Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

Sergeant Louis A. Millard

Colville Tribal Police Department, Tribal Police

End of Watch Wednesday, August 27, 1986

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Reflections for Sergeant Louis A. Millard

Rest in peace Sergeant Millard.

Rabbi Lewis S. Davis

July 10, 2019

Thinking of you today brother. Was 28 years ago today we lost you. Gone but never forgotten. Your sis Livia

Livia Millard
sister

August 27, 2014

miss you still old friend.. not a year goes by.. when I do not remember you.. our weddings.. the partys after school, the friend I had, when others turned away.. such good friends come by only once in lifetime..

John Fain
School friend

September 13, 2013

IN HONORE CASORUM
Gone, but not forgotten.

Sgt. T. J. Jones
Greater Cleveland Transit Police Department, Ohio

August 27, 2013

Still a year that I do not miss you.. Friend from grade school, Best man at each others weddings.. The years we might have spent when we were off our jobs then.. Just miss you still old buddy.

John Fain
Friend

August 4, 2013

To fully appreciate the heroes of the present, we must recognize our heroes of the past. Your heroism and service is honored today, the 27th anniversary year of your death. I am priviliged to leave a tribute to you. 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 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. Rest In Peace.

I pray for the solace of all those that love and remember you for I know both the pain and pride are forever. Thanks to your family and friends for sharing their devotion to you through their reflections.

Phyllis Lasater Loya
mom of fallen Pittsburg (CA) officer Larry Lasater

April 17, 2013

Thank you for your service and for helping to make America a safer place.

Deputy Brian Jones
Boulder County Sheriff's Office, CO

November 24, 2012

Thinking of you today brother. You gave up your life today 24 years ago and you are in my prayers always. I know you are with some people that love you know especially mom when we lost her last February..Here is a poem I wrote for you a few years ago. Love you brother, Livia

To My Brother~ Sergeant Louis Millard
September 30th 1955 to August 27th 1986
Livia Millard~author


Today we honor the loss of our fellow officers that have sacrificed their lives and all I have are some seasoned scrap book articles, a few pictures and these treasured memories of you to keep close to when we were younger.

Looking back on how you protected me the first day of kindergarten and thereon; watching over me at the bus stop up on the Flats and riding on that big yellow school bus; I was five and you was six –just the two of us.

With mom’s creative knack she sewed and made the costume you wore in the Okanogan Kiddies Parade; only eight that day they made you lead the way; an adorable red white and blue Uncle Sam; sitting on the front porch of grandma’s house we were so proud watching you wave your hat to the crowd; what an amazing little man.

As life moved on you were a hoop dancer, an alter boy then a cub scout and a boy scout; these changing times shaped your future that brought you about.

Growing up on Eastside I witnessed you influencing and involving your friends in the Omak Junior Police~ even at eleven the toughest boys you could persuade; meeting and planning and practicing at our home then marching with the troupe in the Saturday Stampede Kiddy Parade.

After high school you went off to WSU studying forestry; God only knew that through those bumbling early years of adolescent you would embrace and endorse a career of law enforcement.

You took the oath when cousin tribal leader Lucy Covington swore you in; on that day like your great grandfather ancestral chiefs before you, you became a warrior and protector for the people; performing and excelling in your duties so determinedly, never knowing what each day will bring while undoing conflicts; then you took that call and gave it all on that fateful hot August 27th night in 1986.

We can never be able to thank you enough for being the hero we all love and the man today we honor …this may be the twenty first year you have been gone….but you will never be forgotten. I miss you brother.

Liviia Millard
sister

August 27, 2010

Sgt. Millard was a cousin of mine, but he treated me more like a sister. Whenever I got into the smallest bit of mischief he seemed to find out and set me on the straight and arrow. I have missed him deeply since his death and will never forget everything he did for me. Rest in Peace Lou and remember you may be gone but you will never be forgotten.

Anonymous

March 25, 2010

My cousin saw something in me to feel that teaching me the Native traditions worthwhile, even though I missed out on the required blood quantum. I learned so much from him and will always carry those memories with me.

Cheryl Millard
Cousin

November 29, 2009

Sergeant Millard,

You were the featured officer when I opened this site. I just wanted to tell you that you and your family are in my prayers today. Rest in peace.

Maxine Clifford, mother of
Deputy Josh Rutherford EOW 5/29/03

Anonymous

September 6, 2009

"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 © 1993 - All Rights Reserved
and may not be duplicated without permission

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

March 5, 2008

I knew Louie from before I was 14. Best friend, trusted and loved. Best man at my wedding in Omak. I was gone from home and did not get back in time to see him again.
I had always wished that I had. A friend like him only comes by one time in a lifetime. A light went out that cannot be replaced, with his passing. Gone, but not forgotten.

John Fain

January 22, 2008

Sergent Millard
Although, I didn't not personally know you. I want to thank-you for making the ultimate sacrafice. I am a Cadet at FLETC
and I was asked to pick an officer who made the ultimate sacrafice and I chose you. It is because of you and men and women like you that Iam he now. I hope that I can serve my community half as well as you. I know that I can never live up to your standards, but, I hope that if the day comes that I have to make the ultimate sacrafice. I hope I can be as brave as you. "There is no greater Sacrafice than a man who lays down his life for others"
Sergeant Millard you are sadly Missed, But YOU WILL NEVER BE FORGOTTEN1

Cadet Joe N. Russack-Baker
Mashantucket Peqout Tribal Police
By way Of F.L.E.T.C.

Joe N. Russack-Baker
Manshantucket Pequot Tribal Police

May 4, 2007

Rest In Peace Sergeant

SFC Shull
US Army Military Police Retired

March 6, 2007

Today I attended the Fallen Officers Memorial dedication at the Okanogan County Court House lawn. It was a beautiful ceremony. It is very touching to see that an intire community continues to remember the sacrifices that these men made. My brother Louie was a very dedicated police officer, role model and a hero. I still miss him very much.

Linda Millard
sister

May 13, 2006

I just happen to stumble on this site today and looked up my brother, Sgt. Louis Millard. He was a great man, a great father, a great brother and a great police officer. It is hard to believe that it will be twenty years in August that my brother has left us. We miss him so much and he was a hero in this community. He has left a legacy here and and he will never been forgotten. I love you brother.

Your sis,

Livia

Livia Millard

March 9, 2006

Rest well my friend, Your service to the People of the Colville Reservation is remembered and your dedication and commitment to serving them will never be forgotten.

Former Fire Chief Mark S. Sanford
Colville Tribal Department of Emergency Services

December 18, 2005

Sgt. Millard was a relative of mine but more like a big brother. He was a very kind and loving man who put others before him. He has been missed dearly since his death by all who knew him.

April 14, 2005

We'll carry on the watch Sgt. Rest easy

March 6, 2005

i served with sgt. millard for three years, he was a good supervisor and officer, and friend.

cpl. joseph p. thomas
colville tribe, parks and rec.

I went to school with Louie in Omak. I hadn't seen him for the 15 years since I was in school but I remember him as always smiling and friendly. He was a really nice guy to be around. It was very upsetting to find out he had been killed. I'm sure he was a great officer.
Joyce (Johnson) Edie, wife of a sheriff's deputy

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