Family, Friends & Fellow Officers Remember...

I am in a shock to know Louis is dead. He was a very good friend from long time ago. Last time I saw him was on Christmas and New Year of 1977.

I met him at Boston University when I was studying during summer course.

I would like to know if he left a family (wife and children),

He was an amazing friend.

I am very sorry

Beatriz Noriega
friend

July 23, 2011

"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
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and may not be duplicated without permission

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

February 18, 2008

Patrolman Metaxas, today marks the 18th anniversary of your tragic death due to a fall from the roof of a housing project. It goes to show that, one can never truly know how or when they will be taken from this Earth. You did an outstanding job and paid with your life. It was the outstanding job and the willingness to take those risks that made you a hero, NOT the sacrifice you made.

God Bless and may you continue to Rest in Peace, Brother.

Ptl. Jim Leahy, Jr.
Harvard University Police Dept.

August 27, 2007

Officer Metaxas,
On today, the 27th anniversary of your death, I would like to say thank you for your service and sacrifice for the citizens of the city of Boston. And to your family and loved ones, I wish to extend my deepest sympathy.

R.I.P.
Anonymous

Anonymous

August 27, 2007

Officer Metaxas did his duty always good naturedly and willing to help anyone. He was a friend, gentleman, and true inspiration to the family of police everywhere.

Sergeant Paul Joyce
Boston Police (R)

January 16, 2007

Thank you for your service sir.

Mike, Boston MA

August 27, 2006

On 06/10/05 RTG 42-05 remembered Officer Louis H. Metaxas and dedicated our training day to him.

Boston Police Academy RTG 42-05
BPD

November 21, 2005

GOD BE WITH YOU BROTHER.

J.CISNEROS
LOS ANGELES SCHOOL POLICE

August 15, 2005

Louis was possibly the nicest guy I worked around during our years on the force, he'll be forever be remembered for his great sense of humor, bravery and compassion.

Retired Sgt Dave Allen
Boston P.D.

May 22, 2005

An honor to have served alongside you, you will never be forgotten. Your bravery and memory live on. God Bless.

Police Officer Bridget Kaskeski
Boston Police Department

May 19, 2004