In every family siblings disagree. Yet in times of trouble, sorrow and grief they tend to pull together. Not every family member is always known to each other, especially in large families. There are cousins, aunts and uncles. Sometimes removed many times. You may never know them. But here in the United States and around the world is a family so large that every member can not know the other. Yet we share a common bond. Much like the military who are brought together under their banners, we are a group of people brought together by one common bond never really understood by anyone outside “The Job”. We are not cousins, distantly related but brothers and sisters who do what others need for their safety and order in a society that is very violent.

We only ask for the same respect that the common person is entitled to. A fair amount of dignity. This space is a place of remembrance for my brothers and sisters. Please feel free to leave a message to their families, brothers, sisters, mothers, fathers and children that they have left behind.Rest in Peace

 

 

 

 

Peace Officers

When the Lord was creating peace officers, he was into his sixth day of
overtime when an angel appeared and said, “You’re doing a lot of fiddling
around on this one.”

And the Lord said, “Have you read the spec on this order?

A peace officer has to be able to run five miles through alleys in the
dark, scale walls, enter homes the health inspector wouldn’t touch, and
not wrinkle his uniform.

“He has to be able to sit in an undercover car all day on a stakeout,
cover a homicide scene that night, canvass the neighborhood for witnesses,
and testify in court the next day.

“He has to be in top physical condition at all times, running on black
coffee and half-eaten meals.  And he has to have six pairs of hands.”

The angel shook her head slowly and said, “Six pairs of hands… no way.”

“It’s not the hands that are causing me problems,” said the Lord, “it’s
the three pairs of eyes an officer has to have.”

“That’s on the standard model?” asked the angel.

The Lord nodded.  One pair that sees through a bulge in a pocket before he
asks, “May I see what’s in there, sir?” (When he already knows and wishes
he’d taken that accounting job.)  ”Another pair here in the side of his
head for his partners’ safety.  And another pair of eyes here in front
that can look reassuringly at a bleeding victim and say, ‘You’ll be all
right ma’am’, when he knows it isn’t so.”

“Lord,” said the angel, touching his sleeve, “rest and work on this
tomorrow.”

“I can’t,” said the Lord, “I already have a model that can talk a 250
pound drunk into a patrol car without incident and feed a family of five
on a civil service paycheck.”

The angel circled the model of the peace officer very slowly, “Can it
think?” she asked.

“You bet,” said the Lord.  ”It can tell you the elements of a hundred
crimes; recite Miranda warnings in its sleep; detain, investigate, search,
and arrest a gang member on the street in less time than it
takes five learned judges to debate the legality of the stop… and still
it keeps its sense of humor.

This officer also has phenomenal personal control.  He can deal with crime
scenes painted in hell, coax a confession from a child abuser, comfort a
murder victim’s family, and then read in the daily paper how
law enforcement isn’t sensitive to the rights of criminal suspects.”

Finally, the angel bent over and ran her finger across the cheek of the
peace officer.  ”There’s a leak,” she pronounced.  ”I told you that you
were trying to put too much into this model.”

“That’s not a leak,” said the Lord, “it’s a tear.”

“What’s the tear for?” asked the angel.

“It’s for bottled-up emotions, for fallen comrades, for commitment to that
funny piece of cloth called the American flag, for justice.”

“You’re a genius,” said the angel.

The Lord looked somber.  ”I didn’t put it there,” he said.

Anonymous

 

 

 

If you are aware of an officer that should be added to the honor roll please contact me with as many specifics and links to articles as you can. I will do my best to include them here.

 

 

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9 Responses to “To my Fallen Brothers and Sisters”


  1. 1 sharon burcham February 17, 2011 at 21:26

    so very sorry for the loss of a fallen Marshall! Prayers are with the family always, God Bless!

  2. 2 Lori ray March 14, 2011 at 17:33

    Jay sheridan will be missed we send our condolences

  3. 3 Elaine T-Stinson December 19, 2011 at 21:24

    To Officer Ronnie E. Smith: “O death, where is thy sting? grave, where is thy victory? The sting of death is sin; and the strength of sin is the law. But thanks be to GOD, which giveth us the victory through our Lord Jesus Christ. Therefore, my beloved (fallen) brethren, be ye stedfast, unmoveable, always abounding in the work of the Lord, forasmuch as ye know that your labour is not in vain in the Lord (1st Corinthians 15:55)

  4. 4 Luis Berrocales January 2, 2012 at 07:08

    My condolences to his family and that God give them comfort in this sad moment

  5. 5 Kaye Parten January 9, 2012 at 00:16

    We give thanks to his family for his service to all us. It is very much appreciated and not said enough .
    May God bless you and ease your pain of the lost of your love one.
    We are thinking and praying for you.

  6. 6 Boyd Harper September 2, 2012 at 11:56

    My prayer all with all the families of the fallen Troopers Bailey and Workman. I also want to thank the parents for some great kids who make us proud to have police such as these here in West Virginia,

  7. 8 Stacey Deans December 15, 2012 at 14:08

    As a fellow officer in the neighboring state of Mississippi my heart goes out to the family forever and please believe you all will bounce back it will take time.

    Agent Deans

  8. 9 fred uleano April 19, 2013 at 09:25

    RIP Officer Collier…my thoughts and prayers go out to you and your family.


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