Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Supervisory Border Patrol Agent Lawrence B. Pierce, Jr.

United States Department of Justice - Immigration and Naturalization Service - United States Border Patrol, U.S. Government

End of Watch Thursday, August 17, 1995

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Reflections for Supervisory Border Patrol Agent Lawrence B. Pierce, Jr.

SBPA Pierce,
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 the Patrol. And to your Family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.


United States Border Patrol

August 17, 2020

Duty before self is not more apparent than your selfless and heroic actions that day. Rest in peace always knowing that your memory, service and sacrifice will never, ever be forgotten by your law enforcement brethren.

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

August 17, 2020

Mr. Pierce came down to my home to talk to me about a career in the Border Patrol , since he lived nearby. We both lived in Chula Vista at the time.
He went out of his way to explain how he started, the pros and cons of being an agent, and where the training was(Glencoe GA).
I had heard of his death a few weeks later in 1995, and it saddened me to know of his passing. He died doing the right thing. A brave hero in my book. RIP Lawrence Pierce.

Michael J McNulty
Border Patrol Applicant

March 25, 2020

This Memorial Day I was searching for an old friend that was a brother to me during our high school years in So. Charleston WV. He had no real home for reasons that are very personal and I invited him to stay with me and my family. For 2 years my home was his and when he he joined the Corp my mother would check each morning to see if one or two were sleeping. I sewed on his stripes as a brother would do. When he
returned from Nam he spent many days telling his story and recovering his nightmares. I held him while he cried and he taught me what it meant and how to help many others as I taught them when they returned to school. We scattered across the world as friends and brothers sometimes do. But I never forgot my brother, my friend. I have missed him all these years and will miss him.

Dr. Bob Mullins

May 27, 2018

To you all; I stand in awe of your words, sentiments, and titles.. For you to remember the face and or deeds of a fallen brother/sister keeps me as grounded as life can speak to one man. My father died with his boots on, he died protecting others.. If you had the honor of meeting the man it was quickly established that he would give the shirt off his back (literally if needed) to help another if you showed that you are worth saving. He was one of a kind.
I miss... still till this day..

Scott Pierce

September 30, 2017

Before I was a Border Patrol Agent I worked with your son Scott as a Deputy Sheriff in New Mexico. We went through the academy together in 1999. He told me the story of your ultimate sacrafice and heroism. Men like you are what make this country great. Your service to this country will never be forgotten. Thank you.

Border Patrol Agent Gomez, J.
US Border Patrol

December 1, 2012

As a friend who was attempting to mentor me to join the BP I miss your guiedence and friendship. You are missed by all whose lives you touched. Rest in peace my friend

Civilian, Jim Flynn

June 28, 2012

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 15th 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.

Rest In Peace

Phyllis Loya
mother of fallen officer Larry Lasater

August 17, 2010

Today I read your story.

Never forgotton.

Philadelphia, PA

December 15, 2008

As I look at the faces of the men and women here, I see the faces of my co-workers. I can imagine each of them shooting the bull and swapping war stories at choir practice as the meat sizzles on the grill. I see them laughing, pranking and teasing their fellow agents, as we often do when we relieve stress. I wish that each of them were still here to share the good times.

And I feel compelled to look at each of the faces here and remember…to remember that each of them made the ultimate sacrifice in service to their country and we should NEVER forget them or their service.

Too often the sacrifices of those who serve our country are overlooked or casually dismissed by the very public they served so selflessly. But WE should never forget them…each and every one of them. May they each rest in peace eternally in God’s loving embrace.

SBPA James Doran
US Border Patrol

July 21, 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

Agent Pierce,
On today, the 12th anniversary of your murder, I would like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for our Country and to the Patrol. And to your family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.



August 17, 2007

Your life will never be forgotten. Rest in peace.

SPA John M. Zavala
U.S. Border Patrol

December 4, 2006

Although I was not even in the Border Patrol on 8/17/1995, you are still a brother in green who made the ultimate sacrafice. Rest In Peace Brother!

SBPA Alberto R. Olivares
US Border Patrol

August 17, 2005

Another year, rest in peace brother.


August 17, 2005

My father worked with you in the B.P. God bless you and your family.

Sgt. Keith Emery
Veazie Police

October 4, 2004

Rest in peace brother.

US Border Patrol

August 17, 2004

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