Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

RIP.You will never be forgotten by all those that knew you and loved you.May you live forever in their hearts and memories.

Anonymous

October 10, 2008

This week hits hard for me as they lay to rest another officer (Officer Gryder). 12 1/2 years years have passed since they laid you to rest and it seems like yesterday. I am truly blessed to have had you in my life. I will never forget you and your family. May you continue to rest in peace and watch over us...

Vanessa
Friend

July 4, 2008

THANK YOU FOR YOUR SERVICE, REST IN PEACE.

N.J. TROOPER
NEW JERSEY STATE POLICE

April 15, 2008

Just to let you know that you have not been forgotten. Your parents are in my thoughts as I know what they live through every day for I walk in their shoes. Continue to keep watch over them and protect them from harm. You are a true hero and heroes never die.

Bob Gordon
Father of Fallen Officer: Michael P. Gordon, EOW: 8/8/04

April 10, 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 13, 2008

To my fallen sister:

We have not forgotten you as the Holidays are upon us. You left us 12 years ago but your contribution to a better world will always be here. God Bless your family, friends and colleagues. Rest easy sister, we have the watch from here.

Chief John A. Millan
Galana AK Police Dept

December 26, 2007

Rest in peace.
Everyday your family & friends are reminded of how special you were.
I pray that your family is healing.
God bless you.

Boomer

December 24, 2007

You are remembered today and thank you Officer for your service

VanDenBerghe
manchester, nh

December 17, 2007

It has been almost 12 years since you were called away from duty and you have not been forgotten by those that love you. I know by just looking at your picture that you loved being a police officer and that it was a life long dream. Keep watch over your loved ones and let them feel your presence so they know you are near. You are a true hero.

Bob Gordon
Father of Michael P. Gordon, EOW: 8/8/04

July 2, 2007

Dawn, Your smile, strength and kind words you spoke to me in the Academy gymnasium will always be remembered. I think of you every time I patrol the Richmond Ave./Hillcroft area. Your are a lady warrior we are all truly proud of and I look forward to seeing you again in Paridise one day. May God's love and favor pour down upon your family and friends. Your brother in Blue and in Christ.

Police Officer R.B. Catlett
Houston P.D. Class 160

June 16, 2007

Dawn -

The last time I saw you, you were going through a "phase" as our parents called it. I am sorry. God Bless you and your family. Keep watch over them and keep them safe. You all are always in my thoughts and prayers.

Jeannie Medlin

May 26, 2007

Rest easy Blue Angel! You will never be forgotten.

Police Officer

April 23, 2007

To my fallen sister:

As we reflect on the joys of the Holiday Season, we also pause to remember your sacrifice. Your service and untimely passing is not forgotten and a reminder that no police duty is "routine" and that we make sacrifices during the Holidays, day & night, 24 & 7.

You now direct traffic on streets of gold in St. Michael's platoon in Heaven. God bless and thanks again. My best to your family, colleagues and friends.

Be safe out there brother & sister officers.

Chief JA Millan

Chief JA Millan
NC Publis Schools LE, Avery Dist.

December 27, 2006

Dawn,
Almost 11 years have passed....and I still think of you often. We met in high school and quickly became best friends, inseparable.....I have faith that you are with us every day in spirit and know how much you are loved. I also think of your family often as they were once my family too. Take care, my friend...you will always be in my heart.
Love always,
Vanessa

Friend

July 7, 2006

Dawn, I remember having you as a partner during our crime scenes in the HPD Academy. After one particular crime scene you told me, "I'd ride with you any day." Well Dawn, every day I put on the uniform, I know you are riding with me. You are truly missed. Keep looking down on Class 160, Angel Erickson, and keep us safe.

Lt C A Vazquez
Houston PD Class 160

June 23, 2006

Rest in Peace, Sister. You service and sacrifice will not be forgotten. Though your tour was short, your impact on so many people was great. During one of the Holiest times of the year, you were called to walk among the other warriors of justice summoned to Paradise. May the pain of those you left behind be tempered with time and the knowledge that they were fortunate enough to have known you. Continue to ride along with your brothers and sisters in blue and keep watch over your loved ones who will mark your tenth year in Heaven this Christmas. Let them celebrate your life, for it is not in how you left that made you a hero, but in how you lived.

Godspeed!

