord, "I already have a model that can talk a 250 pound drunk into a patrol car without incident and feed a family of five on a civil service paycheck."
The angel circled the model of the police officer very slowly, "Can it think?" she asked.
"You bet," said the Lord. "It can tell you the elements of a hundred crimes; recite Miranda warnings in its sleep; detain, investigate, search, and arrest a gang member on the street in less time than it takes five learned judges to debate the legality of the stop... and still it keeps its sense of humor.
This officer also has phenomenal personal control. He can deal with crime scenes painted in hell, coax a confession from a child abuser, comfort a murder victim's family, and then read in the daily paper how law enforcement isn't sensitive to the rights of criminal suspects."
Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek of the police officer. "There's a leak," she pronounced. "I told you that you were trying to put too much into this model."
"That's not a leak," said the lord, "it's a tear."
"What's the tear for?" asked the angel.
"It's for bottled-up emotions, for fallen comrades, for commitment to that funny piece of cloth called the American flag, for justice."
"You're a genius," said the angel.
The Lord looked somberly at the angel and said."I'm no genius, I didn't put the tear in his eye!

K.D. Matlock #748
Montgomery County SO, Ohio

January 17, 2010

Mike my family loved you and you ae missed.

Anonymous

July 25, 2009

THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE AND DEDICATION REST IN PEACE.

SGT. KEVIN GOMOLKA
USS

January 25, 2009

WOW this day always seems to come Way too fast, I miss my best friend whom I met when I was 15, where have the years gone?? Ericka is a beautiful grown woman now no longer a Teen. remember you said you wanted to have your kids early so by the time they were 20 you would be 40 and you could play.. Well it's here.. I never forgot that.. 40 Ouch that will be me next June :)
I hope you enjoy your peace and tell mom and dad BOTH sets whom are with you we love them and Miss you all..
Ericka already has 3 pets inherited your fondness for bringing many, many pets. just know I will always love you. Miss you best friend Sal

Sally Ann Brown
lucky best friend ex wife

December 8, 2008

I am a close cousin of Micheal's we grew up together. I just spent this memorial day with Steve, Julie and kids. We were sharing great stories about Mike. I was told this web site existed. I miss Mike very much and we keep our memories very much alive. Ericka it would be great to see you again, I hope you are doing well. I am honored to have Micheal in my family. God bless you Micheal!!!

Keith Jones
Cousin

May 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

January 3, 2008

13 years today dad.R.I.P 12-8-94. I can't believe it...I met a great guy! for once! Its scary. I know I haven't been to the cemetary lately, but I promise I will...its just been hard. Mom's happy, and we miss you!
<3

ericka
daughter

December 7, 2007

You are remembered today and thank you Sir for your service

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

December 5, 2007

Dad!! I finally got my tattoo for you!! =] Its a star with your badge number in it. I get told its sooo small but I don't care! Its my way of remembering you. Supposedly the guy did it in blue too. I think he knew you were a police officer.Anyway, my birthday is this thursday...finally 19, and mom is double my age. Haha..Miss you. I wish you were here. Holidays and birthdays are never the same.

ericka
daughter

June 26, 2007

These were the hardest years of my life since that call that morning of Dec 8th, YOU would be so proud of the great daughter of ours. She reminds me so much of you, Miss you and I hope you and my parents are keeping your mom company. Your presence is felt daily, keep guarding us from above,
Love always
Sally "Sarah"


Mother of his daughter

April 28, 2007

May you rest safe with Our Lord and may He bless your daughter.

December 8, 2006

I had heard some time ago, that Mike Brown had passed away. Living out of state at the time, I had no way to be certain. I have finally been able to validate this tragedy so many years later.
I attended elementary school with Mike and he was a great person then, I can only imagine what he was able to contribute to his public service as a police officer.
Thanks Mike for your sacrifice and I hope to one day see you when we all come together at the Lord's table.

Anna Vetalice Kosek
8th grade classmate

October 8, 2006

Mike,

You always were my best friend. I remember all the times we shared growing up in Slavic Village. The day you died a piece of me went with you. Ericka, if you ever need anything you call on me. Your Dad was the greatest man I ever knew.

Sgt. David P. Synkowski
Cuyahoga County Sheriffs Office

September 5, 2006

Dad I miss you. These past eleven years have been the hardest but I know you are watching over me.

Ericka

November 15, 2005

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

Rest in peace.

December 8, 2004

Rest in peace blue angel.

Shannon
concerned citizen

Create an account for more options, or use this form to leave a Reflection now.