Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

To the wife of officer Distel :
So sorry to hear of this horrible tragedy .
Please remember that the Lord is the only one that can fill that empty place in the canyon of sorrow that has been left in your heart . I too , am sharing in a different kind of loss , but too , one that has been very tragic and consuming for me . As yourself , we will never totally get over the loss . We must remember that our Lord is the one constant in our lives that can never be lost . All else is temporary and changing . God's love for us is endless . Please cast your whole burden of grief on Him and let Him carry it , as I am trying to do in my loss of friendship . There will be times when you feel as if you can't live through the pain , but find comfort in knowing that He will sustain you . It's surely hard to imagine life without the pain you feel right now , but we must remember that with God ALL things are possible .
My prayer is for the Lord to lead , guide , direct and comfort you as you must endure this tragedy , not only for yourself , but for that infant child you have .
" Blessed are those who mourn , for they shall be comforted ." Matthew 5:4

Isaiah 60: 19-20

C. Kaye Hunley
Maynardville , TN

August 28, 2003

May God grant you peace Shannon, and wrap his mighty arms around you family and police family.

Deputy Brad L. Myers
Jay Co. Indiana Sheriff's Dept.

August 28, 2003

"Final Inspection"

The policeman stood and faced his God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining.
Just as brightly as his 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 his 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 got just too steep.
And I never passed a cry for help,
Though at times I shook with fear.
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tear,
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 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 judgment of his 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."


Rest in Peace, God bless you and may he watch over your family.

Ofcr Redican
L.A.P.D. 77th Street Div Patrol

August 28, 2003

8/28/03: What a shame! Drivers should pay more attention to their driving and not be so distracted by other things. My thoughts, prayers & condolences goes out to Officer Distel, his family and the California Highway Patrol. Rest in Peace, Motorman!

Immigration Officer
Department of Homeland Security

August 28, 2003

I want to extend my deepest sympathy to the family, friends and co-workers of Officer Shannon Distel. I pray that you will feel God's comforting arms around you during this terrible time. My children lost their father in the line-of-duty on July 9, 2003, so I understand the pain and shock that you are feeling right now. Always be proud of Officer Distel and the work that he did. It takes a special person to be a law enforcement officer! May God bless you all!

Debbie Mundy
Survivor of Sgt. Jerry Mundy, EOW 7-9-03

August 28, 2003

Rest in peace...

THE POLICEMAN'S LAST ROLL CALL ...

THE POLICEMAN STOOD AND FACED HIS GOD, WHICH MUST ALWAYS COME TO PASS. HE
HOPED HIS SHOES WERE SHINING, JUST AS BRIGHTLY AS HIS 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 his 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 his 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

August 28, 2003