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Sergeant Marvin Ray Kline

Kern County Sheriff's Office, California

End of Watch Saturday, August 16, 1986

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Reflections for Sergeant Marvin Ray Kline

Thechihila means - I love you. In Lakota.

Tina D. Kline
Step-daughter

August 14, 2024

The passage of time does not make your death better.
Who ever came up with that, does not know what love is. Your death is so unconscionable, full of lies and deceit. The plan was to scare the Sergeant, Play a joke on the Sargeant, scare the hell out of him, and when the plane landed, Carl Sparks was going to give you a pin with gold wings as a reward! A REWARD!

I was sitting in the car that drove my Mother out to the plane crash on August 16, 1986 at Hart Memorial Park. As he told my Mother the story, he reached in his pocket, took out the pin, handed it to my Mother.

This and many other events for this plan I was a witness to. For two weeks I watched as you worried yourself to death. You did not want to go up in that plane. You told your boss about your feelings and he stated to you which another person heard, “ Sergeant, I am not asking you, I am ordering you!”

A joke! You were killed because of a joke!
I will never forget! Never…

Tina D. Kline
Step-daughter

August 14, 2024

37 years ago… 37 years. I wonder what you would look like. If you would still be drinking Coors, smoking Marlboros, telling jokes, fixing up properties. You ought to see the great injustice people are doing to the vintage homes now days. Totally ruined the vintage, beautiful look in vintage. Too many folks think they are designers and interior designers. It is such a shame. Good taste just does not exist any longer and people have lost it… It is popular to have babies with anyone you want and not be married….Marriage is not even factor.

Females want to be males, males want to be females, and kindergartner teachers are making it their business instead of placing their pupils in the winning circle of creative thinking.

Corporate America is ruining the country, Democrats are demoralizing everyone and everything. Men do not hold the door for females, females have tattoos all over their bodies like men. Men are wearing female hair buns and call it a “ man bun’”. LMAO

People have beautiful kitchens with all brand new appliances and eat take out all the time. Their stoves look brand new year after year for two reasons, they never used it and buy a new one every year. People go grocery shopping, come home put the groceries away then, go get take out. LOL Country music went right out the door with marriage.

I have so many memories, so many things I would love to talk twith you, so many jokes to share. Oh, yeah, no one tells jokes any more! I can’t believe it! No jokes. Can you imagine that.

I imagine that we are sitting on your patio, drinking beer, telling jokes, and just having a good old time. I sure do miss you. The day you left this earth is the day my heart split in half. Broken. Life went on, 37 years of tears, missing you tremendously.

I hate the month of August… I hate the way you left our lives…
I hate not being able to be with my best friend… The only man who was the only Father I ever had… You are very important to me and always will be…

Your step-daughter,

Tina D. Kline

Tina D. Kline Step-Daughter
Step-Daughter Tina D. Kline

August 10, 2023

The Moment That You Left on August 16, 1986.

The moment that you left
My heart spilt in two
One side filled with memories
The other side died with you.

I often lay awake at night
When the world is fast asleep
And take a walk down memory lane
With tears upon my cheek.

Remembering you is easy
I do it everyday
But missing you is a heartache
That never goes away.

I hold you tightly within my heart
And there you will remain
As my life goes on without you

But will never be the same

-Dough Craven- Tina Kline

Tina Kline
Step-Daughter

August 15, 2022

https://youtu.be/WRwdKDoBZN8

Tina- step-daughter

January 8, 2022

I heard a song today that took me back in time to August 16, 1986. “ You Never Leave My Heart “.
I can hardly type this due to the tears, I Miss You So Very Much! The song was written by a man who lost his brother, life will never be the same and he doesn’t understand why?

Marvin Ray Kline, you were the person that instantly came into my mind.

Drew Holcomb & The Neighbors “ You Never Leave My Heart “…. 36 years ago we lost you in that Damn Plane Crash! Strong Song, felt deep in the soul and spirit… I miss you best friend, I miss you…

Tina - step-daughter

January 8, 2022

I will never forget you... Never...

