2023 Last Ring Notifications
Gary L Veatch #2314, retired Seattle Police detective, passed away on December 10, 2023, at 84 years of age.
Gary was born in Yakima, but grew up in the Spokane area. After graduating from Lewis and Clark High School, he joined the Marine Corp. Infantry was his MOS. After serving, he entered the Marine Corps Reserves as a helicopter crew chief.
Gary then attended college while employed working on computers. He had seen an advertisement for Seattle PD and joked that Marine’s go one of two ways, as a cop or a criminal. Gary was hired on January 14, 1963, and entered academy class #46 along with Duane Hoekstra #2299, Jerry Caldwell #2270, Elmer Johnston #2310, Dick Steiner #2317, Verlin Judd #2269, Arnie McGinnis #2285, Bob Vanderway #2283, and Tom Witkowski #2318.
Gary was assigned to the East Precinct. After working patrol, he wanted a change, so he transferred to the Special Patrol Squad (Pre-TAC Squad, SPU/ERT, and now SWAT) in 1969. One night, while he was on duty with his partner Gary Morrell #2634, they stumbled upon a group of about 50 people fighting and causing chaos. The Palace Coin & Loan Shop located on 1st Avenue was also being looted. Gary managed to capture one of the looters, while Morrell caught another. However, the crowd became even more violent and snatched Gary's prisoner from him. Meanwhile, Morrell's prisoner managed to escape in the ensuing chaos. Thankfully, both suspects were later recaptured and charged, and another suspect was arrested for interfering with the police.
In 1970, three individuals went on a 15-minute robbery spree. The trio consisted of two 20-year-olds and a 15-year-old. They began by robbing Ed's Tavern on Eastlake Ave East, where they also shot the bartender. They then proceeded to rob a pedestrian near 9th Avenue and Pike, and finally, they robbed the Union 76 Station on Westlake and Mercer. Gary, JJ Hill #2143, and John Garner #2753 recognized the suspects' car driving past. It was later discovered that the three had also robbed the Pacific Sands Motel manager and the Empire Motel in South Seattle.
Gary was promoted to detective on May 17, 1976. He returned to Patrol in West Precinct on February 1, 1977, and partnered up with Carl O’Leary #3151, under Sgt. Jim Williams #2394. Gary returned to Detectives on December 3, 1979, and was assigned to the Checks and Forgery squad.
Gary was then assigned to the Felony Warrants Unit then worked with Shaun O’Kinsella #2076 and Jerry Jorve #2197. During this time, a federal task force apprehension team was created, and Gary went on loan to the FBI. During this time, he also became a patch collector, accumulating over 100 law enforcement patches.
Gary had a good sense of humor. While on the FBI task force one of the new agents had partnered up with Gary, the agent asked what a particular button did in the car. Gary advised him to never, ever, touch that button. Over time, the agent just couldn’t stand it any longer and curiosity got the best of him, and he pushed the button. The trunk popped open and unfortunately for the agent, it was a windy day and paperwork took off flying out of the trunk!
In the 1990’s Gary co-created the Greater Seattle Police Pipe Band. It existed for a few years and consisted of officers from Seattle PD, Bellevue PD, and King County Sheriff’s. Gary was a very proud Scotsman.
After 32 years of service, Gary retired on January 18, 1995. By 2001,
Gary moved home to Spokane. In retirement, he loved hiking, and you could either find him on a local trail, hiking Mt. Spokane, or Nine Mile Falls. He also enjoyed painting, working crossword puzzles, reading about the Civil War and WWII and he especially enjoyed random trivia.
Many shared how Gary was a friend to many, a man with a big heart and an all-around dependable solid officer and detective.
Gary is survived by his daughters Cindy and Kirsten; son Ian; eight grandchildren and four great grandchildren.
Written by Stephanie Coleman
Police Pension
Stephanie.Coleman@seatlte.gov
Floyd Walker #3239, retired Seattle Police patrol sergeant, passed away on Sunday, December 10th, 2023, at 81 years of age.
Floyd was born in Ridgefield, Washington. After his mother passed away, his father moved them to the Eugene and Pleasant Hill area in Oregon. In high school, Floyd enjoyed playing basketball, and in 1960, he joined the Navy. His MOS was Sonar. While serving in the Navy, Floyd took an intelligence test and scored in the top two percent of the general population. As a result, he was contacted by the Mensa Foundation and asked to join. Floyd was stationed in Guam during his time in the Navy. After serving for three years, he was discharged into the Reserves and moved to Centralia, where he began working at Lincoln Door Company.
After earning his GED, Floyd wanted to further his education, so he enrolled at Washington State University to study in the Police Science Program. Floyd applied for the US Secret Service, but their policy states that employees are prohibited from having visible tattoos. When Seattle hired him on June 2, 1969, Floyd was three credits shy of graduation. He was assigned to Academy Class #61, along with Dick Hybak #3204, Ed Fjerstad #3185, Ed Joiner #3214, Dale Harper #3213, Terry Augerson #3246, Mark Sigfrinius #2832, Jim Cvar #2686, Barry Schlect #3061, Dan Stokke #3240, Dennis DeLorm #3207, and John Gergich #3203, to name a few.
After the academy, Floyd was assigned to the North Precinct, 3rd Watch. One night, Floyd and his partner, Joe Parks #3318, were dispatched to a call regarding a man chasing his mother around her house with a butcher knife. Upon their arrival, the mother was in the front yard, and her suspect son was walking around the house with a knife. Floyd went to the back kitchen door, and Joe stayed in front, waiting for backup. Floyd saw the suspect eating Drano from the can and washing it in the kitchen sink. The suspect collapsed; he was foaming at the mouth. Floyd and Joe didn't think an aid car could arrive fast enough, so they put the suspect in the back seat with Floyd and sped to HMC. During the drive, the suspect collapses and falls onto Floyd's lap. Floyd didn't know what to do…and Joe suggested that he not give him mouth-to-mouth and try to resuscitate him. They made it to HMC with the suspect, who survived the incident, and the major esophageal surgery.
Once again, Floyd and Joe were assigned as a Nora car. Joe was driving and spotted a vehicle speeding northbound on Aurora and 70th. They pulled it over, and the driver jumped out and ran back to the car, yelling, "My wife is in labor in the back seat." After getting her into the back seat, Joe drove to Northwest Hospital with Floyd again in the back seat; the woman's water broke, soaking the seat and Floyd's uniform pants. Floyd yells, 'Oh sh**,' what do I do? Joe again advised that he not give her mouth-to-mouth. Upon arriving at the Northwest ER, the doctor and nurse came out with a gurney to assist the woman, once she was on the gurney, the baby was born, right there and then. This was another successful life-saving operation for Floyd, with Joe modestly admitting he was just the driver.
On September 3, 1971, Floyd and Bob Gebo #3487 were instructed by the SPD Helicopter Crew to go to the intersection of Lake City Way NE and NE 80th Street. They were informed that an armed robbery suspect had just fled in the only car leaving Franks Serv-U Market located at 4200 Aurora Ave. The suspect had stolen $145 and refused to stop. While trying to escape, the suspect crashed into a gas pump and then lost control of the car, hitting a utility pole. The suspect got out of the car and fled the scene. Floyd chased the suspect towards the south end of the 2600 block of 75th Street, and the suspect aimed a pistol at Floyd. In response, Floyd fired his shotgun, hitting the suspect under his right arm. The police officers found the stolen money along with a pistol in the suspect's pockets.
Pension records do not reflect assignments; however, it is known that between 1973 and 1978, Floyd was assigned to Narcotics as a detective and then in an undercover capacity. After five years, Floyd was assigned to Internal Investigations for a year and a half, and then he was promoted to Sergeant on August 3, 1978.
Floyd was promoted to Sergeant Detective on December 1, 1980, and assigned to 2nd Watch at West Precinct, where Dan Oliver #3127 was also assigned. Floyd knew his district well; you could find him patrolling the Seattle Center. On September 13, 1989, Floyd was promoted to Patrol Sergeant, and by 1990, he was assigned to the Seattle Center, working along with Lee DeShaw #2532, Ted Gormley #2100, and Mark Bailey #2182.
After serving the city for 22 years, Floyd retired on September 1, 1991. Following his retirement, he started his own business as a contractor for landscaping materials. Floyd used his 5-yard dump truck, tractor, and trailer to deliver small loads of landscaping materials. He built rock walls, retaining walls, and roto-tilled yards, creating many beautiful landscaped yards.
During his leisure time, Floyd enjoyed going on family camping trips in Twisp, panning for gold, riding motorcycles, or deer hunting with his friend, Dick LeMoine #3453. Floyd had a passion for woodworking and turned wood into beautiful art pieces. He built and remodeled two homes in his lifetime.
Floyd is survived by his wife of 44 years, Marji; his sons Luke, Seth, and Adam; his daughter Debbie and numerous grandchildren.
Written by: Stephanie Coleman
Police Pension Office
Stephanie.coleman@seattle.gov
Chris “Chris” Christensen #2142, retired Seattle police lieutenant, passed away on Sunday, November 5, 2023, at 84 years of age.
Born in Grand Forks, North Dakota, Chris graduated from East Bremerton High School in 1958; he was voted as having the best sense of humor.
After graduating, Chris enlisted in the Army. His MOS was Armor, and he served from 1958 to 1961 until he entered the Army Reserves. When he returned home, he applied for a cadet position and was hired on September 12, 1961. However, he didn't quite meet the minimum typing test requirement, and so he was dismissed in March 1962. Not one to give up, Chris re-tested and reapplied. On November 5, 1962, he was re-hired and entered Academy Class #46 alongside Duane Hoekstra #2299, Bob Vanderway #2283, Elmer Johnston #2310, Dick Steiner #2317, Gary Veatch #2314, Arnie McGinnis #2285, and Tom Witkowski #2318.
In this academy class of 35, seven of the graduates were the largest group of former police cadets since the cadet program began in November 1959. Among the seven cadets, they had 167 months of experience. The cadets were Gerald Adams #2010, David Dalrymple #2012, Gerald Carlin #2011, Larry Hart #2047, Earl Thomas #2093, Robert Gordon #2206, and Chris. Cadets rotated through the department and learned things that regular department members had yet to have the opportunity to, such as working complaints, accidents, records, jail, property room, ID bureau, detective division, and patrol precincts.
As a new patrol officer, Chris was partnered with Joe Tolliver #1901. They were dispatched to a domestic violence call. Chris was ready to rush right in, but his Joe stopped him and said, "Son, this is the approach you need to take on these calls. You knock on the door, call out who you are and why you are there, then when the "dude" comes to the door, your response should be something like "I understand your woman is giving you some problems?". Say whatever sympathy statements to get him to step out of the house so you have control of the situation.
Chris was promoted to the rank of Investigator on March 1, 1965, and was assigned to Traffic Investigations. Later, on January 21, 1970, he was promoted to the rank of Detective. Subsequently, on September 19, 1970, Chris was promoted to Sergeant, and he was assigned to the West Precinct. Historically, it's worth mentioning that this promotion coincided with the expansion of the department's supervision cadre size. This expansion was a result of the IACP Study, which was initiated in response to the grand jury investigation.
On February 14, 1975, a transient had walked into a store carrying a rifle, he had been staying nearby at the Strand Hotel. The man was known to carry the rifle and was acting out, threatening to “kill every cop in sight”. Mike Chamness #3425, and Dale Halverson #2443, arrived on the scene and the suspect immediately started shooting. As the hour-long gunfight continued, Larry Farrar #2360, grabbed an ax and put a hole in the door. Once the hole was made, Chris fired once with a .12-gauge shotgun, and Howard Roach #2744 fired once with a .38 pistol. The shooting was justified by inquest.
In March 1977, Chris oversaw the implementation of the Seattle City Council's short-term Bicycle Registration Law. As part of the program, Seattle residents had to pay a one-time $2 registration fee for their bikes and receive a sticker to be affixed to their bike frame. The collected fees were intended to be used for children's bicycle education. After this program was completed, Chris returned to West Patrol.
Chris was promoted to Lieutenant on April 3, 1978. However, since the office did not maintain assignment history, information from family and friends is relied upon. They say that Chris had assignments in Juvenile, Community Relations, Intelligence, and the Training Unit.
After serving for 20 years, Chris retired on February 8, 1983, to become the Bremerton Police Chief. He retired from policing in 1985.
In 1987, Chris retired as a Colonel from the Reserves, serving as the Deputy Commander of Infantry at Ft Lewis, after serving for 26 years.
Chris then held many roles, including private investigator, Real Estate, and Insurance Broker, Special Investigator for the Washington State Department of Social and Human Services, Special Investigator for the New Mexico Aging and Long-Term Services Department, and Owner/Founder of Cornerstone Guardian and Conservator Services.
Chris moved to San Antonio, Texas in 2014 where he continued his joy of cooking, researching recipes, and entertaining friends and family.
Chris is survived by his wife of 33 years, Ann, his sons Craig, and Doug, and two grandchildren. Chris was predeceased by his son Jeff.
Garry Arnold #2929, retired Seattle Police Patrol Officer, passed away on October 27, 2023, at 79 years of age.
Garry was born in Lapeer, Michigan. He was the youngest of three boys. In high school, Garry enjoyed baseball and basketball; in his senior year, he was the MVP of the basketball team. After graduating high school, Garry enlisted in the US Air Force. His MOS was fighter jet Crew Chief. He met his wife Linda while stationed near Minot, North Dakota. After his four-year tour, Garry moved back to Seattle and started working for Boeing, which he did not enjoy working on a line.
Gary had always said the idea of serving his community appealed to him and the security of the job, so he applied and was hired on June 25, 1968, alongside Mike Petras #2903, Vern McRae #2978, Pat Powers #2951, Dale Eggers #2971, Ross Carmen #2976, Danny Barrett #2948, Ty Kane #2977, Mike Hargraves #2974, Gene Hunt #2592, Ken Jakobsen #2963, and Rick Sprinkle #2874 to name a few.
On February 20, 1971, Garry and Ken Jakobson responded to back up Glenn Rouse #2418 and Dale Markus #3396, who had pulled over an expensive sports car. They heard knocking from the trunk as they questioned the 19-year-old driver and the 24-year-old passenger. When Garry opened the trunk, a man popped up like a jack in the box, saying, "I knocked a long time to get out!" The man had been robbed of his pants and $7 and shoved in the trunk.
On August 27, 1978, Garry and Larry Harvey #3189 were dispatched to a prowler call. Upon arriving, the officers happened to find 100 or so illegal, three-foot-tall marijuana plants in the backyard of a neighbor's home. When asked about the plants, they were told it was "just an experiment" as he had thrown out some seeds to see if they would grow, and they did!
