Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

House Parent Walter Dickey Krouskup

Louisiana Office of Juvenile Justice, Louisiana

End of Watch Saturday, September 17, 1977

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Reflections for House Parent Walter Dickey Krouskup

On today, 46th anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice-not just as a Law Enforcement Officer but for our Country as well when you served with the U.S. Army during World War II. And to your Family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.


United States Border Patrol

September 17, 2023

I work for Office of Juvenile Justice. I'm a trainer for Officer Safety. I remind my guys that what we do is dangerous. Just because someone is young, doesn't mean they can't hurt you. Sometimes the young do stupid impulsive things. I link this page in my training to remind my people that yes, it has been a long time since someone in OJJ has passed in the line of duty, but you should stay on guard and vigilant. Just a few months ago, we had an officer shot at while just sitting at the gas station, so we are required to wear our vests anytime we go out in the field.

Stay safe, hopeful Walter is looking down on all of us and has our backs.

PPO3/ J Fred Fontenot
Office of Juvenile Justice- Louisiana Lake Charles.

September 27, 2022

I will always remember no matter how tired you were after your.shift at the LTI, you would make time to play with me and Jamie. I remember the night they came to tell us what happened to you and you have been thought of and missed often. Rip pa


August 8, 2022

Rest in peace and always know that your service and sacrifice will never be forgotten.

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

September 17, 2020

My Aunt and Uncle were houseparents at LTI Monroe, I know they worked thru 1973. I can’t imagine the pain your family has insured over the years. I want to know if you were a houseparent, night watchman or college student all who worked to oversee the boys. When I think of the stairwell I think of going up to my relatives 2nd story apartment. My thoughts and prayers are with you all.

Louisiana State Penitentiary DOC

September 18, 2019

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 35th 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.

Time never diminishes respect. You will always be remembered and revered.

Rest In Peace

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

September 17, 2012

"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 2, 2008

I lost a grandfather one month before I was born. I have heard all my life how much Walter eagerly awaited my birth and how proud he was that I was soon to be here for him to enjoy. I too eagerly await to meet him and hope that he still looks down upon me with joy in his heart and and still awaits to meet the grandson that he never got to meet.

Chris Krouskup volunteer FF
Oak Point TX

March 30, 2006

God bless you and your family.

July 17, 2005

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