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Special Agent Paul Gregory Broxterman

United States Department of Housing and Urban Development - Office of Inspector General, U.S. Government

End of Watch Wednesday, April 19, 1995

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Reflections for Special Agent Paul Gregory Broxterman

Special agent broxterman, 25 years ago today you where brutally murdered along with 167 other people. Rest easy

Mark Mottola

April 19, 2020

Agent Broxterman,
On today, the 25th anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for our Country. And to your Family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.


United States Border Patrol

April 19, 2020

Rest in peace Special Agent Broxterman.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

April 19, 2020

Special Agents from HUD and Agriculture are continuing to honor Paul in the annual Run to Remember Relay Race April 28, 2019. Many people have stepped up and ran over 20 years in his honor and hang their bibs on his chair at the memorial. Paul, his family and the others who perished are not forgetten.


April 21, 2019

A true hero who died protecting all of us from the evil within! Miss ya brother Paul.

Mark Broxterman

August 23, 2016

Peace to your family, friends and co-workers... I cannot believe it has been twenty years since that horrific day.

Special Agent William Foley
U.S. Department of Housing & Urban Devlopment - OIG

April 20, 2015

It was my great honor today to represent Paul Gregory Beatty Broxterman at the 20th Anniversary Remembrance Service at First Presbyterian Church, OKC. I was one of 168 voices in the remembrance choir, and we were each asked to select the name of one of the victims, to sing representing their voice, and I chose Paul Gregory Beatty Broxterman. During our Saturday rehearsal, I had lunch with several other members of the choir, and one of the ladies at our lunch table was a survivor of the bombing, she also worked for HUD (as Paul did) on April 19, 1995, and she also knew Paul, so she told me all about Paul. May he rest in peace!

Harold Martin

April 19, 2015

"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

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

Paul visits me in my dreams. He tells me he is not really gone. He was my first date. We went to see Love Story then a coke at Bobs Big Boy, L.V Nev. I miss you Paul! Love,Doni

Doni Landes
friend of 43 years

April 20, 2011

I knew Paul when we worked together at the Ft. Defiance Agency. Paul was a rare person who was deeply committed to serving the Indian People. His efforts were greatly appreciated and I am still sad about his death and I remember the last time I saw him in Phoenix and of him telling me of being transferred to OKC. Paul you are not forgotten and I value my relationship that I had with you and I still have the patch you gave me.

Special Agent Daniel Hawkins
Bureau of Indian Affairs-Friend

April 25, 2010

On this 15th anniversary of your senseless death, I want you to know your death was not in vain and that good will always triumph over evil.

I hope you enjoy your eternal rest along with all God's other peacemakers.


A brother HUD-OIG S/A

Special Agent

April 19, 2010

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

Gone but not forgotten.


May 20, 2009

You will always be remembered.


October 20, 2008

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

Middletown P.D. (Ohio)

April 19, 2008

Good riddance, Timothy McVeigh. You were a misguided soul.
Lynn Kole
Bellingham, WA

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
Richland County Sheriff's Department
Columbia, South Carolina
Used with Special Permission of the Author
Copyright © 1993 - All Rights Reserved
and may not be duplicated without permission

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

March 19, 2008

Dear Paul and Family:

Last May 2007 I rode my bicycle 240 miles in the Police Unity Tour (PUT) Chapter IV in your honor and memory from Portsmouth, Virginia to the National Law Enforcement Officer's Memorial in Washington, D.C. This was the ride of my life and an honor. You will never be forgotten by the HUD OIG family. This year I am riding over 1,000 miles from FLETC in Glynco, Georgia to the Memorial in D.C., in the FLETC-ride and the PUT ride, in honor and memory of you and your fellow fallen HUD OIG Agent Abdon Cabello, who died at FLETC in April 1999. Both are you will be remembered for your service and ultimate sacrifice. I have been a HUD Agent for over 20 years. Although I never met you Paul, I will always remember you. It is a "Matter of Honor" for me to "Ride For Those Who Died". Thanks for everything you did for us and your family.

Kevin Whalen

ASAC Kevin Whalen
U.S. HUD OIG Investigations

March 13, 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 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

Special Agent Broxterman you are a hero. It has been twelve years since the end of your watch and you are still remembered. Thank you for your service to our country. May God continue to bless you and the loved ones you left behind. Rest in peace my brother.

State Constable J.L. Green
S.C. State Constables

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.
wife of a leo

April 19, 2007

Paul was always passionate about his work. He knew that evil was very real and he felt a deep obligation to rid the streets of the bad element. He had a hard time accepting it when he would do all he could to bring a criminal to justice, only to have them get off on some technicality. As his wife, I knew that he would appreciate the fact that the men responsible for this attrocity would have to pay for their crime.
He loved his country and was very patriotic. The poem on this page desribes very well how he felt about the job he had to do. He knew that he had to walk through hell, so that other people wouldn't have to. In the end, he paid the ultimate sacrifice for his country.
Thank you to all who have been so supportive of my family and all the others left behind by this tragedy. Your support has been deeply appreciated by us all these years.
I would hope that others who have to go through the loss of a loved one would have the same loving support that we have received. God Bless You All.
Very Sincerely, Cammy Broxterman Maughan

Cammy Broxterman Maughan

March 13, 2007

Thank you for your service and sacrifice, sir.

A Citizen

May 10, 2006

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"


July 26, 2004

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