Although the records only reflect some of Garry's assignments, Garry was assigned to the North Precinct in approximately 1980. By 1990, he needed a more stable schedule to care for his wife. The desk clerk, Bill Meek #1981, was retiring, giving Garry a five-and-two assignment rather than the old six-and-two with rotating days off the schedule. On July 7, 1990, Garry was appointed the North Precinct's first watch clerk.
On July 5, 2000, Garry retired after 32 years of service. After retirement, Garry became a greenskeeper at Ballinger Lake Golf Course, putting his love of golf and gardening to use until he officially retired in 2010.
Garry loved his family dearly; he coached his kids' and grandchildren's sports teams and multiple other teams over the years. He was very athletic, and you often found him playing on one of many teams he enjoyed, including softball, baseball, soccer, basketball, hockey, golf, or pickleball.
In 2010, Garry was recognized by the City of Edmonds for his assistance when he observed three males breaking into a neighbor's home in the early morning hours of New Year's Day. One vehicle was backed into the neighbor's garage, and another suspicious vehicle was nearby. Garry's detailed descriptions and vehicle license plate numbers resulted in thousands of dollars of returned property to their rightful owners and the solving of numerous burglary crimes.
Garry wrote the following message on the day he passed: "It is time for me to say goodbye to all my loved ones and friends; I'm going on a long trip to see a wonderful world that is waiting for me. My love will always be with you."
Garry is preceded in death by his first wife, Linda. He is survived by his wife Aracely, son Steve, daughter Christi, and grandchildren Rane and Jillian.
Written by Stephanie Coleman
Police Pension Office
Stephanie.coleman@seatlte.gov
William "Wild Bill" Robertson #4688, retired Seattle Police Sergeant, passed away on Tuesday, October 17, 2023, at seventy-five years of age.
Bill was born in St. Louis, Missouri. He attended St. Mary's High School and later enrolled at St. Louis University. He was a member of the Arnold Air Society, which is a professional honorary service organization for officer candidates in the Air Force Reserve Training Corps and the US Air Force Academy. In 1970, Bill enlisted in the Air Force and attended Navigator School at Mather Air Force Base in California. While he was there, he also completed the Electronic Warfare School, which prepared him for his first assignment as a Table Navigator in Vietnam. During his time in Vietnam, he served on the AC-119 and later the B52. Bill was also an ADSAC Military Police Officer. His last post was with the 81st Tactical Fighter Squadron, where he served on the F4. Bill left active duty in 1982 and went straight into the Reserves.
Bill's decision to enter law enforcement came naturally to him, given that his father was a Sergeant in the St. Louis Police Department and he himself had extensive experience as an MP. On November 1, 1982, Bill was hired, joining Academy Class #153. In his class were fellow recruits Dave Heitzman #4685, Dan Bean #4684, Liz Allen #4686, and Bill Howe #4687.
There are no specific dates available for the assignments Bill held. However, it is confirmed that he was assigned to the North Precinct for a few years after his graduation. Later, around 1986, Bill began working at the South Precinct. On their first day patrolling together, John Gardenhire #4997 and Bill were assigned to patrol West Seattle. This was a time when the South Precinct was responsible for policing West Seattle. Bill didn’t speak to John until they were near Highpoint Cemetery, and Bill said to pull over; could you do me a favor? Bill quite firmly says If I ever get shot, do not hold my hand, my head, do not check on me or dote over me, you go after that suspect! John told Bill he intended to go home to his family every night.
Around dusk on March 8, 1994, dispatch broadcast an armed takeover robbery at the Sears Service Center. Two suspects fled in a light older blue GMC Pickup with a white canopy. The district car 2S1, Nick Bauer, found himself stopped right behind a similar truck waiting on S Lucille St for a long train to pass through. When the suspects saw Nick, they made a U-turn, and Nick decided to follow them and initiate a stop. This was at the end of the second watch shift; most units were at or near the precinct.
Bill and John heard Nick’s traffic stop and knew he would likely need backup. They got in the car and raced to S Lucille to back Nick up. As soon as Bill and John arrived near the stop, the suspects took off, and a chase ensued south to Skyway, then doubling back to South Seattle. By this time, it was dark, and units were called off the pursuit, which meant that units were scattered, and the suspects were temporarily lost. Bill and John found the suspect again, but they got ahead of Bill and John and set up an ambush near 42nd and Ferdinand St. One suspect got a round-off, which hit the window, and the glass cut Bill’s head, causing him to fall towards John. Convinced that his partner was shot, John grabbed the shotgun and went after the suspects along with Al Thompson #4455, who had student officer Joe Pioli #5943 with him.
Nick arrives right after and sees Bill bleeding with what appears to be shrapnel marks on his face; Bill tells Nick that he’s ok and to “Go get them!” By this time, Al Thompson #4455 and John are in a running gunfight with the suspects that ended about a block north and ½ block east. John caught up to Al, who was exchanging gunfire with the suspects and joined in with his shotgun. John could see Al running but only through the muzzle flashes. One of the suspects went for a rifle case that he had dropped, and John shot him. This incredibly fast-moving gunfight ended with someone yelling, “Both suspects are down.” John later said that he thought it was “the man upstairs” himself letting him know, but it turned out to be Joe Pioli who made it to an observation spot where he could see both suspects from a distance. John was relieved to see Bill running towards him. In the end, all officers were ok, and both suspects were shot and alive. Both were convicted.
Bill rode bikes in the West Precinct before becoming Sergeant on September 4, 2001. In April 2002, Lt. Eric Sano #4824, had multiple vacation request forms on his desk. Eric discovered that Bill had approved everyone's request for Mother's Day off. Eric told Bill that only two or three officers could take the day off, and the rest of the watch would have to work. With a smile on his face, Bill handed Eric back the stack and asked, “Can you be the bad guy this time.”
Bill retired after 33 years of service on June 1, 2015. Additionally, after 26 years he retired from the Reserves as a Lt. Colonel.
Despite retiring, he kept himself busy by working in traffic control around construction sites. When he moved to Hawaii, he started working as a security personnel at the University of Hawaii. Later on, he joined the Airport Police at Honolulu International Airport.
Bill was a remarkable man whose honesty, kindness, and sense of humor made a lasting impression on those around him. He treated everyone with respect and consideration, and his infectious laughter brought joy to many.
Bill is preceded in death by his son Earl. Bill is survived by his wife of 51 years, Gretchen; his sons Johnathan and Will, and his daughter Amy as well as 15 grandchildren, four great grandchildren and his sister Patrice.
Written by Stephanie Coleman
Police Pension Office
Stephanie.Coleman@seattle.gov
George Bechtel #3421, retired Seattle Police officer, passed away on October 6, 2023, at 81 years of age.
George was born and raised in Bremerton. From a young age, he actively participated in various organizations such as DeMolay, Mason's, Washington Council of Skin Diving, Knights Templar, and was also a Scuba instructor. After graduating from Lincoln High School, he met his future wife, Barbara Olmsted. George then enrolled at the University of Washington, where he earned his degree in Sociology.
George was an active member of the Arnold Air Society, a professional organization that is open to officer candidates in the Air Force Reserve Training Corps and at the US Air Force Academy.
He married and entered the Air Force as a Special Operations Fighter Pilot where he flew F105 missions, serving in numerous countries.
George was hired on June 29, 1970, and entered Academy class #65 alongside Lee Libby #3437, CJ Zentner #3435, Randy Tibbs #3471, Sid Zielke #3439, Moses Gallow #3206, Drew Dowd #3447, Ron Steimel #3428, Mike Chamness #3425, Julian Burchfield #3454, and Felix Solis #3440, to name a few.
During a time of civil unrest in Seattle, multiple groups were protesting daily at the UW campus. While working in plain clothes, George tripped over a concrete barrier and tore his Achilles tendon. Some of the protestors mistook him for one of their own and confided in him. After George explained to the Sergeant what had happened, he was assigned to a special undercover intelligence mission. For approximately a year, he gathered information from these groups while working alongside Sergeants Joe Cordas #1878 and Archie Porter #1359 and Lieutenant Pat Murphy #1653.
In 1971, George was assigned to work in the North Precinct. However, while he was off duty, he had a severe motorcycle accident and broke his femur. This injury had a significant impact on his life, and it took him a long and difficult time to recover. After his recovery and return to work in February 1972, George started to work alongside George Ishii in the Crime Lab. It was here that George discovered his passion for photography and started to develop his skills in this area.
Unfortunately, George’s injury was a permanent one and after three years of service, George retired on September 6, 1973.
George continued to pursue his passion for photography and became an expert in natural woodworking and garden preservation. Later, he and his wife relocated to Alaska, where they had the opportunity to engage in various activities and observe wildlife. For a while, they even worked as teachers in Nordic Alaska, which is located just above the Arctic Circle. Each day was filled with new and exciting experiences. Moreover, George received recognition from the elders and was accepted into the Lynx Clan.
George is survived by his wife of 63 years, Barbara, and two daughters.
Written by: Stephanie Coleman
Police Pension
Jay Nicholson #2770, retired Seattle Police Detective, passed away on October 2, 2023, at seventy-five years of age.
Jay was born in Spokane, Washington. Growing up, Jay was active in many sports, including football, basketball, and baseball. During high school, his family moved to Mercer Island. After graduating from Mercer Island High, Jay enrolled at Central Washington University in Ellensburg.
His brother, JD Nicholson #2622, was already in the department and encouraged Jay to apply. On September 18, 1967, Jay was hired into the Cadet Program and assigned to the Burglary Unit alongside new Detective Jim Geiser #2790; as Jim describes it, they were two newbies learning detective work together.
On January 2, 1970, Jay entered Academy Class #62 alongside Joe Parks #3318, Steve Knechtel #3296, Dan Beste #3295, Bob Little #3300, Fred Hill #3299, Gary Kolsky #3304, Brent Wingstrand #3317, Dick Chapman #3542, Gordy VanRooy #3065, Harry James #3050, and Ken Zarko #3312.
Assignment history is sparse, but Jay spent 11 years in Patrol, working in North, East, and West Precincts. In the early 1970's, officers could park in the PSB. Every night, Jay parked in a different space and would forget where his car was parked. So, trusting another officer, he gave him a spare key. Many nights, Jay would get off work and start his search for the car, which was now moved with many pranksters nearby to watch Jay search for his car. Jay could take a joke and dish it out, too.
While working full-time, Jay attended North Seattle Community College and earned his Criminal Justice Degree.
On September 22, 1980, Jay was promoted to Detective and was assigned to East Juvenile, working alongside Phil Gaylord #2722 and Joe Parks #3318. Between 1980 and 1987, Jay worked in the 911 center, dispatching. He really enjoyed his time in Radio. In early 1987, Jay was assigned to the Narcotics Unit. Jay and Gary Greenbaum #2668 were partnered up, and early in this assignment, Jay received an anonymous tip about three individuals in West Seattle who were selling cocaine. This tip led Jay and Gary to Seattle's most significant single drug seizure of its time. It resulted in nearly $1.1 million worth of cocaine, a rifle, a handgun, two cars, and cash. All three suspects were charged in federal court on November 19, 1987.
In 1992, Jay was assigned to the Robbery unit. One night, he was working the night shift when Cloyd Steiger #4313 stopped and asked him what he was typing up so intently. Jay responded by pointing to an empty desk of another detective and said that he was "…rewriting his reports." This other detective, who passed away years ago, wrote such bad reports that Jay felt terrible, and he would rewrite all of the other detective's reports as well as write his own. Jay was that kind of person.
One day, Glenn Rouse #2418 stopped and picked up a box of KFC Chicken. Glenn had to attend to something prior to eating and left the box on the desk. Jay came over and pulled off the best parts of KFC, the skin. Glenn opened the box of chicken, with many eyes looking at him, and after a quick moment with some roars of laughter, Glenn handed out chicken legs to everyone.
After 30 years of service, Jay retired on June 25, 1998. He was offered a civilian job in radio, working as a 911 dispatcher. However, a background is to be done. When the background investigator, Jim Geiser, asked Sgt Ron Murray #4729 about the depth of the investigation, Ron wrote, "See personnel file," and Jay spent the next ten years as a radio dispatcher. In 2008, Jay decided it was time to officially retire after 40 years of service.
Jay was a people person and never met a stranger he didn’t like. He loved his bulldog Bumper, and enjoyed many activities including spending time with his grandchildren, bowling, golfing, his annual fishing trip to Ross Lake, and visiting with his childhood friends in Spokane or enjoying trips to the family cabin in Idaho. On one of his trips to Spokane, Jim Geiser joined Jay. The Spokane Police had long been inviting outside agencies to stop by their clubhouse whenever they were nearby. The club sold pull tabs, which helped to keep it going. Jay paid a dollar, pulled the tab, and won $250. The young waitress came by to check on the visitors, and Jay asked her if she had any kids. She had two. Jay handed her the ticket and said here, this is for you and the kids.
Jay is survived by his wife of 53 years, Sharon, his daughter Lisa, and grandchildren Aimee and Anders.
Rick Heintz #4219, retired Seattle police patrol officer, passed away Thursday, September 28, 2023, at 71 years of age.
Rick was born in Spokane. His dad was in the military, so he grew up in many cities. Eventually, the family ended up in Seattle. Rick attended Glacier High School where he lettered in wrestling. Glacier High later became the police academy.
After graduating from high school in 1972, Rick joined the Army and became a Military Police officer. While stationed in North Dakota, he met and married his wife, Pam. Later, Rick served as the MP Desk Sergeant at Fort Gordon, now Fort Eisenhower. He was in the military for a total of 17 years, spending four years in the Army and the rest in the Army Reserves. During his time in the reserves, he served alongside Dick Belshay #4167 and John Lewitt #5278.
Rick was hired on May 21, 1979, and joined Academy Class #111 along with Merv Henderson #4221, Terresa Duffy #4217, and David Ku #4220. Upon graduation, Rick was assigned to the South Precinct, where he served alongside his squad mates Don Smith #4258, Tim Moellendorf #4980, Ron Mochizuki #4281, Bob Robbin #4351, and Ron Smith #4368. During his time there, he earned the nickname "Horn" from his colleagues.
Rick was a music enthusiast with a special place in his heart for the "oldies" from the '50s and '60s. If you were looking for him, chances are you would find him at Granny's, the Blue Max, or performing with the Armed Robbery Band alongside Gene McNaughton #4430 at local festivals and street fairs. During a Drill Team Talent Show, Rick once sang "Mister Custer" and brought the house down with his comedic talent, receiving a standing ovation. Tami McClincy #4905, an off-duty Metro partner, could not help but notice Rick's air drumming skills in a marked patrol car and regards him as the best air drummer ever.