Tina
Step-daughter

August 17, 2020

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

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

August 16, 2020

I typed your name in just to see... Tears, tears, and more tears...
My best friend. You had honor, you had life and men whom are shallow wanted to play a joke on Sergeant Marvin Ray Kline to scare you. When grounded would present you with a pen of gold wings. I wonder how many of those men relive August 16, 1986.

Broken Hearted

March 24, 2020

Rest in peace Sergeant Kline.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

October 19, 2019

Well Grandpa, I think you'd be happy to know your grandkids grew up to be just fine... I know you adored us.

Nathan Terry
Grandson

February 9, 2019

Rest In Peace Brother LEO. Thank you and your family for your sacrifice and service.

Officer Mike Robinson, (Ret)
Upland Police Dept. CA

August 16, 2018

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves memory no one can steal...
From An Irish Headstone

Tina Schweikart
step-daughter

January 29, 2018

Death leaves a heartache no one can heal, love leaves memory no one can steal...
From An Irish Headstone

Tina Schweikart
step-daughter

January 29, 2018

You were my jail and patrol supervisor and poker instructor. Now retired, I reflect on the men like you who invested in mentoring me. YOU are NOT FORGOTTEN.

Howard Eddy
KCSO / KCDA / BCDA, RET

December 19, 2017

I spelled Sergeant wrong! I was crying, again... Still...
For too long... just because some people that work with you wanted to play a joke on you and scare you! Doug was just suppose to scare you, not kill you! How do they live with themselves! Take it to the grave... Like Hell they will!!!

Tina
Step-daughter

November 11, 2016

I miss you, still... You did not want to get in that plane for a reason! You were upset for two weeks! For two weeks I watch'd you sick with worry! I'm not asking you Sargent,
I'm ordering you! Those were the famous words spoke from the man with the gold wings in his pocket at the crash sight, the first in command! You were the second in command and you were suppose to be on the ground on that Saturday, not in the air! Protocol was not followed August 16th, 1986 by the first in command, was it!
I will never forget!

Tina
Step-daughter

November 10, 2016

It has been 28 years and I still cry like that day, August 16, 1986. It never gets better, only different... I wish I could talk with you. Get your advise, drink beer, have fun, bbq, tell jokes, just enjoy your company. I wonder if their is anyone who misses someone they loved as much as I miss you?

Tina D. Kline-Schweikart
Step-Daughter

September 24, 2014

I hate the month of August. I will never for get you, your smile, your true friendship, your kindness, your sense of humor, your beer drinking, and most of all your being there. I miss you everyday, every month, every year, every holiday, every birthday, and every bbq. Life here has not been the same since you were killed in that plane crash. You were my best friend. I miss you. I love you. I hope I get to see you again. I hate the month od August.

Tina D. Kline-Schweikart
Step- Daughter

August 1, 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 27th anniversary year of your death. I am priviliged to be among the first 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.

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

Phyllis Lasater Loya
mom of fallen Pittsburg (CA) officer Larry Lasater

February 23, 2013

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

Officer 11169

October 23, 2009

"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
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Investigator David L Bell
Richland County Sheriff's Dept., Columbia, SC

November 28, 2007

Hey Sarge,
It has been a long time but you are not forgotten. I fly during our unit operations and often think of you and your jokes. Thanks for all the laughs and for some reason I think you have opened a bar in the heavens called, "The Clown in the Clouds". Until we drink again, watch over us as we continue the fight.

Senior Deputy Eric R. Fennell
Kern County Sheriff's Office

April 1, 2007

Rest in peace brother, your work is done. May God bless your family. The sacrifice you have made does not go unnoticed, nor will you be forgotten.

PM
KCSD

May 17, 2005

I salute you for your service and honor you for your sacrifice.

A hero never dies....

Rest in peace, hero.

April 27, 2005

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