Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Senior Special Agent Claude Arthur Medearis

United States Department of the Treasury - Customs Service - Office of Investigations, U.S. Government

End of Watch Wednesday, April 19, 1995

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Reflections for Senior Special Agent Claude Arthur Medearis

So very hard to believe how much time has gone by. Rest easy, old Friend.

Sgt. Brent Young
NSU Police Dept./ Friend

April 17, 2015

Classmate, our days at FLETC are not forgotten. You are missed. God bless!

Kenneth W. Davis
FLETC CI-733

Chief Kenneth W. Davis
Former USCS- Jefferson City, TN Police Dept

December 24, 2012

"Blessed are the peacemakers: for they shall be called the children of God."
Matthew 5:9

Marshal Chris Di Gerolamo
Federal Air Marshal Service

June 25, 2012

I think of Claude often. He was, without a doubt, the most unique person I have known and even after all these years, his friendship still teaches me something occasionally. Rest in peace, my friend.

Joe Etchieson
Friend

May 7, 2012

Your heroism and service is honored today on 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 who was murdered in the 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.

I pray for solace for all those that love and remember you for I know both the pain and pride are forever. Your family is in my heart's embrace. Thanks to your friends for sharing their memories and devotion to you in their reflections.

Rest In Peace.

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

April 19, 2012

You are missed, but not forgotten, old friend.

Brent Young, Officer
friend

April 19, 2012

Grandpa I miss you everyday that goes by, and each year something amazing happens that I wish I could tell you about. I'll be 21 in a month and 3 days, it seems almost unreal that you aren't here, and I ride on the back of my boyfriends Harley, granny says I look just like she did on the bike of your Harley, the funny thing is that I'm wearing her chaps that she bought the year you went to sturgis. I love you grandpa Claude.

Andee
Oldest granddaughter

April 10, 2012

We are coming up on the 17th Anniv. So hard to believe! Your granddaughters are not little girls anymore. Andee is almost 21, Taylor is 19, married and living in Hawaii and Alyssa is a licensed driver! You have missed so much in our lives. I gave your twin sister my kidney, Shelly is having a baby at 40 and life continues to surprise us! I sure wish you were here to experience all this! I know mom still misses you everyday and we long for the day we are reunited! I love you daddy!

Catherine Alaniz-Simonds
Your daughter

March 27, 2012

SS/A MEDEARIS, YOU HAVE SERVED WELL. MAY GOD BLESS YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE AND SACRIFICE. A HERO FOR SURE. MAY YOU NEVER BE FORGOTTEN FOR YOUR SACRIFICE. REST IN PEACE. MAY GOD BLESS YOUR FAMILY, FRIENDS AND COWORKERS WHO LOVE AND STILL MISS YOU.

CHIEF RONNIE WATFORD-RET.
JEFFERSON POLICE DEPT,SC

April 15, 2011

Another year has passed and you are still admired and respectfully remembered in the hearts and minds of so many. My thoughts and prayers are with your loved ones and friends on this anniversary of your EOW. You will never be forgotten.

James Sheppard
Father of Sgt. Jason L. Sheppard EOW 12/7/06

April 19, 2010

SSA Medearis, Customs was a great agency and they were lucky to have you. God bless you and your family.
SSA Ellen Pierson

SSA Ellen Pierson
US Customs/ICE

April 19, 2009

I miss you more and more everyday little bro. Someday soon we will be together again.

Ervin Medearis
brother

November 20, 2008

I love you and even though we only spent two years together I'm looking forward to an eternity with you one day in heaven. i know your smiling down on us today. I love you so much.

Taylor
Granddaughter

October 30, 2008

I shared an office with Agent Medearis for about two years when we both worked for the Oklahoma Pardon and Parole Board. Claude was a good friend and he was always quick with a joke. I remember when he first found out that he was getting a job with U. S. Customs, and how excited he was about the opportunity. Rest in peace, my friend.

Bob Faulkner
friend

July 15, 2008

Agent Medearis,
On today, the 13th anniversary of your murder, I would just like to say thank you to you and your fellow LEOs who were also killed in that terrorist attack for your service and sacrifice for our Country. And to your family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

R.I.P.
Anonymous

Anonymous

April 19, 2008

Rest in peace brother, you have made the ultimate sacrifice.


Middletown P.D. (Ohio)

April 19, 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
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and may not be duplicated without permission

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

March 31, 2008

12 years ago, I went to work as I normally do. I took my kids to daycare, busied myself with the events of the day and did not think that such an act could ever be possible.

It was snowing here the day this happened and it was a grey day for the funeral of a co-worker and her daughter who had been killed by a drunk driver a few days earlier. I remember feeling anguish for them and then being struck numb after hearing about this incident. The world never felt as safe again.

Thank you for going to work each day to protect and serve the general public. May you reap rewards in heaven and find eternal rest. May your family, friends and co-workers have comfort in the knowledge that God held your hand that morning as he took you home.

Rest well, warrior, the job is done down here and you may guard those who follow in your footsteps from above.

APD LEO's wife

April 19, 2007

I can remember being so upset that someone would do this only to find out later, the killers were Americans and from my hometown. Many lessons were learned that day. None of you are forgotten.
Melissa
wife of a leo

April 19, 2007

Thank you for your service and sacrifice, sir.

A Citizen

May 10, 2006

On this the tenth anniversary, we pause to remember.
We will never forget.

April 19, 2005

Daddy,

This April 19th is the 10th anniversary of your death and yet it seems just like yesterday. There isn't a day that goes by that I don't grieve your death. I see you in the faces of my three girls, especially in their smiles. You would be so proud!
I love you and miss you more and more everyday. Thank you for being my hero!!!!

Your (not so) little girl

Catherine Alaniz-Simonds

April 9, 2005

I still remember you walking into work in your jeans and tennis shoes, looking more like Magnum P.I. than anything else. You were a terrible Hearts player, but loved to sit and play during lunch. Your smile and laugh were infectious. You were a good friend and a great agent. You are missed more than you could ever know or would have ever expected. I am honored to have called you "friend".

Shelley Chandler
State of Oklahoma

September 13, 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

July 26, 2004

05/11/04

Each day I try to read the ODMP. Today I read your story. Any officer who dies in the line of duty will always be remembered for his sacrafice. You died a hero. Rest in peace Agent Medearis.

Captain Robert W Cannon, Ret.
Vermilion Co, Il. Sheriff's Dept.

May 12, 2004

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