In the 1980s, patrol cars had no AM/FM radios. Officers would bring their transistor radios and tie them to the spotlight handle by the wrist cord. Thus ensued many rounds of "Name that Tune." Rick was especially good at this game; however, as soon as you heard him say, "Don't insult my intelligence," you knew he was buying himself a few more seconds to come up with the answer!
Rick was a master at handling demanding situations. One night, Dean Shirey #5585 chased a combative suspect on foot, and Rick arrived as backup. Despite the suspect's combative behavior, Rick calmed him down and convinced him to walk into the holding cell. Later, when the suspect became combative again, Rick confidently approached him with a big grin and assured him that he was there to ensure his safety. After a while, the suspect relented and requested Rick to stay longer if he could. Rick's unwavering confidence and ability in de-escalation made him an invaluable asset to any call he was involved in.
Rick was a dependable and consistent person. He was loyal to his core. He passionately cared about everyone around him and was highly likable. Rick was known for his infectious smile and never spoke ill of anyone. It was said that he had a heart of gold. These are just some of the ways that people described Rick.
Rick was well known as 2-S-10, the prisoner van driver. Sometime around 2003, he went to the SW Precinct to finish his career. On May 31, 2016, Rick retired after 37 years of service.
Rick is survived by his daughter Valerie, his grandkids Hannah and Christian, and three great-grandkids Faith, Brayden, and Owen. And his sisters, Marla and Lori, his brother Phillip, and his special baby, Shitake his dog.
Written by Stephanie Coleman
Police Pension Office
Stephanie.Coleman@seattle.gov.
Jan Paul “JP” Krachunis #2538, retired Seattle Police Patrol Officer, passed away on September 21, 2023, at 87 years of age.
JP was born in Illinois, but at an early age, his family moved to Seattle. In High School, JP joined the wrestling team. As a tall and skinny youth, he wanted to gain muscle. Ironically, this was the start of a long career in many ways. After graduating from Roosevelt High School, JP enlisted in the Navy. His MOS was Personnel Clerk. After serving four years, he joined the reserves for another four years and simultaneously came home to Seattle, where he went to college on the GI Bill.
JP never gave up wrestling; however, by the mid-60s, he was training amongst professional wrestlers. By 1963, he became a pro wrestler. His moniker was “The Fabulous Jan Paul”.
He had a young family, he had worked at Boeing and like so many, had seen the recruitment poster for Seattle PD. So, he took the test and was hired on January 31, 1966. JP was assigned to Academy Class #50 along with Gene Birkeland #2539, Ken Davis #2547, Vic Ensz #2537, Rudy Sutlovich #2544, Jerry Taylor #2533, Phil Forsell #2323, and Glenn Gilbert #2511.
After graduating from the academy, JP was assigned to the North Precinct, where he primarily worked in the Roosevelt area. On April 5, 1968, JP resigned and became a defensive lineman of the pro football team, the Seattle Rangers, A Continental Football League. He was still wrestling until 1970 when he became a referee until 1975.
On March 22, 1971, SPD re-hired JP as a Custody Officer in the jail. He returned to Patrol on June 25, 1971, where he earned the nickname “Captain Crunch” from weightlifting and bench-pressing weights.
JP’s work assignments are not individually listed; however, he was promoted to Detective on July 23, 1975. On February 1, 1977, JP returned to Patrol and was assigned to the West Precinct. One night, he and Dick Zuray #2940 responded when PEO Patty Gilbert #3773 on viewed a man opening parking meters with a key. JP and Dick tracked down the suspect, a former boxer, and went to his house to arrest him. Upon opening the door and seeing the police, the suspect got into a fighting stance, but he was no match for JP, a 245-pound wrestler with 19” biceps. The suspect was arrested.
After 14 years, JP retired on January 27, 1981, due to injuries received while on duty. In retirement, JP continued weightlifting. In June 1992, he broke the world record for bench pressing in the 56-59 years old. He lifted the record by 28 pounds in one clean move, from 330 to 358 pounds.
In retirement, JP and his wife would travel to various meets, and JP continued to train and help others throughout his life.
JP is survived by his wife of 13 years, Mattie; his sons Marcus and Matthew; daughters Lesa and Karole; and two grandchildren.
Written by: Stephanie Coleman
Police Pension
Stephanie.Coleman@seattle.gov
Charles S. Harris #2459, retired Seattle Police Detective, passed away on Friday, September 8, 2023, at eighty-five years of age.
Chuck was born and raised in Ballard. After graduating from Ballard High in 1956, Chuck earned his AA Degree at Green River Community College and entered the UW pre-law. By 1960, the Army was calling to Chuck; he attended Basic in Fort Bragg, Georgia, and his MOS, Military Police. Chuck enlisted for three years in the reserves and was stationed in Georgia until he was discharged on January 27, 1963.
Once he was out of the military, Chuck went to work for Boeing. Boeing was laying off workers, and Chuck applied to Bellevue and Seattle Police Departments. Chuck enjoyed being an MP, and law enforcement was in his blood. His Dad, Charles A. Harris #438, was a beat cop in Chinatown.
How it all came about is unknown, but Bellevue hired Chuck in June 1964. He worked there until Seattle hired him on January 27, 1965, when Chuck entered into Academy Class #54, which included Dennis Hanks #2764, Wally Gripp #2760, Hal Kulgren #2763, Larry Franklin #2735, Larry Stewart #2420, Jim Geiser #2790, Donn Mills #2728, to name a few.
There are few records about Chuck's time in the department; however, between 1969 and 1970, Chuck was assigned to the Special Squad, later called the TAC Squad, then ERT, and now SWAT. He and Ken Fulk #2338 partnered up at that time, the Special Squad had 22 people assigned to it and was initially formed to recognize and respond to emerging crime patterns.
On June 14, 1972, Chuck was promoted to Detective and assigned to the Narcotics Unit. During his career, Chuck was also a member of the Police Drill Team. Chuck had run into some health problems, and after 17 years of service, on September 15, 1982, Chuck retired.
Not one to be fully retired, Chuck spent the next few years working in Dispatch as a 911 call-taker.
After fully retiring, Chuck lived in Hoodsport, Washington, and he and his wife would drive around the US, snow-birding in their RV. By 2000, they settled in one location and moved full-time to Yuma.
Chuck enjoyed many activities, including being a member of the Shriners and driving the tiny car in parades. Chuck was a Moose Lodge, Elks, and Eagles Club member who volunteered many hours in the communities he resided in.
Written by: Stephanie Coleman
Police Pension Office
Stephanie.Coleman@seattle.gov
James Dunn #2675, Retired Seattle Police Officer Patrol, passed away Friday, September 1, 2023, at 81 years of age.
Jim was born in Yakima, although he grew up all over the US, including Georgia, California, Alaska, and Everett, as his dad was in the military. By the time Jim was 14 years old, he was living with his grandmother in Everett. Jim attended Everett High School and cared for his aging grandmother while working at two local cafés, and the local skating rink. 
Jim had been an extraordinary skater. He could efficiently perform a triple axel while dancing and spinning around the floor. When Jim was 17, he enlisted in the US Navy Cadet Program. When he turned 18, he enlisted in the Navy and was stationed on the USS Ranger as a Flight Deck Firefighter. Once Jim served his tour, he signed up for the Naval Reserves.
Out of active duty, Jim went to work for Boeing. He ran the mail room, and in his downtime, he studied for various college classes he was taking. During this time, Jim earned his pilot’s license and would fly single-engine airplanes primarily out of the Snohomish Airport. During tough economic times in the Seattle area, Jim knew that Boeing would be laying off workers, so when he saw an SPD recruiting poster, he applied.
Jim was hired on February 7, 1967, and was assigned to the Georgetown Precinct. He worked there for about eight months before entering Academy Class #53. Some of his classmates included Dave Malinowski #2400, Jack Vale #2717, Dave Hortin #2448, Gary Greenbaum #2668, Francis Riley #2393, Joe Nicholas #2683, Boyd Brenton #2705, Mike Tando #2702, Barry Fletcher #2681, Dan Melton #2711.
In the early 1970’s Jim was in a prowl car on Capitol Hill during the riots one night, when a Molotov cocktail was thrown at it, landing inside, and catching the interior on fire. Jim escaped without injury.
On July 26, 1972, Jim was assigned as a Radio Dispatcher. Around 1973 or 1974, Jim was assigned to the South Precinct, 2nd Watch. His squad included Sergeant Geoff Getchmann #3322 and Lieutenant Frank Ottersbach #835 along with Ron Mochizuki #4281, Mike Nolan #4903, Charlie Villagracia #4431, Sim Tamayo #4271, and this is where another squad mate Jules Werner #3276, penned the nickname “stick man” for both Jim’s tall and thin stature, and that you could often find Jim with a pool stick in his hands at the South Precinct’s pool table.
Jim usually patrolled Alki and was affectionally called the “Mayor of Alki.” In May 1979, Jim had to retire due to a separated retina. Less than a year later, Jim returned to work and continued patrolling the Alki area, where street racing and spring and summer parties were becoming more of a problem for the residents. In a news article at the time, Jim was quoted as saying, “90% of these kids are great kids; they’re just out having fun.” More eye problems plagued Jim and he became concerned about the citizens to protect and officer safety so on May 24, 1985, after 18 years of service, Jim retired. He was very proud that he never had to use deadly force.
Jim was not ready to fully retire so he went to work for the National Highway Transportation Safety Administration (NHTSA) as an investigator. He investigated traffic accidents and fatalities. The data was used in a nationwide study regarding seatbelt safety. During this time period, US manufactured vehicles typically had a two-point seatbelt system, a lap belt, a shoulder belt, and two separate locking systems. Many people would secure themselves with only the lap belt rather than both. The data that Jim and other investigators gathered was an integral part of the NTSB’s (National Transportation Safety Board) federal recommendations for all vehicles manufactured in the US to be required to have “installed, integrated, a continuous loop, self-storing lap/shoulder belt in all seating positions in vehicles” the system that we all know today, a three-point seatbelt.
When Jim retired from the NHTSA, he bought a boat in which he lived on. He enjoyed road trips either on his motorcycle or in his truck. In 1998, Jim met his future wife, Stephanie. They married seven years later, on the anniversary of their first date, and moved to Snohomish County.
In retirement, Jim loved to build and create things. With a large backyard, he built gazebos, fencing, decks, and ponds. Jim enjoyed traveling, and once Stephanie retired, they would go RV’ing for five to six weeks a year, traveling to Oklahoma, Texas, Nevada, Mississippi, and Minnesota. Cruising was also a joy, through the Caribbean’s and Mexico where they could enjoy the sunshine. Their last cruise was in the Eastern Caribbean, and included Puerto Rico.
Eventually, Jim lost his eyesight, and his left eye was replaced with a glass eye. He would tease the grandkids by popping out his eye and showing it to them, a couple of them thought everyone could do this “trick”.
Jim loved his family dearly and is survived by his wife of 19 years, Stephanie; five children, Connie, Jimmy, Beret, Dawn, and Ashley; seven grandchildren; and one great-grandson.
Written By:
Stephanie Coleman
Police Pension Office
Stephanie.coleman@seattle.gov
Cynthia Miller #4064, retired Seattle Police Assistant Chief, passed away Saturday, August 26, at sixty-nine years of age.
Cindy grew up on a farm in the Kitsap Peninsula. She raised cows and horses and called herself an "athletic tomboy" as she loved to play softball, volleyball, and badminton, and she ran track. Cindy's parents knew a female detective in the Bremerton Police Department, and Cindy would see her working periodically. However, she was destined for a policing career when she accompanied a friend convicted of burglary to check in with their probation officer. When she walked into the office, she knew she had found the career she wanted.
After graduating from Central Kitsap High School, Cindy earned a BA in Sociology in 1976. She then worked at the Washington Correctional Center for Women at Purdy before becoming a probation officer for two years in Tacoma's Lakewood area. It was here that she saw an SPD recruitment ad and said to herself, "I can do this!" and she applied. SPD hired Cindy on December 10, 1976, and she graduated from Academy Class #85. Some fellow academy mates were Ken Conder #4077, Ed Caalim #4072, Dave Peppard #4080, Jeff Caldwell #4075, Margo Wade-Terry #4081, and Linda Gow #4074. This academy class is amongst the first generation of the city's women police officers who were allowed to work in patrol in a police uniform, albeit a men's uniform. It was later that Joy Mundy #4433 presented the uniform committee with a women's cut style uniform.
Cindy's first assignment was to the West Precinct. She was the first woman patrol officer to work West Precinct Third Watch. In 1978, Cindy married Jeff Caldwell #4064.
Cindy continued working in the West Precinct until she was promoted to Detective on October 27, 1980, and was assigned to the Burglary Detective Unit. On her first day, she was shown the secretary's desk, but once that was corrected, she worked alongside Nat Crawford #1931, Jerry Fernandez #3808, and Joe Corbett #2691. About a year later, Terri MacMillan, #3969, was assigned to Burglary North Squad and thus formed a friendship that included watching each other's kids so the other couple could have a date night.
On January 11, 1984, Cindy was promoted to Sergeant and again assigned to the West Precinct Third Watch. She then rose through the ranks to Detective Sergeant on March 16, 1988; Lieutenant on April 5, 1989, and to Captain on August 13, 1994, where she oversaw the Property Crimes Division, supervising Burglary, Auto Theft, Forgery, and the Pawn Detail.
On July 4, 1996, she transferred to the Homicide Unit before moving to the North Precinct on January 21, 1998. On May 30, 2002, Cindy was promoted to Assistant Chief, where she oversaw the Investigations Bureau.
At this time, Seattle was sixth in the nation for auto thefts. Car thefts plagued the U-District area. The North Precinct Captain, Dan Oliver #3127, was asked to tackle this problem. He pooled together a group of officers who were dubbed "The Major Crimes Squad," and within 30 minutes of them working the streets, they had their first arrest. Over the next three months, this group effectively reduced auto thefts by 78% throughout the city. Eventually, the Major Crimes Squad would work out of the East Precinct.
A mutual friend introduced Cindy to Rich Miller, and in 2004, they married. After 29 years of service, Cindy retired on June 23, 2005.
In retirement, Cindy enjoyed her annual vacation to Banks Lake, where she enjoyed waterskiing, inner tubing, and boating. Her aunt and uncle lived at Alder Brook on Hood Canal, and she would enjoy annual vacations there to be in or on the water. You could periodically find her on the golf course or in an arena where Cindy was well regarded in the dressage horse world.
