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Sergeant Julian Narvaez

Bernalillo County Sheriff's Department, New Mexico

End of Watch Wednesday, March 26, 1969

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Reflections for Sergeant Julian Narvaez

Rest In Peace Brother in Blue. You are honored and remembered on the 50th anniversary of your EOW. May the scum/coward that took your life suffer and rot forever.

Officer Mike Robinson (Ret.)
Upland Police Dept. CA

March 26, 2019

Sergeant Narvaez,

I want you to know I met your daughter Juliann recently. She is the most charismatic, energetic, and positive woman one could ever hope to meet. The way she turned out most certainly has to do with your genetic and angelic guidance.

I wish I could have met you and heard about stories from “back in the day”. I know you are watching over your family still, and I hope to meet you in whatever the after life provides us all.

God bless you for your sacrifice and service to the county of Bernalillo. I hope the piece of filth who murdered you suffered a painful and miserable, long drawn out death.

Mark Aragon 1990-2016 (retired)
Albuquerque Police Department

September 4, 2018

Thank you John! Julian Narvaez was my father. I appreciate you sharing. God Bless you!!
Juliann Narvaez

Juliann Narvaez
Daughter

September 4, 2018

I was a very young man when I became (while a student at the University of New Mexico) about 1968, a Reserve Deputy Sheriff in Bernalillo County.

Sgt. Narvaez took me under his wing, and taught me how to police in the south valley of Albuquerque, alone, at night, and survive.

His death, just crushed me. He was a MAN!

I went on to serve in various capacities, for more than thirty years, retiring as Undersheriff, Jefferson County Sheriff's Office, after managing the most publicized and misreported case of my career (Columbine High School murders).

Sgt. Narvaez has remained in my thoughts, and always will.

Men and women, who pin on badges, and belt on pistols, made this nation. Simple as that. We have never been perfect, but when you called for help, we came...

God rest your soul, Julian!

John A. Dunaway, Undersheriff (Ret)
Jefferson County, Colorado

March 6, 2016

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

Deputy Brian Jones
Boulder County Sheriff's Office, CO

January 27, 2013

Sgt. Narvaez,
On today, the 43rd anniversary of your death I would just like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of Bernalillo County. And to your family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

R.I.P.
USBP

Anonymous
U.S. Border Patrol

March 26, 2012

Your heroism and service is honored today, the 43rd 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 who was murdered in the 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.

I pray for solace for all those that love and remember you for I know both the pain and pride are forever. Your family is in my heart's embrace. Thanks to your daughter and friends for sharing their memories and devotion to you through their reflections.

Rest In Peace.

Phyllis Loya
Mom of fallen California Officer Larry Lasater, Pittsburg PD, eow 4/24/05

March 26, 2012

Sarge,
I only knew you a short time when I was a reserve deputy with the Bernalillo Co. Sheriff's Department. I was there in 1968 and was just starting out in what was to be my chosen career. We had worked the Day Shift together and you always wore a smile and it seemed that nothing got you down. Even though it was a brief encounter, I remembered you when I left the department and moved to Virginia during the summer of '68. Sheriff Wilson let me carry my ID and badge with me so I could carry my weapon. I had been married only a couple of years and just had a new son to raise and there was a job waiting for me in Virginia with better pay than the job I had in New Mexico. After I had moved to Virginia, a friend of mine, who worked for the Albuquerque PD, sent me the front page of the Albuquerque Journal about the unfortunate demise of you and how it had happened. It took me like a blow to the stomach. I didn't feel good for several months and sometimes I still reflect about the incident. I worked for a couple of years in law enforcment in Fairfax County and then finally moved to Sacramento, CA because I had been accepted with the Sheriff's department. I made a career of it and always remembered to where a smile and try to stay cheerful just like you had done when I was there. I have spent 38 years in this profession and have lost some of my fellow brothers in blue, but none was more remembered in my mind as were you. I am so sorry you never got to see your daughter born, but it seems she had a very fullfilled life. I hope I get to meet up with you again when the good Lord takes me from this earth. You have my utmost respect and my God watch over you. Via con Dios.

Deputy Dennis Whitten, Retired
Sacramento Co. Sheriff' Dept.