A Squad
Woodbridge CT PD

November 21, 2005

God bless you and keep you always. You are not forgotten by your police family.

DE
St. Louis City Police

July 18, 2005

You were much too young to go. You had no time really to experience the fun aspects of the job or life, for that matter. You're picture shows a bright young woman with a lovely smile. You were taken from all of us much too soon. God bless you and your family and the entire Houston PD.

Ptl. Jim Leahy
Harvard University Police Dept.

June 10, 2005

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

April 12, 2005

A Million Times

A million times we've needed you,
A million times we've cried.
If love alone could've saved you,
You would have never died.
In life we loved you dearly,
In death we love you still.
In our hearts you hold a place,
No one else could ever fill.
It broke our hearts to lose you,
But you didn't go alone.
Part of us went with you,
The day God took you home.

March 3, 2005

Officer Erickson,

On the anniversary of your death..You will not be forgotten, Rest in Peace Sister...

Officer
NC

December 24, 2004

On behalf of the men and women of the Virginia State Police we remember Officer Dawn Erickson. While her watch has ended, ours continues in her memory.

Senior Trooper
Virginia State Police

December 24, 2004

Though I did not know you, I think of you every Christmas Eve and say a little prayer for your loved ones to find the peace that only God can give them after losing you.

A Tribute to the Heroes Among Us

Dedicated to Emergency Response Personnel everywhere and F.A.M.I.L.Y.

Our hearts go out to you and your families. You’re in our thoughts and our prayers. Thank you just doesn’t seem like enough for men who are heroes when we need them, but invisible, ignored, and unappreciated when we don’t.

You rescue us, save our possessions, our lives and our families. You are the heroes among us. You are always there for us in the most traumatic moments of our lives. No matter when we call, we just expect that you will come and do whatever it takes to help us. Your selflessness and dedication are awe-inspiring. We show our appreciation with low pay, little respect, and indifference for the issues in your lives, most of the time. As young children, we want to grow up and be you until we get older and realize the risk isn’t worth the reward.

As outsiders, we envy you, secretly. You have benefits in your careers that our jobs just can’t provide. Your work is not the same old thing every day. You get the opportunity to be heroes every time you go to work. You obviously love what you do, and you’re a family. You have a oneness the rest of society longs for. You care about and support each other. You know each other’s families, share each other’s lives. The rest of us face life’s trials and tribulations alone. You are never alone. You have each other, always.

It is our loss not to know you better. This world, this country, your individual towns truly are better places because of you. To lose one of you is a great tragedy, an irreplaceable, immeasurable loss for society. We should be grateful for and to you, and honor you regularly for all you do for us day in and day out without a word of thanks or praise.

We should be ashamed of ourselves; and yet, you continue to do all you do for us in spite of our behavior, which speaks to the people you are. How many of us are willing to do a job knowing we may not go home at the end of the day?

Maybe one day in the future, you will be recognized for all you do with better pay, and the community support and respect you so richly deserve. Until then, hang tough together, and God Bless You and your families.

Anonymous

June 18, 2004

Dear Aunt Dawnie,
I miss you sooo much! Everytime you were around you made everyone smile! I love you and think about you daily!The day you were gone, was the day I realized how people's life are taken for granted! I am no longer your only niece, but even they talk about your bright smile. Thinking of you always. Much love

Your niece,
Faithe Amanda Morin

March 26, 2004

Dawn,

I never knew you and it's been almost 8 years since you left your beat. But I want you and your family to know that your in my prayers.

THE POLICEMAN'S LAST ROLL CALL ...

THE POLICEMAN STOOD AND FACED HER GOD, WHICH MUST ALWAYS COME TO PASS. SHE
HOPED HER SHOES WERE SHINING, JUST AS BRIGHTLY AS HER 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 her shoulders and said, "No, Lord, I guess I ain't.
Because those of us who carry badges 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 just
got to steep. And I never passed a cry for help, though times I shook with
fear. And sometimes, God forgive me, I've wept many 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 Lord, it needn't be so
grand. I never expected or had too much, but if you don't, I'll understand."

There was silence all around the throne where the Saints had often trod. As
the policeman waited quietly, for the judgement of her God. "Step forward
now, policeman, you've borne your burdens well. Come walk a beat on Heaven's
streets, you've done your time in hell."

Author Unknown

Deputy
Dane County Sheriff's Office, Wi

December 5, 2003