Shortly after retirement, Cindy was shopping at the Alderwood Mall. A kid approached her in the parking lot and was going after her purse. This kid had his finger under his shirt and pointed it at her. An accomplice was nearing the back of her car, and she knocked the stickup kid backward. He quickly got up and ran off as she jumped in her car. Backing out, she chased him while dialing 911 and got parallel with him, and he yelled as he ran, "I'm sorry, lady!". There was so much commotion that three military recruiting officers came out of their office to see what was going on, and the kid ran right into them as he tried to escape Cindy. The guy didn't have a gun, but he did have a baseball bat down his pants. The accomplice was later arrested.
In 2006, Cindy accepted a position at Boeing as a corporate investigator. She stayed with Boeing for about ten years and closed many cases that ended in felony convictions. In 2015, a few days shy of his 32nd birthday, Cindy's (and Jeff Caldwell's) son Brendan passed away. It was a devastating loss. Many of her family lived in the Whatcom County area, and she wanted to be closer to them, so she found a new home in Ferndale.
In three separate published interviews of Cindy, she mentioned how important it was to her to be a visible female in the workplace. Knowing that girls and young women can look for inspiration and leave knowing they too "can do this."
Cindy is predeceased by her son, Brendan. She is survived by her husband, Rich, her sister, Carolyn, and a dear friend of 40+ years, Elise O'Neil.
Written by: Stephanie Coleman
Police Pension Office
Dennis Hanks #2764, former SPD Patrol Officer, passed away on August 25, 2023, at 81 years of age in Coeur d'Alene, Idaho.
Dennis was born in Seattle. At 17 years old, he fibbed about his age and joined the Navy. During his four-year assignment, Dennis was assigned to the USS Fort Marion. This ship participated in above ground nuclear testing and Dennis was later recognized as an “Atomic Veteran”. Dennis was honorably discharged.
On September 11, 1967, Seattle PD hired Dennis, and he entered Academy Class #54, which included Chuck Harris #2459, Gary Bille #2745, Al Gerdes #2738, JJ Jankauskas #2729, Jim Luedeke #2780, George Marberg #2784, Dan Engle #2777, and Dennis Nixdorf #2778 to name a few.
Early in his career, Dennis partnered up with Bernie Miller #2454. Bernie would comment that "even on a hot summer day, Dennis never broke a sweat and always looked as cool as a cucumber in uniform."
On June 3, 1969, Dennis and Tim Tieken #2721 were patrolling the 3500 Block of Stone Way N when they saw the tavern owner pointing a pistol at a yellow car that was fleeing. As it turned out, eight victims in the tavern were customers who had been held at gunpoint, robbed, and locked in the bathroom. The owner/bartender was forced to open the safe. Dennis and Tim recognized the car as described in a weeklong robbery spree. They chased the vehicle and rammed it twice, but they were able to pull away. Tim and Dennis shot through their windshield while continuing the chase. The car spun out of control in the 3600 block of Leary Ave and crashed. One suspect fled on foot, and the suspect who was driving was hit in the head with a 200-grain bullet, which bounced off his head, knocking him out and ultimately leading to his arrest and identification. Eventually, both spent several years in prison for these events.
Dennis was a people person and always treated people kindly. In the station in late 1968, Ross Carmen #2976, a new rookie, was wandering around the station looking for someone to report to. Dennis greeted Ross as if he had known him for years; this began a lifelong friendship.
Around 1972, Dennis was partnered up with Wayne Stringfellow #2986. They patrolled 3C2, East Central for almost three years.
On June 14, 1974, an off-duty officer, Jim Dyment #3576, happened to stop at the Stop and Go Mart at 2352 24th Ave E around 0230 hours. Jim noticed a suspicious man, wearing a 1930s trench coat with band-aids all over his face, lingering around the store. Jim bought his items and tried stalling to see if the man would leave. Eventually, Jim, who is in shorts and thong shoes, goes outside and watches as the suspect grabs extension cords and takes the clerk at the clerk at gunpoint to a car outside. No phone booths were around to call for backup, so Jim followed the vehicle. Out of nowhere, a patrol car, driven by Dennis, came screaming down 24th Ave and Boyer; he was responding to the silent alarm call triggered by the last $20 being pulled. Jim yells at Dennis about what's going on, and Dennis stops the car at Boyer and Lake Washington Blvd, blocking the back, while Jim pulls in front of the suspect vehicle. The suspect grabs the victim and sprints out of the car, holding the victim's neck in one hand and a gun in the other while shooting at Jim and Dennis. Dennis' bullet hit the suspect and saved the store clerk, whom the suspect had told that he was going to tie him up, shoot him, and leave him in the Arboretum. Dennis's partner had been the acting sergeant that night.
Dennis was ready for a change, so on October 18, 1974, having served seven years, Dennis resigned to work for the Chelan County Sheriff's office. He would be the "resident deputy" in Entiat, Washington, and for a time worked out of a camp trailer in a parking lot.
In a “small world” mention, Ross Carmen had become an FTO. He helped train Joe Collins #3472. Joe's father was the Chelan County Commissioner, and Joe resigned from SPD to work for and eventually become the Chelan County Sheriff, Dennis's boss.
Around 1995, Dennis was promoted to Patrol Sergeant, and after 25 years, he was once again able to work with his old partner, Wayne Stringfellow, as Stringfellow had become the Chelan County Emergency Manager. Additionally, Ross Carmen worked for DSHS, investigating fraud. Ross and Dennis worked on numerous cases. Until Dennis retired in May 1997, after 30 years of service.
Dennis had a lifelong love of fishing and hunting; he enjoyed the outdoors. Dennis and his wife, Ann, moved to Coeur D'Alene, Idaho. In the winter they would RV down to Yuma, Arizona, often caravanning with JJ Jankauskas #2729, Ross Carmen #2976, and Terry Augerson #3246.
Dennis was predeceased by his wife of 47 years, Ann. He is survived by his daughter Dawn, his brother Gary and sisters, Linda, Michelle, Joanne, Pam, and Cindy.
Written by S. Coleman
Stephanie.coleman@seattle.gov
Police Pension Office
Al Schrader #1897, retired Seattle Police Homicide Detective passed away on August 23, 2023, at the age of 88.
Al was born in Seattle. He grew up in the Ballard area. His father died tragically when Al was very young, so he was raised by his widowed mother. His favorite playtime was at the Ballard Locks. During his high school years, the family moved to South Seattle, where he attended Franklin High School. During his senior year (1953) he joined the Navy Cadet Program. His nautical training was on board the old submarine USS Puffer which was moored at the Navy Reserve Training Base at the south end of Lake Union by Mercer Street. This was also where the SPD Marching Team Practiced. He liked watching the team perform when he was not in a training session. He soon determined being a submariner was not for him, and he discovered that he was interested in policework. But first, he had to satisfy his military obligation, which he did by switching to the Marines in early 1954. He enjoyed being a Marine so much that he spent five years in the Corps. His duty stations included San Francisco, Hawaii, and Japan. He was even assigned Skip Duty on board a transport running supplies between Korea and Vietnam. He was discharged in late 1958.
After returning to Seattle, he immediately applied to the police department. The department hired him on January 2, 1959. In March, he attended Academy class #40 some of his classmates were Jim W. Johnson, #1919, Charlie Lindbloom #1890, Harvey Olsen #1893, Jim Philbrick #1932, and Dick Rovig #1920. Al’s first patrol assignment was the Central Precinct which he worked until 1963 when Smokie Wesselius #997 recruited him into the Special Squad (which was the precursor to the TAC Squad and today’s SWAT). There, he worked with Riley Bryce #1826 and John L. Sullivan #1346. During one night shift, after 0200 hours, Al, Ed Voyles #1798 and Ray Schork #1406 were enforcing the Seattle Old Blue Laws in plain clothes and a plain car on First Avenue when they encountered a bootlegger who asked them if they needed some booze. Evidently, the bootlegger did not hear the police radio blaring in the car. The deal was made, and the suspect jumped in their car, still not paying attention to the police radio, and guided them to his stash. Al bought two bottles of apple wine for two dollars (obviously this was not vintage year). The suspect was booked for after hours unlicensed sale of alcohol and gross stupidity. In 1966, Al followed John L to the detectives. They worked together in the Fraud and Bunco. Two years later, Bob Dodge #1193 brought Al up to Homicide. He was the squad’s youngest member. To supplement his income, he worked the rock concerts at the Seattle Center. One concert he worked security for the Beatles. While Jerry Jorve #2197 was outside being bowled over and pinned under his motorcycle by the Beatles fans as they rushed the doors to the Edgewater Inn, Al was inside the band’s suite of rooms busy assisting John, Paul, George, and Ringo fishing through the windows.
Al stayed in homicide for several years until he caught a case involving a double murder of two young women on Queen Anne Hill. He solved the case, but it bothered him so much that he put in a transfer to Intelligence. There he worked a case buying automatic weapons. Another long-term investigation was a large interstate fraud case involving the trucking industry. Al, while in the detectives attended the University of Puget Sound, earning a BA degree. Even though he was going to college and working off duty, he made time for his children, taking them to sporting events, fishing in both fresh and saltwater and on camping trips across the state. He loved being a dad. In 1981 he moved to Industrial Relations. His duties included liaising between companies and workers that were going through work stoppages or striking activities, being the backup driver for the mayor’s office and assisting movie production companies filming in Seattle. He met Tom Selleck, Kevin Bacon, Robert Goulet, and other Hollywood stars.
Al retired on March 20, 1984, after 25 years of service. He moved to the Olympic Peninsula so he could be closer to the water for his fishing. He and a retired FBI agent started a private investigations agency. Soon both were tired of working divorce cases and personal injury investigations, so they closed up the shop. Now Al had more time for fishing. He took up RV’ing across the country. He even got a small lapdog named Boots to accompany him everywhere. He was very fond of Boots. When his dog died, Al had the remains cremated and kept Boots ashes. Al liked dogs, but did not want to go through becoming attached to another one. So, he started a pro bono dog walking service for his neighbors. He got the enjoyment of dogs without the sorrow of losing one. He joined the CORPSE (Congress Of Retired Police and Sheriff’s Etc.) coffee klatch that meets regularly on the peninsula.
His son, John preceded Al in death. He is survived by his two daughters, Debi, and Lisa, two sons, Rick, and Steve, nine grandchildren and eight great grandchildren.
Written by Dan Oliver
Police Pension Office
Don Meyers #2566, retired Seattle police officer Hostage Negotiator passed away on August 19, 2023, at the age of 76.
Don’s father was an MD and part owner of the Northgate Hospital. He raised his family on Queen Anne Hill. Don attended Saint Anne's Catholic elementary school. Then he went to Queen Anne High, which is now converted into condominiums. In 1965 he enrolled in Saint Martin College in Lacy. The dormitory living with all its rules did not appeal to him. Hence, he quit after the first semester and returned home. Being over 18 years old, he applied to the Seattle police department to be a cadet. He was hired on March 28, 1966. Six months later, with the draft breathing down his neck, Don enlisted in the regular Army. With his cadet experience, the Army made his MOS military police. He was stationed in South Korea with a CID Unit. He was in a three-man investigative detail, which included another US soldier and a South Korean soldier who was their liaison. The Korean constantly made comments about the bland, tasteless American food. During these rants, Don’s other partner never said a word, he was Latino, and his mother frequently sent him jars of jalapeño peppers. But he silently offered the jar of peppers to the Korean, who popped two in his mouth. He immediately broke out in a profuse sweat and began gasping for breath and gagging. They never heard another word about American army cuisine.
When Don's three-year hitch was over, he returned to Seattle and the department. SPD rehired him but tried to give him a new serial number #2956. He reminded Personnel that during Vietnam wartime, per federal law, that employers must hold the position open for up to five years for a returning veteran to be restored to his previous employment. So, Don got his original serial number #2566 re-issued. Three months later, in September 1969 Don was assigned to Academy Class #60. Some of his classmates were Mike Burke #3140, Jim Deschane #2624, John Kristoff #3122, Larry Miller #3128, Carl O'Leary #3151, Jim Sleeth, #3132, Fred Still #3104, Don Woelke #3072 and Jim Yoshida #3168.
The academy was located on the second floor of the Public Safety Building just across from the Communications center. It was there that Don met his future wife Maureen who was giving a class to the recruits. After graduating from the academy, they were married.
Don’s first assignment was temporary duty in Narcotics, buying dope on the “Ave” in the U District and on Capitol Hill. He made many cases against dealers. When his TDY was over, he was assigned to the Central Precinct, working first watch East. In 1975 Don transferred to the second watch relief squad working for Jack Lawson #1583. This is when Don began to wear the vintage 1910 police uniform while walking the Pioneer Square beat with Dick Kimber #2922. The Seattle tourists enjoyed seeing them.
By 1981, Don moved into King Sector permanently. He appeared on the JP Patches Show. He also was featured in several local magazine articles. He was so respected by the Pioneer Square business owners that they appointed him to the Pioneer Square Business Development Association. In 1983, he walked the beat with Nick Bulpin #2185 for 30 days. Nick was in Harbor Patrol when the department brass decided senior detectives and Harbor personnel needed to go back to patrol for a month to refresh their street skills. Both Nick and Don talked about what good jobs they had and the fun they experienced. When Nick returned to Harbor, he told Ed Burkhart #2630 what a good time he had. So, Ed put in a transfer to work downtown. Ed became Don's next partner. One shift, while waiting for the traffic signal to change at 1st and Washington during rush hour, an adolescent walked between them, and jay walked into the lane of an oncoming bus. Don quickly grabbed the kid, pulling him back onto the curb just in time. The kid was not thankful for being saved but resentful at being grabbed and let Don know it. Don replied you are welcome, and get your head out of your ass. Well, no good deed goes unpunished; sunny boy ran to daddy, who complained IIS about the mean policeman. Don was one of the department's negotiators. His most memorable incident was talking to a suicidal father, who had his baby strapped to his chest, from jumping off the South Park Bridge. Ed restored old cars and convinced Don to try it. So, Don got a 1966 Austin Healey to totally restore it to its original condition. He found out that the rotten original framing inside the door panels and the fender walls had to be genuine British Yew wood. Don restored the car using genuine British replacement parts. A Brit bought the car for $35,000 and shipped it back to England because it was so authentically restored. Ed, like Nick, talked about what a good assignment Harbor was, driving fast inflatable boats. Don caught the bug and took up limited hydroplane racing on Lake Sammamish. He competed for several seasons until he caught a wake and flipped his hydro, nearly drowning. Plus, the cost to repair the boat caused him to give up racing. He continued to work pit security for the Unlimited Hydro Races during Seafair. When Ed retired, Don recalled both Ed and Nick's advice to apply to Harbor if he got tired of walking a beat. Don did in 1990 and Jerry Taylor #2533, took him on board and assigned him to Duane Hoekstra's, squad.
