Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Sergeant John S. Macaulay

San Francisco Police Department, California

End of Watch Friday, July 16, 1982

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Reflections for Sergeant John S. Macaulay

You are my hero

Anonymous

August 22, 2008

Thank you for your bravery, dedication, and commitment to service of others. You are not fogotten.

A San Francisco Police Officer

April 27, 2008

A true hero. God bless the family. In God we trust.

Mother of Sheriff

March 28, 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

September 20, 2007

My wifes Great Uncle had the same name as you ..He won the VC in the great War in France 1914..1918 ..He was a Seargeant in the Scots Guards

colin mellor
none

February 14, 2007

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

A hero never dies....

Rest in peace, hero.

May 19, 2005

Rest In Peace, Your sacrifice shall not be forgotten. God Bless.

Police Officer
Chicago Police Dept.

November 16, 2004

A brave man like yourself who gave so much of himself should not be without rememberance and thanks.
Thank-you for your service and for your incredible bravery,, in another place and time you probably would have been the magnificent warrior who saves the innocent and vanquishes evil.
Thanks again, Hero.

Retired police officer.

July 21, 2004

Gone but not forgotten, watch over those of us who continue the good fight sir !

Detective M Leonard
Hillsborough County Sheriff's Office

April 16, 2004

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