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Corporal Harry Leroy Kinikin, Jr.

Prince George's County Police Department, Maryland

End of Watch Saturday, January 13, 1990

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Reflections for Corporal Harry Leroy Kinikin, Jr.

Cpl. Kinikin,
On today, the 30th anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of Prince George’s County. And to your Family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

R.I.P.
USBP

Anonymous
United States Border Patrol

January 13, 2020

Rest in peace Corporal Kinikin.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

May 18, 2019

Harry:

I loved working with you in the 6600 block of Atwood Street. You always knew what to say to help people calm down post incident.

Love ya Harry.

Jimmy boyd

Police Officer
Upper Marlboro Police Department

July 4, 2016

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

Marshal Chris Di Gerolamo
Federal Air Marshal Service

March 14, 2016

I remember when I unauthorized took my brothers vehicle and crashed it on Owens Road and Kennebec St. in Oxon Hill. You treated me with the utmost respect and took me by the hand until my parents arrived at the 'Oxon Hill' Police Station on Oxon Hill road. You told me that I was more in trouble with my family than with the law, and then we laughed about it. Thank you for treating me with respect. You will forever be in my heart. R.I.P.

ANTHONY Q. JONES (CHIEF)
JonesConsultingandInvestigations

October 4, 2012

Your heroism and service is honored today, the twenty-first 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.

I pray for solace for all those who love and miss you for I know both the pain and pride are forever.

Rest In Peace

Phyllis Loya

January 13, 2011

Harry,
I never met you however I worked for the Maryland State Police when you were killed. I stood on the beltway for hours waiting for your procession to go by. I wondered what kind of a man you were that day and who you had left behind. I transferred to the PGPD shortly thereafter and inquired about you. I learned that you were a good cop and well liked by all. Many more have gone after you but you should be proud of your agency it does a great job fighting back the scoundrels. God bless your family for the grief they went through and are probably still going through.

Fellow Officer
Prince George's County Police

June 26, 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

February 18, 2008

YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE

VANDENBERGHE
MANCHESTER, NH

January 4, 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

November 7, 2007

May you rest in peace.

January 13, 2007

Seventeen years ago today you left us as a true hero and not a day goes by that you are not remembered as such.

Cpl/1 Steven Rizzo
Delaware State Police

January 13, 2007

On the anniversary of your death, I salute you for your service and honor you for your sacrifice.

May God continue you to grant you eternal peace and bring peace and comfort to your loved ones.

A hero never dies....

January 13, 2005

We miss you. You died a hero and will live in our hearts forever.

Any

October 24, 2004

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