Don was working the evening when his daughter Jennifer's prom date scheduled a class boat tour on Lake Washington, preceding their Senior Prom. Don, with lights and siren on, pulled the boat over and jumped on board. The skipper and the prom dates were all nervous about what was going on or what they planned on doing. Don located his daughter and her date and took their prom picture. Then he reminded them that her curfew was midnight, even though, as a father, he would've preferred 9:30 pm or even earlier. Jennifer was mortified, but the rest of the kids thought it was cool to have the police take their prom photos. During Don's last week on the job, Duane kept him in the office. Except the day before he retired. Art VanPuymbrouck #3357 and Ray Roller #2690 were in pursuit of an eluding boater, southbound from Mathews Beach. As they passed under the 520 bridge, they called the office and Duane told them to call back if they were unable to stop the suspect. He ran out of lake at Renton and turned around to continue northbound. Duane and Don raced the two fast inflatables to the 520 bridge. They split up, one taking the west end and the other on the east end. Then they vectored head on to corral the suspect as Art and Ray closed in from the astern. They stopped the suspect. Don drew his gun, scaring the suspect who was yelling, "Don't shoot, I'm sorry and, you look trigger-happy". Afterward, Don told Duane that there was no way he was trigger-happy. He was thinking of how lousy it was to have to pull his gun on his last shift, as it turned out for just an overindulgent boater. Don retired on June 29, 1994, with 28 years of service.
In retirement, he turned his hobbies into business. He worked at Golden Motors, restoring classic cars. Vintage Jaguars were his specialtiy. He also got involved with the Vintage Motorcycle Enthusiast Club. Later, he worked at the Seattle Book Center on Stone Way selling rare books by author Conan Doyle and other vintage authors. He implemented an online sales system to increase advertising exposure. He became very involved in his grandchildren's lives. Don is survived by his wife Maureen of over 53 years, daughters Melissa, Jennifer, and Colleen. Plus, two grandsons and three granddaughters.
Written by Dan Oliver
Daniel.Oliver@seattle.gov
Eldon was born in Centralia, Washington. When he was six years old, his family moved to Seattle, eventually settling in Edmonds. In high school, Eldon was active in the Limelighters (Drama) Club and was the vice president of his class for four years. After high school graduation, Eldon went to study art at the University of Washington.
Seattle PD recruited Eldon while he was still enrolled at the U. On June 27, 1966, Eldon was hired, graduating in academy class #51 along with Dave Malland #2553, Fred Kilmer #2573, Mike Chartrand #2556, and Lynn Barkley #2571, to mention a few.
Eldon’s first assignment was Downtown; he partnered up with Al O’Brien #2720. By 1969, Eldon was assigned to the Public Information Office, giving up to three weekly lectures to women’s groups. He and Marlynn McLaughlin #3016 demonstrated self-defense tactics, mental health care, and assorted topics to organizations throughout Seattle.
At some point, Eldon transferred to the North Precinct. Mark Sigfrinius #2832 and Eldon were patrolling down by the ship canal when Eldon asked Mark if he wanted to see his new boat. Once they got to the marina, Eldon led Mark to a huge ocean-going sailboat. Mark asked Eldon how long he had been interested in world sailing. Eldon replied quite seriously, “Oh, just a few days!” He had just decided to buy the boat and follow his dreams.
After 12 years of service, Eldon retired on February 2, 1979. He started another career that spanned decades as a freelance Illustrator of children’s books. Eldon is extensively published in many stand-alone books and book series through such companies as Edge Books, Visual Timelines in History, and the Leap Frog School Series.
Eldon was a voracious reader of history and non-fiction and loved a good book; at home or in his travels to the Philippines, Singapore, Malaysia, and China, he had a book with him. He was described as a man with many interests, with a deep sense of humor, who could make anyone laugh.
Eldon is survived by his wife of 43 years, Rosalina (Sally), two sons, Ken, and Sean, and his four grandchildren.
Written by Stephanie Coleman
Stephanie.Coleman@Seattle.Gov
Charles Scheuffele #1864, retired Seattle Police Detective Sergeant passed away on Thursday, August 17, 2023, at 89 years of age. Charles was hired on September 2, 1958, and retired after 29 years of service on May 14, 1988.
Chuck was born in Plevna, Montana. By 1945, his family moved to Coulee City, where his dad worked building the Grand Coulee Dam. In 1947, the family settled in Yakima.
Charles met his future wife, Joyce, in high school. They married and moved to Seattle in 1955 and started work at Boeing. During this time, Boeing was experiencing many layoffs, and the police department was hiring. Policing had always intrigued him, so Chuck applied.
Chuck was hired on September 2, 1958, and graduated with Academy Class #39. Others who graduated in this class include Doug Cameron #1877, Billy Baughman #1865, Frank Jones #1885, Beryl Thompson #1833, Joe Sanford #1896, and Joe Tolliver #1901, to name a few.
Chuck was assigned to Georgetown, initially working in West Seattle. One night in January 1968 he was dispatched to a burglary call on Roxbury. As he searched the perimeter of the building, he heard faint whispers. By this time, the two burglars were on the store's roof. Chuck watched and waited as the two burglars stepped over the roof to slide down the drainpipe for their getaway. They were surprised when they slid right into Chuck, who was there with his handcuffs!
In June 1968 Chuck was assigned to the Special Patrol Squad, which patrolled the downtown core of Seattle. On May 3, 1973, he was promoted to Sergeant. And in November 1974 Chuck was transferred to the homicide/robbery unit.
On September 25, 1979 a Beacon Hill 7-Eleven Store was robbed. The suspect kidnapped and murdered the 21-year-old clerk whose body was located three days later in a nearby abandoned house. Detectives working for Chuck identified Clarence Edward Williams as the suspect. A witness was able to ID Williams from a hidden surveillance photo. At the end of the trial the jury found Williams guilty. But due to identify issues during the trial the judge overturned the jury’s verdict. Later the State Court of Appeals reinstated the conviction. Chuck never doubted that they had arrested the right person.
Chuck not only was correct, but it was proven through DNA when in 2007 Detective Mike Ciesynski #4749 working the Cold Case Squad reviewed an unsolved 1979 homicide of 15-year-old Sara Beth Lundquist whose body was found in a service station in Ballard. Det. Ciesynski submitted DNA samples for more advanced testing. The DNA from both crime scenes matched Williams. Throughout both trials Williams maintained his innocence. During the 2007 trial, Williams suddenly announced he was done lying and took an Alford Plea. He was sentenced to 30 additional years in prison.
After 29 years of service Chuck retired on May 14, 1988. He and Joyce moved to Lynden where they dove into volunteer work for the community. Chuck had bought a tractor and would do odd jobs for people; he and his wife both volunteered at their church. After church on Sunday, they volunteered their time at a healthcare center.
Chuck and Joyce enjoyed travelling and their travels took them to Europe and throughout the United States. Chuck was a humble man who believed you had to work hard for what you have. But he also knew that one must continue to look at oneself to grow. Over the years, Chuck secretly donated to many local and nationwide charities.Chuck is predeceased by his wife Joyce and son Steve. He is survived by his son Don, daughter Tammy, daughter-in-law Teresa, two grandchildren, and five great-grandchildren.
Will “Jo Jo” Witt #6049, Retired Seattle Police Officer, passed away on August 13, 2023, three weeks shy of his 58th birthday.
Will was born and raised in the Los Angeles area. By an early age, Will served his community through church or school. Will graduated from Pacific Palisades High School in 1983 and enlisted in the US Navy. He became a Missile Technician 1st Class Submarine Service stationed in Groton, Connecticut. Early in his service career, Will completed his Advanced Training and Master Training Specialist and Nuclear Weapons Handling Certifications. His next assignment was at the Naval Submarine Base Bangor in Bremerton. As an instructor, he taught maintenance and repairs of ballistic missiles, their launch and guidance systems, and the calibrations of each system.
While in the Navy, Will earned a Bachelor of Science in Education through Southern Illinois University Carbondale.
Will's active Navy career was ending soon, and he wanted to continue to protect and serve his community. His wife at the time, Renee Witt #5858, enjoyed working for Seattle PD. Will applied, and SPD hired him on December 2, 1994. He graduated with Academy Class #426.
By 1997, Will was working North Precinct in Union Sector. With an unfulfilled dream of serving as a Military Investigator, Will joined the US Army Reserve and became a Staff Sergeant working Criminal Investigations. Will held this position from 1998 through 2005.
Around 2001, Will was an instructor at the Academy for a couple of years. He then went to work in the Traffic Unit DUI Squad. Described as "always the adult," Will was a natural working with DUI's. While working, he continued his education and earned his Master of Science Degree in Organization Management from Capella University in 2003.
Around 2004, Will transferred to the Traffic Enforcement Unit, where he earned his Commercial Vehicle Enforcement Certification, which led the way to implement SPD's four-person squad that partnered with State Patrol and S-DOT. This partnership significantly reduced the amount of unsafe commercial vehicles operating on the roadways.
After 24 years of service with Seattle, Will retired on August 28, 2018. He was ready for a new adventure and moved to Las Vegas. Will was a substitute teacher and tutor at Wendell P. Williams Elementary School.
When I inquired about a call or a work situation involving Will, everyone spoke to Will’s character, and his personality. It is a real testament to Will to hear fellow officers say how humble, respectful, honest, and selfless Will was. I listened to many stories of how Will inspired and motivated them, not only on the job, but also in their own lives and with their families and children. How special is it to hear from two separate coworkers, that anyplace was better, with Will around.
Will is survived by his parents, Lillian Witt, and Willie Witt; children, Katherine, Caden, and Courtney; sister, LaShawn; brothers, Jon, and Kevin; and the many who knew and loved him.
Written by Stephanie Coleman
Police Pension Executive Secretary
Stephanie.Coleman@seatlte.gov
Charles “Chuck” Layman #1584, retired Seattle Police Detective Sergeant, passed away Thursday, August 3rd at ninety-six years of age. Chuck was hired on September 23,1954 and retired after twenty years of service on June 4, 1975.
Chuck was born in Tulsa, Oklahoma. During the great depression, his family moved to Port Townsend when he was a young boy. Times were tough, and Chuck worked when he wasn't in school to help support the family by delivering the local newspaper or doing chores for a local pharmacy. After graduating High School, Chuck joined the Merchant Marines and served in the Pacific during World War II. Later, he served in the US Army and was stationed in South Korea.
Returning to Seattle, he met and married his wife, Lavone. Eventually, settling in Edmonds.
Chuck was hired on September 23, 1954, and graduated with Academy Class #33, along with Al Wilding #1574, Don Coble #1481, Bob Buston #1573, John Hinterberger #1582, and Neal Sorenson #1595.
Chuck worked patrol until September 1, 1956, when he transferred to the Motorcycle Unit. He had quite the knack for catching drunk drivers; this was when a .150 was considered the legal limit, and the breathalyzer was called a “Drunkometer”, as stated in court and media records. Chuck was promoted to Detective on November 1, 1961, and assigned to the Traffic Investigations squad; some of his partners included Phil Cruse #1287, William Lance #1497, John Leidinger #1684, Jacob Ehli #1881, and Hal Fogus #2061.
On June 3, 1965, Chuck was assigned to the Auto Theft Unit. Chuck was able to arrest and shut down a large ring of auto thieves, which spanned from Yakima to Seattle and down the I-5 corridor through to Portland. He cleared numerous cases in this month’s long investigation when he came upon a stripped car and that eventually led him to the suspect.
On January 1, 1969, Chuck was promoted to Sergeant. There are no records relating to his assignment in this promotion nor his next promotion to Detective Sergeant on January 1, 1970. After 20 years of service, Chuck retired on June 2, 1975.
Chuck lived a very active life. He had many hobbies, including fishing, hunting, and golf. He was a craftsman who completed many home improvements and a major home remodel. Chuck ventured into commercial fishing and later earned his pilot’s license. He travelled the world, and in retirement his time was split between Edmonds and Palm Desert. An avid sports fan, he most enjoyed watching the Seahawks, Huskies or the Mariner’s. Chuck had a lifelong love of music, Chuck played the harmonica and the piano and when he wasn't playing an instrument, he would dance and or sing with the music.
Chuck is survived by his wife of 75 years, Lavone; sons Charlie and Mike; daughters Christine and Linda, as well as nine grandchildren and 12 great-grandchildren.
Written by Stephanie Coleman
Stephanie.Coleman@seattle.gov
Seattle Police Pension
Robert “Bob” M. Avery #2121, Retired Seattle Police Officer, passed away on July 29, 2023, at 86 years of age.
Bob was born and raised in the Rainier Valley of Seattle. His mom worked at a café within a local bowling alley, and Bob would go there after school and bowl a game or two. After graduating from Franklin High School, Bob enlisted in the US Air Force. He was stationed in Kansas.
Bob had signed up for a two-year tour, was honorably discharged, and back in Seattle, working for a tire shop, busting truck tires, when he and his dad discussed the future and a career with him. Bob had always respected the police and enjoyed helping people, so he applied to become an officer.
SPD hired Bob on June 12, 1961, he graduated in Class #43, alongside academy mates: Chuck Kearney #2048, Bob Moffett #2098, Duane Homan #2138, Bill Kramer #2170, Gene Doman #2095, Don Yeowell #2162, and Doug Fritschy #2033.
Bob’s first assignment was the West Precinct, day shift. While on Patrol in November 1969, Bob, Barry Fletcher #2681, and Harold Haley #2910 from the community relations unit, who had been on a ride-a-long, had noticed a woman on the East side of the Aurora Bridge looking over the railing. The woman was very anxious. As Bob and Barry were walking up to her, they were about 30 feet from her when she climbed over the railing. Harry got to her side without her noticing; he reached out, grabbing her by the arm. She struggled to pull away as Harry held onto her arm and the railing when Bob leaped in time to grab Harry’s arm, where he and Barry pulled both of them to safety.
Bob had been a well-established and avid bowler for years now. His shift work did not allow him to continue with a league, but he was able to return to the game after a seven-year hiatus when he was assigned as a diver to the Harbor Patrol Unit on July 13, 1970.
Bob gained ten-pin immortality on December 19, 1971, when he scored three perfect 300-score games. Bob was offered a pro bowler position in the Professional Bowlers Association but turned it down because he loved being a cop. He received a 300 PBA Ring.