November 8, 2008

YOU ARE REMEMBERED TODAY AND THANK YOU SIR FOR YOUR SERVICE

VANDENBERGHE
MANCHESTER, NH

February 26, 2008

Daddy,
We never met, mom was a few months pregnant with me when you died, I am blessed to have been named after you. My memories of you are stories that people tell to me, and amazing pictures of every photo op you would get! I am so like you Daddy!!! It was tough growing up with out you, I wish you could have held me and made me feel safe. I read the story that Mr. Gonzales left for you, I would love to meet her one day to show her pictures of "the tallest man with the biggest hands" ever!! I thought that was precious!
My life has been less than perfect, mom was murdered when I was only seven and Gerald my brother, your son was 9. I know that you and mom are together, which makes me happy, and you both are my angels, I feel you all the time!
I stride to be the best person that I could be,
so that one day you and mom will greet me in heaven.
Daddy even though we never met,
my love for you is so strong.
I am honored to have a dad who died protecting his community.
I am married to a police officer, who is a deputy with the Bernalillo County Sheriffs Dept. No, no, no, it wasn't planed that way daddy, just so happens that I met him in high school he was a working for pepsi,
and was ready to get a career going, one of his friends dared him to try out for the academy and so he did, and so he graduated and has served for 20 years he will be retiring in December "2006". I believe that you have been his angel and kept him safe from harm during his 20 devoted years to the Sheriffs Dept. I am a Real Estate Broker here in Albuquerque, I love my job, because I love people, I believe I got that from you Dad.
Well dad I just want to say ~
Thank you Daddy for being you!
Love and Kisses,
Your Baby Girl,
Juliann Narvaez/Naranjo

JULIANN
YOUR DAUGHTER

November 17, 2006

Blessings Sergeant Narvaez. You are a special angel to me. I only met you once but your name has always found its way into me life. I met you when I was 8 years old. You responsed to call from my mother about a eye injury I received. I remember was bleeding and very scared. You told my mom that I needed to go to the hospital and you would meet us there to take the report. When you got there I was screaming and kicking the doctors and wouldn't let them touch me. You picked me up and held me in your arms and told me it would be okay. You held me the whole time the doctor was stitching me up. I was left with a scar above my right eyebow that's a reminder of the tallest man in the world with the biggest hands that held me tight and made me feel safe that September day. Six months later your were killed a few blocks from our house. I still remember hearing the gun shots. A few days later my parents telling me it was you that was killed at the gas station that day. Then when I was thirteen I was going through my rebellous stage and hated all cops. I was working a summer job at a school for handicap children. I was on lunch break with this lady I worked with for several months when a patrol car came by and I made a comment "I hate cops". This lovely lady turned to me with a sad expression on her face and asked me why? I told her I just do. With tears in her eyes she said my brother was a cop and he was murdered. I stood there speehless for a few moments and then asked her your name. When your sister Gloria replyed Julian Narvaez I felt like someone had just crushed my heart and the memories of a scared little girl came rushing back. I told your sister this story. I made a promise that day that in your honor I would never say anything mean about police officers again. That is one promise I have kept. In 1992 my brother died and I was at Mount Calavry Cemetery visting his grave feeling depressed and lonely. I decided to walk around the cememtry I remember just dropping to my knees and asking God to give me a sign that the ache in my heart would heal. When I went to get up I glanced at the head stone in front of me and it read Julian Narvaez Jr. I never knew where you were buried before that day. Right at that moment I felt that same safe feeling that little girl felt many years earlier. In 2000 my husband and I were at his mother's grave when this couple walked up to the grave next to us. We started talking and they introduced themselves and the only thing I heard was Narvaez (If I remember correctly the first name was Ross). I asked if they had heard of you and he said that was my brother. His mother-in-law had been buried there a few days earlier. Again I told my story to your brother as I had to your sister years earlier. Then in the earlier hours of March 2001 I recieved a call to get to the hospital that my brother needed us. I grabed the first jacket I saw and ran out the door. When I got there my mother informed me that my niece Deputy Angelic Garcia (Bernalillo Conty Sheriff's Department) had been killed when her patrol car hit a tree. Sitting there numb and helpless and feeling that same heartache I felt with my brothers death years early I was fumbling with a paper in my pocket so I pulled it out. It was the newspaper clipping from the dedication of the South Valley Substation in your honor. I had not worn that jacket in years. Days later at my nieces funeral it had become to much for me to bear so at the grave site I told my husband I needed to get away from all the offices and people at the service. That dark rainly day I walked right to my safe haven your grave. I now understood the pain your family went through in March 1969. The catch to this story is in all the years I have had the memory of the tallest man in the world with the biggest hand that made me safe is that Sergeant Narvaez I have never been able to place your face. Your brother told me to go to the substation and ask to see the photo that they have of your there. But for some reason I am content with the angel I made you to be. So now please I ask you watch over my son-in-law whom has decided join the law enforcement field. My fears of what can happen again overwhelm me. I know it is God's well but please Sgt. Narvaez with you an Angelic please be his Angels in blue. God Bless and keep you for you are always in my heart...
God Speed
N. Gonzales

NG

February 25, 2005

Rest easy, warrior. You are not forgotten. A hero you are, watching over those who continue to fight evil.

Deputy M. Moore
Warren County S.O. (OH)

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