I never dreamed it would be me,
My name for all eternity,
Recorded here at this hallow place,
Alas, my name, no more my face.
"In the line of duty," I hear them say:
My family now the price to pay.
My folded flag stained with their tears;
We only had those few short years.
The badge no longer on my chest,
I sleep now in eternal rest.
My sword I pass to those behind,
And pray they keep this thought in mind.
I never dreamed it would be me,
And with heavy heart and bended knee,
I ask for all here from the past:
Dear God, let my name be the last.
Sgt. George Hahn (LAPD-Ret) - Carved on the
base of the Police Officers Memorial in Sacramento,
The Final Inspection"
The policeman stood and faced his God, which must
always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining as brightly as his
"Step forward now, officer. How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek? To my
Church have you been true?"
The officer squared his shoulders and said, "No, Lord,
I guess I ain't.
'Cause those of us who carry badges can't always be a saint.
But I never took a penny that wasn't mine to keep ...
Though I worked a lot of overtime when the bills just got too steep.
And I never passed a cry for help, though at times I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God forgive me, I wept 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 here, Lord, it needn't be so grand.
I've 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 officer waited quietly for the answer of his
"Step forward now, Officer, you've borne your burdens well.
Come ride a beat on Heaven's streets.
your time in Hell."
"A Final 10-42"
Why did you have to leave so soon?
I had just talked to you earlier that
We were laughing and carrying on
had I only known.
Had I known how the afternoon was
going to end all wrong.
It hasnít been the same since youíve
I heard the call and I was on the way,
Iíll never forget finding you that day.
It ripped my heart to see you injured
I did for you what you could not do
filling your lungs with each breath,
while others did the rest.
I stayed with you till you were flown
from the scene hoping to wake and
find it all to be a dream.
It was extremely hard to face the
fact, you were gone and never coming
You were a great cop and a good
friend, but why did it all have to
So tragically taken from this world
your friends, family and wife.
You paid the ultimate price and
they all represent the supreme
You served mankind well and did
a thankless job that few would
choose to do.
Knowing what the consequences
could bring, you accepted the task
without hesitation, giving your life
for our preservation.
You were laid to rest with Honors
in such a glorious way we will never
Bugles playing, drums tapping and
bagpipes piping as the twenty-one gun
salute echoed in the air while we stood
Now I wake to another dawn
wondering why it had to go wrong.
Thoughts of you will always remain,
but things are not the same------
since you went 10-42.
On any high-risk
call, I will survive.
I have succeeded
on dangerous calls before.
I know the tactics
I know how
to make the physical moves I need.
I am skilled
with my firearms.
I can stay focused
on what I have to do.
I can take care
I have options
for controlling any problem.
can take each call step by step, without rushing.
I can breathe
deeply to control stress any time I
I can keep
any situation within limits I can handle.
I can decide
not to be afraid.
I can defeat
any threat against me.
I can use
deadly force to save my life or the life
I can survive
and keep going, no matter what, even if
I am hit.