In December 1981, Bob decided to hang up his dry suit. At the time, being a diver was considered “extra” at Harbor. You could be either a diver or officer. So, Bob stayed and patrolled the waterways until he retired on April 21, 1988, after 26 years of service.
Bob met and married his wife, Darla, at Don Compton’s #1189, Montana property. Don and Bob were long time friends and had worked together at Harbor.
After retirement, Bob moved to Birch Bay and loved living by the ocean. After purchasing a home in Green Valley to snowbird, Bob became an avid golfer. He and Carl Sandbeck #1841 would golf three times a week.
Bob was described as a man with a very calm demeanor who never escalated a situation. He was a great partner and friend who always had your back, someone you could trust and count on.
Bob is survived by his wife of 38 years, Darla, Sons Greg, Steve, and Ryan, and daughters Debra and Michelle, as well as ten grandchildren and four great-grandchildren.
Written by: Stephanie Coleman
Stephanie.coleman@seattle.gov
Seattle Police Pension Office
Robert "Bob" Martinson #3379, retired Seattle Police Canine Sergeant, passed away on June 27, 2023 at seventy-six years of age.
Bob was born in St. Paul, Minnesota. He excelled in sports, and although he did play football, his passion was basketball. In high school, Bob received many awards for his athleticism. Additionally, he was the president of his class, an all-city forward, a straight-A student, and the Prom King. In his senior year, Bob was awarded a full-ride scholarship to play basketball at West Point. Unfortunately, during one of the last football games of the season, Bob intercepted a pass and was tackled, which broke his leg and his ability to play for Westpoint. Bob graduated in 1962.
Bob joined the Marine Corps and served as a machine gunner and helicopter mechanic in Vietnam. In 1966, Bob was stationed at Sandpoint. He started a family and resided in Lake City and later the Bothell area.
After a six-year tour in the Marines, Bob was hired by NCR, National Cash Register, for a sales position while he attended Seattle University, earning a BA in Criminal Justice. Bob decided sales was not his future, so he tested and was hired on April 10, 1970. Bob graduated from academy class #64 alongside Bob Christopherson #3349, George LeVasseur #3364, Mike Crist #3389, Jim Lundin #3392, and Jack Coddington #3364.
Bob started his career at the West Precinct and eventually was assigned to the North Precinct. He was partnered up with Larry Inman #2944. The two were complete opposites, and I initially wondered how this pairing would work! Their first call together solidified their 50-plus-year friendship. Bob and Larry worked a two-person car in the East Precinct for the next eight years.
In May 1978, Bob was assigned to the Canine Unit and worked as K9-3. His assigned dog was "Seagar". Unfortunately, Segar didn't quite work out, so "Sarge" became Bob's partner. Their teamwork lasted until May 1982, when Bob was assigned to the Academy as an Instructor and was once again working with Larry. On March 21,1984, Bob was promoted to Detective and assigned to the Juvenile Unit. He was then assigned as the Aide to Assistant Chief Dave Grayson #1814, before being promoted to Sergeant on January 23, 1987, and was assigned to the Special Patrol Unit. On November 29, 1989, Bob was assigned his coveted assignment, to oversee the Canine Unit, where he had always hoped to return to.
On January 7, 1992, Bob transferred to the North Precinct, where he worked patrol for three years before retiring on December 30, 1995.
Bob would travel back and forth to Idaho to work the 180 acres of land he purchased in the 1980's. By 1996, Bob and Deb #4485 had moved to Idaho and were on their way to building their dream home.
Both Bob and Deb loved to bike and wanted to cycle through Scotland. They spent months training for a six-week adventure throughout the country. Bob enjoyed all outdoor activities, fishing, hunting, working his land, and on the farm caring for the various horses, dogs, chickens, cats, and pigs. He had taken to golf, and you could find him on the course at least twice a week.
Bob wanted to keep his forested acreage healthy, so he returned to school at the University of Idaho. Bob was integral to the Forestry Stewardship Program and earned his Master Forest Stewardship.
Bob and Deb were fully invested in his family and community. Bob played sports with the kids, having coached many teams. Each summer, the grandkids would come over for several weeks and learn how to buck hay, make ice cream on the back deck, work the land, and care for the menagerie of animals. Bob would select a story from the newspaper, and the kids would write about what they learned from it. During school years, he volunteered and tutored at the Kootenai School District. He and Deb were active with the Elks Lodge, setting up fundraisers or enjoying Pinocle with friends. For years, every Thursday, they would conduct dog training classes through the Humane Society, saying it was more about teaching the dog owners than the dogs.
Bob was best described to me as one of the most trusted, honest, hardworking, compassionate, and sincere men you'd ever meet, he was the epitome of what an officer should be. Bob was a man of great integrity who had a wonderful sense of humor and as solid a person as we could all hope to be. Rest easy, Bob. You will never be forgotten.
Bob is survived by his wife, Debbie, son, Adam, daughter, Robyn and three grandchildren.
Gerald Jorve #2197 retired Seattle police detective, passed away Saturday, June 17, 2023 at eighty-five years of age. Gerry was hired on October 16,1961 and retired on February 19, 1992 after thirty years of service.
Jerry was born in Jamestown, North Dakota. When he was thirteen. His family moved to Rothsay, Minnesota. There the family started a turkey farm. Jerry attended Rothsay Public School District, which only had about 309 students from seventh through twelfth grade. Jerry played three sports, football, basketball, and baseball. During his senior year he was the homecoming king. After school he and his brother Dennis #2134 helped on the farm. Dennis graduated in 1953. Jerry graduated in 1955 and upon graduation he was immediately activated into the US Navy, as during his senior year he was enrolled in the Navy Cadet Program. Jerry could type so his MOS was Yeoman. He was assigned to the USS Cadmus an amphibian repair ship posted on the East Coast sailing the Atlantic and Caribbean. Completing his two years of active duty, Jerry followed his family to Seattle. The family had given up the farm. Evidently it was a real turkey, so the family went to work at Boeing.
But Jerry did not. He got a job with the US Postal Service in Renton. After two years, he took the written firefighters test and scored number one. While waiting for the call to be hired, his brother Dennis was hired by Seattle PD. Seattle was on a hiring surge for the upcoming World’s Fair - Century 21. On the last day for filing to take the next police test, Dennis brought Jerry the testing application, convincing him that he would have more fun as a policeman than as a postal worker or fireman. Jerry filled out the form. Then Dennis drove him to the Seattle Civil Service Office, with just minutes to spare, before closing to hand in the application. Jerry took the police written and physical exams. The next day he was hired, on October 16, 1961, just 35 days after his brother.
Dennis attended Academy Class #43. Jerry attended Academy Class 44, after six months working the streets. Some of his academy mates were Al Baird #2164, Leroy Habryle #2199, Phil Hurd #2210, Roy Skagen #2204, Jerry Trettevik #2155, and Don Vert #2168.
Upon graduation he was assigned to the World’s Fair Detail at the Seattle Center. He was initially disappointed, but once there, he loved the job. He met Elvis and several starlets. A great assignment for a bachelor. After the fair, Jerry returned to patrol for two years before transferring to solos. Another dream assignment for a bachelor. He joined the Motorcycle Drill Team, road escort for various Seafair princesses and dignitaries. During an escort for Governors Dan Evans and George Romney, who was considering a run for a national office, one of the motorcades vehicles made a sudden turn into Jerry’s path. He was knocked off his bike landing on both knees, he shook off the impact, rocked his Harley upright and resumed his escort duty. This accident permanently injured his knees that plagued him the rest of his career. During another escort this time for the Beatles, Jerry was holding an intersection while standing near his bike. As the motorcade pulled into the Edgewater Inn, the large crowd of fans bolted across the street bowling over the Harley, pinning Jerry underneath. His fellow officers had to rush over to raise the bike and free Jerry. This was the last straw, and he returned to patrol to be inside and protected by four wheels. Over the next three years, Jerry patrolled the Central, Georgetown, and Wallingford Precincts. During these early years, he played on the department baseball team for several seasons. Some of his teammates were Ken Baggan, #2659, Howard Baus #2218, Bob Caruth #2244, Shawn O’Kinsella #2076 and Carl Sandbeck #1841. Jerry was the catcher. He could handle any ball no matter how much steam was on it. The team won its all-city divisional tournament.
In 1970, Jerry became a detective in background investigations. About this time, Jerry, the confirmed bachelor, met his waterloo when Gordy Barnett #2083, Introduced his sister-in-law to Jerry. She and Jerry Got Married in August1971.
His next assignment was auto theft, working for Joe Cordis# 1871. One shift, Joe, Jerry, and Gary Lindell #2464 went to a wrecking yard to check the hidden VIN of a suspicious vehicle. They encountered an aggressive junkyard, dog tied to the suspected vehicle. The dog would not allow them to approach the car. After enduring the dogs’ lunges and growls, Joe got angry and yelled at it to shut up and get out of there. The dogs slipped its leash, and instead of going after Jerry and Gary, who were trying to distract it, the dog ran back to the office like a cowardly lap mutt.
Joe Sanford #1896 recruited Jerry to robbery where he got to work with his Academy. Me, Jerry, Trettevik. One Saturday morning as they arrived in the PSB, they got a call from the mayor’s office. They were to pick up Senator scoop Jackson at his campaign headquarters in Belltown. Both Jerry’s were unenthusiastic about this detail, so they flipped a coin. Jovi won and chose to stay in the office because he had enough of escorting and babysitting politicians during his traffic days. So, Trev picked up the senator and his guest Bob Hope. All three went to brunch at the UW, then attended the homecoming football game. Afterwards, they went to the Senators cocktail, campaign fundraising party. The next day, when trying to recount his grueling day with the senator Jovi replied, all I ever got, while escorting dignitaries was getting knocked off my biking, getting rain soaked. Once when the two were the night robbery team, the homicide detectives were called out to a scene. Another shooting murder occurred so the two Jerry’s were dispatched, try to process the scene while Jarvi rounded up a gaggle of witnesses to drive him back to the PSB to be interviewed. On the way, the witness spotted the suspect in his Cadillac. Georgie called for a backup. The prowler car and Jerry little Omni box in the suspect car forcing it to the curb. both the patrol officer, and Joey began to approach the car. Jerry attempted to draw his revolver, discovering he had left it in the office, but this did not deter him. He pulled the murder suspect out of the car, and used the patrol man’s cuffs to restrain the suspect.
Jerry’s last assignment was felony warrants working for Beny DePalmo #2682. One of the cases Jerry was handed was locating a suspect with four class A felonies. The suspect was found, the problem was that he was already in INS custody on board a plane about to be deported. Jerry had the tower hold the planes takeoff. He showed the INS agents the warrants, and told them they could have the suspect back for deportation after his trial and incarceration. Then Jerry took the suspect off the plane to jail.
His knees were causing him more and more discomfort and limiting his mobility, so Jerry retired on February 19, 1992, with over 30 years of service, his brother, Dennis retired six years earlier. Jerry had a corporate bank security job lined up. He bought several new suits for the position. But as the first day of his new career approached, he and Karen decided both would enjoy total retirement with their family. The new suits were hung in the closet and a motorhome was purchased so they could travel across the US and Canada. They bought a second home in El Mirage, Arizona for Snow birding. They also sailed on many cruises.
Jerry was preceded in death by his brother Dennis who passed in 2020. Jerry Is survived by his wife of almost 52 Years, Karen; daughter; Sara, and two granddaughters; Hannah, and Emma.
Dave Estes #3584, retired Seattle Police Officer-Radio Dispatcher, passed away on June 6, 2023, at the age of 77.
Dave was born in LaGrange, Georgia. His family moved to South Dakota when he was in junior high. He attended Sturgis High School. After class, he works at various part-time jobs to help with family expenses. Upon graduation, he joined the Army.
After completing all his state-side military training, he was sent to Vietnam. He completed two 12-month tours and was awarded the Purple Heart for his combat injuries.
Finishing his military obligation, Dave returned to Sturgis, South Dakota, and married his high school sweetheart Evangeline on March 27, 1967. They moved to Deadwood, South Dakota, where Dave tried his hand back at hard rock gold mining. One shift, he was 4,700 ft underground when his foot got stuck between an ore dump and the ore track as a full ore rail car ran over his right foot. He sustained severe foot damage; this encouraged him to end his gold mining career. Having few job opportunities in Deadwood, Dave reenlisted in the Army. He was assigned to Fort Lewis as a drill instructor for 1 ½ years. However, his right foot injury never healed properly, ultimately forcing him to be medically discharged.
He moved his family to Seattle and got a job as store security at the Bon Mârché. He works with several police officers who were moonlighting at the Bon. They encourage Dave to become a law enforcement officer. So, he went to North Seattle Community College, earning an AA degree in police science. He applied to the Seattle Police Department and was hired on May 13, 1971. Three days later, he started Academy Class #68, which graduated on October 5, 1971.
Dave's first patrol assignment was at Georgetown. He stayed there for three years, then transferred to the Central Precinct for three more years. He then returned to the South Precinct for another nine years. He even worked the North Precinct for a short time.
While at the Central Precinct in 1976, Dave became interested in in-home loading ammo. He even supplied his fellow officers with enhanced .38 rounds. This was when the Police Officers Guild, led by President John Patrick Sullivan #2184, was bargaining for his members to carry hollow point rounds. When the chief found out that Dave was carrying and supping unauthorized ammunition while these intensive negotiations were ongoing, he gave Dave a stern admonishment with 30 days to think things over. Every patrolman in the precinct had to stand for ammo inspection. It was about this time that Dave returned to the South Precinct. However, he never lost interest in officer safety concerning officer ammunition and the ability to carry semi-automatic pistols on duty. He continued to lobby the Chief of Police and the Assistant Chiefs, especially Roy Skagen #2204.
In 1984, while in a vehicle pursuit, Dave ran over a dislodged manhole cover. The impact of the bump was so strong that Dave was thrown into the patrol car headliner, resulting in a neck injury requiring surgery to fuse his C4 and C5 discs. The neck injury and his old foot injury forced him out of patrol after 15 years into various non-line assignments. Over the next ten years, he worked TRUE, Street Vice during the Green River task force efforts, the Patrol Chief's admin detail, and as a radio dispatcher. Finally, these injuries got so bad that Dave had to retire from service on July 8, 1996, after 25 years. Before separating, Dave got to see the Department allow Officers the option to carry more effective ammo, such as a .357, and to carry semi-automatic pistols on duty.
In retirement, Dave was an entrepreneur. He started several small businesses on the east side and Vashon Island. During his mid-60s, he and his wife Evangeline moved to Lewiston, Idaho. He is survived by his wife of 60 years, Evangeline, adult daughters, Julie, and Anna, and one granddaughter, Nadia.
Written by Dan Oliver
William "Bill" Karban #2342, Retired Seattle Detective Sergeant, passed away on May 5, 2023, at 86 years of age.
Bill was born and raised in New Brighton, PA. Once Bill graduated from New Brighton High School, he joined the Air Force. When he was discharged in 1961, Bill enrolled at the UW in pre-law.
Bill was hired on June 10, 1963, and graduated with Academy Class #47 along with Gunnar Otness #2149, Jim Street #2353, J Butcher #2529, Sid Reed #2343, Gail Richardson #2344.
Bill was assigned to the North Precinct until he was promoted to Detective and went to the Juvenile Unit in 1967. After a year there, he spent six years in the Homicide Robbery Unit.
During 1970, Seattle was experiencing several Pharmacy armed robberies. The suspect was described as an older man with cold blue eyes armed with a pistol. A tip came in regarding the suspect's identity. The suspect lived North of Seattle, so Bill called to get a couple of deputies to come along. They surprised the sleeping suspect. Bill searched the bed, finding nothing but a .38 revolver under his pillow. The suspect sat calmly in handcuffs. They got him dressed, and the Deputy said let's go. The suspect asked if he could put his shoes on, and the Deputy said yes because he had been so calm. Bill saw something in those cold blue eyes, grabbed the suspect, and pulled him back, telling the Deputy to look under the bed. The Deputy pulled out a shoe with a fully loaded .45 under the bed. Bill told the Deputy, "Put this in your memory bank; we both learned something tonight."
A few years later, Bill moved on to the Vice section. Bill and his partner Greyhound were actively working a case on "Big Momma," a female pimp who donned the streets suddenly and appeared to have very young girls working for her. The captain was inquiring about the case, clearly wanting this problem resolved. The secretary asks Bill to come to the front desk two days later. Bill was met by a huge Samoan Vice cop from Hawaii named Manny. Manny wanted to ride around with Bill to see how Seattle Vice worked and operated. Manny, Greyhound, and Bill bantered on the road, and Big Mamma's name came up. Manny got very excited from hearing her name and said, "We wondered where she had gone!" Mamma had recently picked a fight with the Hawaiian Vice cops and lost. She had crawled into a sugar cane field and disappeared. Manny asked, "Can I handle this for you?". Bill and Greyhound dropped Manny off a block away and sat back, waiting to see what would happen. Big Mamma saw Manny walking straight at her and tried to run. Manny captured her, picked her up with one hand, held her feet off the ground, said something, and walked away smiling. Back at the car, Manny said, "She will leave tonight." The following day, the captain came in and asked for an update. Bill told him Big Mamma had left town, and sure enough, a few days later, a call from the Portland FBI came in for Bill; they wanted to talk about Big Mamma. She and all of her girls were arrested for interstate transportation of underage girls, and they would have her in prison for at least five years.
In 1977, Bill was asked to go to the Burglary Theft Unit and was there until June 15, 1979, when he was promoted to Detective Sergeant. By December 1980, Bill thought he seemed out of touch with what was happening in Patrol, so he asked to be assigned to Patrol after a 13-year absence. He wanted his skills honed and sharpened; this was the best place to learn new procedures and protocols for working the street. On December 1, 1980, Bill was assigned to Patrol at his request. Three years later, he was assigned to the Robbery Section. He stayed with Robbery until 1985, when he was asked to come to Narcotics and work with the DEA, where he worked on clandestine drug lab cases.
Bill had a great career and was offered a position as the Task Force Commander of the Regional Narcotics Task Force in Snohomish County, so on December 29, 1987, Bill retired from SPD with 24 years and 7 months to administer and manage federal, state, and local grants for enforcement. The team had seized over 13M and made over 600 arrests. One such case was a tip from a power company employee about astronomical power usage that led the task force to a farmhouse; it was immaculate, with nothing growing except beautiful grass. The TF secretly metal detected the beautiful grassy area, and it alerted uncontrollably. A warrant was served, and the TF used the suspect's heavy equipment to uncover two railroad freight cars full of growing marijuana, light and water systems, and even stairs to reach makeshift lofts that were built inside.
After Bill retired from working, he and his wife moved to Arizona. He would call the office periodically to “check in” and see how everyone was doing. Bill was one of a kind and we will all miss him.
Bill is survived by his wife of 40 years, Shirley, a son, Colin, and daughter Lisa.
As a side note, I obtained these stories directly from Bil. He had sent the office his bio as well as many stories that had stuck with him. It's evident in reading the stories that Bill took away a lesson from almost every case he worked on. Sometimes, he was just in the right place at the right time and even the wrong place at the right time, but one thing is clear: Bill was all about officer safety. He wanted to go home every night, and he did.
Dix Baker #1760, Retired Seattle Police Sergeant, passed away on Friday, April 28, 2023, just a few weeks shy of his 90th birthday.
Dix was raised in Seattle. By 16 years old, Dix worked in a grocery store and the "Hot Dog Show" on Seattle's waterfront. After graduating from Roosevelt High School, Dix started school at the UW, married, and started his family.
In 1954, Dix joined the Navy, and upon his return home, he was hired by SPD on January 28, 1957, with a starting salary of $375.00 per month. Dix was assigned to Academy Class #37 along with Stan Fridell #1746, Bill Bartlett #1763slessman, and Bruce Edmonds # 1800.
Dix had been looking for a place to stay for "a short time," and Mike Slessman #1672 offered to put Dix up in his basement until Dix got his feet under him. Dix lived in Mikes's basement for a few years before he moved out. He was working in the East Precinct area in Patrol.
By 1963, Dix had now been working North Precinct, mostly Ballard and Nora Sectors. He became a Patrolman Diver on September 14, 1964. Sadly, one of his first recoveries was in October 1964; two boys, Joe, 7 and a boy 5 years old, were playing by the Lake Washington Canal at the foot of Phinney Ave N; the water was so clear they could see the fish swimming. The 5-year-old picked up gravel and tossed it in the water. Joe protested and the 5-year-old pushed Joe into the water. Dix, along with Sgt Ken Myers #1010 searched the area and were able to recover Joe's remains.
In 1971, Dix was assigned to the DWI Squad. Seattle was one of the first of its kind in the country to utilize a physical ability test and a breathalyzer test to determine drunk driving. Sometime later, the squad had been disbanded and later reconstituted.
Dix had arrested a man on DWI and was interviewing him in the traffic car when the suspect suddenly pulled out a gun and shot at Dix. Luckily, the bullet missed Dix and the car's interior and flew out the window. The fight was on. Al O'Brien #2720 was the first on the scene and hit the suspect with the brand-new portable radio, breaking the radio into pieces. Dix was then dubbed "Lucky Eddy."
On October 18, 1979, Dix was promoted to Sergeant and assigned to the DWI Squad. His squad included Russ Stallman #1899, Ken Davis #2547, Jim Johnson #1979, John Bernasconi #3113, and Ron Schimke #2315 as his squad.
Dix was an easygoing man who was liked by everyone. He enjoyed playing basketball in the gym with the others at lunchtime. One time, he showed up in roll call wearing his uniform shirt, gun belt, basketball shorts, and tennis shoes; he had just played (and won) and was changing when he realized he better get to roll call.
Dix was again promoted on November 11, 1981, to Sergeant Detective. He was assigned to the Street Vice Unit. A year later, Dix transferred to Patrol to finish his police career, where it all started. On May 12, 1983, Dix retired after 26 years of service.
After retirement, Dix worked for a movie production company. He drove motor homes to and from locations for various commercials and movie shoots. He was even part of the movie "Benji.". Dix and his wife would also travel; they went to Tahiti a couple of times and Australia.
Dix decided to move north to Guemes Island in 1986. He loved to row his boat out to fish, sit in the recliner, and watch the animals. He would feed them all and enjoy his view every day.
Dix is survived by daughters Mary Ke, Kathy, Teri, and sons Mark and Keith, as well as seven grandchildren and six great-grandchildren.
Al Rasmussen #1608, retired Seattle Police Lieutenant, passed away on Saturday, April 27, 2023, at ninety-four years of age.
Al was born in Sultan and grew up there until the age of 12, when he moved to his father's home in Seattle. While in high school, Al joined the Marine Corps Reserves. After graduation, he married his high school sweetheart, Ann, and he worked for Boeing for a time. Due to layoffs, Al lost his Boeing job, and he moved to San Francisco.
Not long after their move, the U.S. entered the Korean War. Al was immediately "pulled up" he never attended boot camp, he was put on a plane to Japan and then Korea to fight.
Al was assigned to the 1st Marine Division, which was a heavy-machine-gun platoon. After their amphibious landing at Inchon, the unit entered P'yongyang enroute to the Changjin (Chosin) Reservoir. Unbeknownst to them, the mountains held 120,000 Chinese soldiers who began their assault on the 19,000 U.S. troops.
Winter was brutal; They endured 17 days of -20°, sometimes -40° below. Food cans were frozen, and canteens too. Frostbite was common; besides the warfare, blood could freeze if not sweat. Soldiers died from frozen sweat. Their only way out was on a narrow gravel road to Hungnam, where allied ships awaited.
In an interview, Al recalled some "videotapes" he kept replaying in his mind. In one, he's in a foxhole, and the Chinese are running down the hill. His machine gun was pointed in the wrong direction. By the time he managed to turn it around, 30 to 60 seconds had elapsed. He kept thinking about the six Marines who were killed down below the foxhole. He said, "I was alone. It happened so fast. I didn't have time to think".
One thing was clear, a supply drop was needed. Nearly out of motor shells, the troops called for "Tootsie Rolls," their name for 60MM ammo but what was dropped was the candy. Although frozen, the sugar gave them energy and satisfied hunger. The troops realized that when the candy warmed up, they could use it like putty, they started patching bullet holes in the tank's hoses and other equipment to get out of there. After two weeks of fighting, they finally reached the sea, 70 miles away, with most of their dead, wounded, equipment, and the 100,000 North Korean civilians voting for freedom with their feet.
It's worth mentioning that Tootsie Roll Industries continues to support "The Chosin Few.” To this day, they maintain an annual mailing to each member, which includes a very large Tootsie Roll bank filled with hundreds of Tootsie Rolls, each box marked with "Tootsie Roll salutes the Chosin Few. We are proud to have been with you".
At some point in the war, Al was promoted to Sergeant. Al survived the grueling war with a Purple Heart and a Bronze Star. He suffered periodic numbness in his hands and feet, but he was proud to have fought against the forces of oppression.
After the war, Al was hired by the Seattle Engineering Department. However, he knew he wanted to be a police officer. Al was hired by SPD on January 3, 1955.
Al worked at the Georgetown Precinct, and by 1963 he was working in traffic when the Seattle Times wrote an article about Traffic automation (Traffic lights). Al was featured. The story stated this new automation will never replace the traditional "cop on the corner." There is a picture of Al directing traffic on Eastlake and Mercer Street, which was under heavy construction for the new (I-5) freeway. In 80 seconds, Al funneled 66 cars, 32 trucks, one street sweeper, and two city buses through the busy intersection. A passerby yelled at Al, "Hey, you deserve a purple heart" because it was so dangerous; Al yelled back, "Maybe I'll get one if I stay here long enough." When Al's wife was interviewed and told of the purple heart comment, her response was, "Oh, he already got one in Korea. He's quite a man, and don't think I don't know it".
In the Mid-1970s, Al worked in the Auto Theft squad; his partner was Phil Cruise #1287. He was then assigned to the Juvenile Unit and internal investigations.
Al attended the University of Puget Sound through the LEAP program and graduated with a Master's in public administration.
Al was later assigned to the Advanced Training Unit. The "video Training Unit" was created, and Al and Sgt. Randy Tibbs #3471 physically built the studio and control center in the old Glacier High School over a weekend, on their own time. All the department training videos were made for roll calls, academy training, and, eventually, state training.
Al implemented the "shoot no shoot" simulator training; this was an interactive multi-screen combination audio/video training.
Al never let rank get to him; even as he rose through the ranks, he would help at scenes right alongside his officers. He fought for the "right thing," including standing his ground with a Major to save an officer from being fired.
Al was a member and eventually the Captain of the Department's Marching Drill Team. This group oversaw many events, parades, and funeral services and acted as pallbearers. They marched in President Kennedy's Inaugural parade, the New York World's Fair, and many other large-scale events. Unfortunately, after 48 years, in 1982, the team's budget had been cut, and the group disbanded.
Al retired after 30 years of service on August 14, 1985. He was appointed as the Chief of the Tacoma Parks District. This was a police unit; however, it was not part of the Tacoma Police Department like it is today.
Al stayed active in his community when not in the garden growing tomatoes. Al was a member of the Veteran's Association, a N.W. Chapter of "The Chosen Few" was created, and he went on to become the vice president. He started a PTSD program that continues to this day for all military members.
In 1993, Al and his wife both raised funds by traveling in his car, gaining statewide support to raise the $320,000 needed to construct the Korean War Veteran's Memorial in Olympia.
In 1997 the Tahoma National Cemetery opened, and Al was there as part of the Cemetery Support Group, later becoming the Vice President and Chairman. He volunteered for over 25 years at Tahoma.
Al loved to fish, putter in the garden (he ate a green salad before dinner every night), and travel during retirement. Traveling around the state with the Elk's R.V. Club. Twice he went back to Korea; visited Hawaii, Washington DC, and several other locations.
In 2017, his wife of 69 years, Ann. Passed away. Al is survived by his daughter Virginia, son James and two granddaughters.
Doug E. Carlson #6121, retired Seattle police officer, passed away on April 19,2023, at 64 years of age.
Doug was born in Wichita, Kansas. His family moved several times, including Mercer Island, Washington. Doug attended Arcadia High School in California, where he excelled in varsity basketball. Nicknamed "Cat" for his fluid stride on the court, he formed many lifelong friends. Doug graduated in 1977 and then attended community college while working as a self-taught restaurant cook.
Doug taught himself to play guitar and was an aspiring country music writer. In 1981, Doug packed up and headed to Nashville. He sold a song and had been contemplating the future. Doug then enlisted in the US Air Force. He was based near his grandmother's residence at McConnell AFB in Wichita, Kansas. As a Senior Airman, Doug worked Life Support with the 384th Air Refueling Wing. After four years, Doug embarked on another journey, bicycling the two thousand one hundred miles from Wichita, Kansas, to Sequim, Washington, where he would reunite with his parents, who had retired and opened a gift shop.
Once near Seattle, Doug moved to Queen Anne and worked as a bank teller at Seafirst Bank. One day, a customer came in and caught his eye. Three years later, Esa and Doug married.
Doug knew he did not want to climb the corporate ladder; while discussing various interests in jobs, his wife encouraged him to take a career test. Law enforcement stood out, and by 1991, Doug was working as a Correctional Officer at Monroe Prison. Doug did not want to be in prison for the rest of his career, so along with the other hundreds of people testing in the 1990s, Doug would test with 20 different agencies. Doug's perseverance paid off when Seattle hired him on August 4, 1995.
Doug graduated with Academy Class #437. Other academy mates included Len Carver #6118, Ryan Long #6123, and Doug Jorgensen #6122. Doug stood out as the fastest runner in the academy class, running seven miles a day during the week and 13 miles daily on the weekend.
Doug started in Patrol at the South Precinct working first watch. Later, Doug was part of the original staffing for the SW Precinct. Doug's academy mate, Doug Jorgenson, was also assigned here and this is where the nickname "Doug the Good" came from. Doug trained and became an FTO. He enjoyed training and teaching new officers but after 24 years of service, on February 28, 2019, Doug retired.
During retirement, Doug enjoyed vacationing. Cruises throughout the Mediterranean, Caribbean, Mexico, and Hawaii were enjoyed as a family, but Doug's favorite type of trip was a good old-fashioned road trip. Spontaneous or planned, Doug enjoyed learning local histories, the various histories of small towns, and about Washington's historical places. Doug still enjoyed cooking meals, showing his talents, either learned or self-taught, when he would upgrade or maintain his family's home and rental properties.
Doug is survived by his wife Esa, son Rory, father Gerald, and sisters Joni and Amy.
Written by Stephanie Coleman
Police Pension Office
David Severance #2381, retired Seattle police patrol officer, passed away Tuesday, April 11, 2023, at 79 years of age.
Dave was born into a military family. He moved around a lot, however, his family always considered Seattle to be home. His father Dave was a Marine who retired as a colonel. During World War II he served as the commanding officer of Easy Company, 2nd Battalion, 28th Marines and led his company in the battle of Iwo Jima including raising the U.S. flag atop Mount Suribachi.
Dave graduated high school in Colorado in 1961 and moved to Seattle to attend the University of Washington. Following in his father’s footsteps, he joined the Marine Reserves right out of high school and served for seven years while studying Commercial and Advertising Art.
Dave was hired as a Police Cadet on December 16, 1963, having just returned from basic training with the US Marine Corps Reserves. Dave would rise to the rank of Platoon Sergeant.
After graduating with a BA in Commercial Art, Dave was hired on the department on July 20, 1966. Dave’s uncle, Vic Heins #1882 was already on the department and together they would later convince his brother, Mike #2866 to test with SPD. Dave attended academy class #51 along with Gordie Barnett #2561, Bill Hebert #2364, Mike Chartrand #2556, Roy Burt #2574, and Fred Kilmer #2573.
In 1967, Dave was dispatched to a disturbance call and then was shot at by a rifle, the bullet missed his head by mere inches. About a year later while patrolling the same area, Dave and his partner, Nils Seth #2803 were ambushed from a heavily wooded area and Dave was hit with three pellets from a shotgun, one in each shoulder and another in the back of head. Nils suffered a single pellet wound to the upper back.
In 1980, while on Patrol he noticed a young man on the outside railing of the Aurora Bridge. Dave approached the young man and talked to him at length. The young man suddenly released the railing, but Dave quickly reacted, and he grabbed the man’s clothing and pulled him over the rail to the sidewalk. Dave was assigned as a defensive tactic’s instructor in the academy but eventually transferred back into Patrol. After thirty years of service, Dave retired on March 1, 1994.
After retirement, Dave taught Criminal Justice at Shoreline Community College, and enjoyed riding his motorcycle. Dave decided to move to Leavenworth and embraced his new community by getting involved in civic matters, meeting others by serving on boards, clubs and he was instrumental in many city festivals and fundraising activities. Dave was a member of the Chelan County Sheriff’s Advisory Committee and chairing the annual Police Week ceremony in Wenatchee. Dave also began what really became a second career as Father Christmas. During the holidays you could find Dave wandering around town in his long robe and walking staff bringing smiles to everyone’s faces, posing for pictures, or listening to the children and what gifts they wanted Santa to bring. Dave especially loved playing St. Nicolas at the Annual Christmas Tree Lightings. These two roles brought Dave immense joy for 22 years.
Dave was predeceased by his brother, Mike #2866. He is survived by his twin sister Lynn, his children Tracy, Kelly, and David as well as four grandchildren
Kenneth Baker #2325
, Retired Seattle Police Officer, passed away on April 3, 2023, at 83 years of age.
Ken was born and raised in Enumclaw. Throughout his school years, he had a passion for sports, excelling in baseball and football. Ken earned himself a scholarship to the University of Washington, where Ken proudly played for the Huskies. He completed his education and football career at Olympic University.
In 1959, Ken joined the Marines and, after his tour, was hired by SPD on Ken was hired on March 4, 1963, Class #47 along with Gunnar Otness #2149, Jim Street #2353, Larry Bodvin# 1957, Gail Richardson #2344, and William Taylor #2183.
In 1969 Ken was injured in an off-duty incident at a drive-in while attempting to arrest a suspect. Two subjects inside the backseat of a car grabbed Ken and held onto him, and he was dragged several feet, let go of, and knocked unconscious, injuring his back, knees, and legs.
Due to his injuries, Ken retired from both the SPD and the Marine Reserves. However, he returned to UW to pursue a degree in forestry.
Ken found his niche in various security roles, including backroad security for Weyerhaeuser, serving as a student supervisor at Meadowdale High School, and providing security for CRISTA Ministries.
Ken enjoyed camping and fishing, sharing outdoor adventures and nature. Along the way, Ken discovered a passion for gunsmithing.
On July 15, 1985, Ken married his loving wife, Nancy. They loved backroad adventures, working in the garden, and taking daily walks with their dog.
Ken is predeceased by his son Scott and is survived by his wife Nancy, son Jason, daughter Lisa, and four grandchildren.
Rodney Jackson #1196, Retired Seattle Police Bomb Squad Lieutenant, passed away on March 8, 2023, at 95 years of age.
Rod was born and raised in Glendora, CA., where his family ran a security business. He enlisted in the Army, was stationed at Ft. Lewis, and fell in love with Seattle.
Rod and his high school sweetheart Ouita moved to Seattle after getting married. Rod was a gas station attendant before working at Boeing. He had always considered being a police officer, so he took the test. Only ten percent of the 300 candidates passed. Rod was hired on February 26, 1951, with a monthly starting wage of $235.00. Rod was in Academy Class #25 along with Bob Dempsey #1146, Elmer Wittman #1145, Bob Hirschberg #1149, and Vern Thomas #1205, to name a few.
Rod was assigned to a prowl car with Duane Gelhoff #1312. In late 1959, while working West Central, they arrested a stick-up artist who fled the robbery scene in a taxi. When they booked the suspect, Rod sang Elvis’s current hit tune, “Jailhouse Rock.”
In 1963, while filming “It Happened at the World’s Fair” starring Elvis, Rod was an extra in the movie as one of the police officers chasing Elvis around the Seattle Center Fountain.
Rod was promoted to Detective on July 3, 1961, and assigned to the General Investigations Unit. He was then promoted to Sergeant on February 16, 1968. In June 1969, Seattle led the country in bombings. Schools, telephone company buildings, power stations, and businesses were all targeted. There was no distinguishable pattern to the 28 bombings, except that dynamite was the primary ingredient. These bombings had caused half a million dollars in damage, most of which was minor structural damage until the bombing of the UW Administration Building. The blast blew a crater in the floor and caused $290,000 in damage. By 1976, the investigation was still ongoing. The George “Jackson Brigade” had claimed responsibility for these bombings, but it appears there were never charges for the crimes.
Rod was promoted to Detective Sergeant in the newly created Bomb Squad on April 19, 1972, and later promoted to Lieutenant within the Squad. Rod was one of the “Three Musketeers,” consisting of Vern Thomas #1205 and John Dinse #1520. However, he also was close to his neighbors, which included Dix Baker #1760, Dean Murphy #2068, and Jim Taggart #2207.
In March 1982, Rod, JJ Jankauskas #2729, and Danny Barrett #2948 responded to a bank robbery in which a teller had a bomb secured to his leg by the suspect. JJ removed the bomb, wrapped it in several telephone books, and placed it in a bomb basket. Rod had told JJ and Danny not to get the bomb trailer, as it would take too long to get to the scene. They would transport the bomb to the range, maintaining radio silence. On the way to the range, police radio relentlessly kept trying to raise them. Rod told Danny to answer, and when Barrett keyed the mic, the bomb exploded. Instantly the car was filled with confetti from the phone books, inhibiting their sight and hearing. Weeks later, Danny arrested the suspect, a Canadian that had used the same method to rob other banks. Barrett never recovered his hearing and retired. JJ stayed on with impaired hearing. On August 27, 1983, Rod retired after 32 years of service and went on to serve as the Aide to King County Sheriff Vern Thomas, a long-time friend and fellow academy mate.
In 1987, Rod officially retired from working. He was an avid reader of mysteries, crime novels and had collected thousands of vinyl records. He loved country music, especially the steel guitar, and traveled to many cities for concerts.
As a historical side note, if you look near the recovered explosives area at the range, you can still see the results from some disposed flare gun rounds. Some Bomb Squad Detectives had dug a hole through the flare rounds and tossed them in the fire pit. The rounds went off and flew in all directions, causing several grassfires. The nearby fire department saw the smoke and responded to put out the flames.
Rod is survived by his daughter Denise, Son Cecil; three grandchildren, three great-grandchildren, and a beloved dog named Bitsey.
William Fenkner #2482, Retired Seattle Police Sergeant Patrol, passed away Saturday, March 4, 2023, at 89 years of age.
Bill was born in Stockton, California. His family relocated to the Rainier Valley. After graduating from Franklin High School, Bill enlisted in the US Marine Corps. Bill was deployed to Korea and served as a recon Marine, earning two purple hearts and several commendations. Bill continued as a Marine Reservist until 1972. He then enlisted in the U.S. Air Force. Serving as a reservist in the Air Force Office of Special Investigations (AFOSI).
When Bill returned from the war, he started a family and settled in the Renton area. He started working as a taxicab driver and moved on to Boeing as a computer operator.
Bill joined SPD on May 10, 1965, and was assigned to Academy Class #49 along with John P. Sullivan #2184, John Erickson #2446, William Wald #2488, Ken Starkweather # 2441, and Bernie Miller #2454. Later, his brother, Al Fenkner #2783, would join him in the department.
On April 1, 1968, Bill was assigned to Motorcycles, where he was a proud member of the Drill Team. Two years later, on July 13, 1970, Bill was promoted to Detective and assigned to the Juvenile Unit. In December 1971, Bill caught the case of the “Great Lutefisk Heist.” A group of teens had stolen 30 pounds of the delicacy, which was being prepared for the Annual Lutefisk Eating Contest in Poulsbo. Bill tracked down the juveniles who led him to the missing fish and saved the day!
Through the Seattle Pacific University LEAP program, Bill earned his bachelor’s and master’s degrees in public administration.
On May 30, 1980, Bill was again promoted to Sergeant and stayed in the Juvenile Unit. Over the next ten years, Bill would serve on the Police Pension Board and as a board member of the Sergeant’s Association. In March 1991, Bill returned to patrol at the West Precinct, and on September 22, 1993, Bill decided it was time to retire. After 28 years of service with Seattle, he officially retired from the Military and the Police Department.
Bill loved to travel; he loved reading, mostly history or biographies, and spending time with his grandkids. Bill did not miss one school or sporting event.
Bill was a humble man with full-sized cabinets packed with awards and letters of commendation for his many successes, which were discovered after his passing.
Bill is survived by his wife of 31 years, Christine; brothers Al and Donald; sister Kathleen; daughters Laurie and Lisa; stepson Eric; nine grandchildren; and two great-grandchildren.
Thomas Bacon #5144, Retired Seattle Police Patrol Officer, passed away on February 19, 2023, at 67 years of age.
Tom was born in Reno, Nevada, and raised in Hermosa Beach, California. After graduating high school, he attended a LA Trade Tech school for typesetting. He then went to work for a printing company.
Tom had always thought about being a cop. When he moved to Washington, he set that goal and settled in Kent to raise his family.
Tom was hired by the Pacific Police Department and entered Class #183 on May 6, 1983. Some of his Seattle PD Classmates were Seth Dietrich #4901, Mike Nolan #4903, and Joe Fewell #4896.
Almost immediately, Tom lateraled to Des Moines Police Department. Tom worked there for approximately three years, then was hired by Seattle PD on March 25, 1987. Tom was assigned to the East Precinct.
In 1989, Tom conducted a routine traffic stop in Holly Park and was shot in the pelvis at point-blank range but was still able to fire off five rounds at the fleeing gunman before radioing for assistance. The 31-year-old suspect was armed with a .45 caliber semi-auto pistol and an Uzi-style assault weapon. Tom broadcasted the suspect's description and direction of travel and warned passersby to take cover. Dan Bracher #5098 and Gary McNulty #3170 arrived and found Tom calmly directing officers. The suspect was apprehended under a plastic pool in a nearby backyard by Don Smith #4258 and K-9 Richter.
Because our office does not have records for LEOFF2 officers, we cannot list all of Tom's positions. We were able to confirm the places mentioned. In the 1990s, Tom was assigned to the Traffic DUI Squad. Later, he worked at the North Precinct.
In 2003, Tom reconnected with a high school sweetheart, Sandy. They married in 2006.
On August 9, 2011, Tom was assigned as a Detective in the Traffic Collision Investigation Unit, where he worked for over eight years. It was time for a change, and Tom returned to the DUI Squad. On December 1, 2021, Tom retired after almost 38 collective years of service.
After retirement, Tom and Sandy moved to Ocean Shores, where they joined a bowling league and the Elks Lodge. Tom could often be found tending the bar and volunteering. He had recently been elected as the Elk's secretary. Tom attended the Mariner's Spring Training in Peoria, Arizona, for several years. Another annual vacation was planned for a Mariner's series in a new city so they could enjoy a new location and other baseball fans! Tom enjoyed camping, boating the lake on the pontoon boat, playing his guitar, and cruising the world. In January, he and Sandy enjoyed a Mexican Riviera cruise.
Dan Cameron #2192, Retired Seattle Police Patrol Sergeant, passed away on February 11, 2023, at 89 years of age. No lawful beneficiary is intact at the time of death. He had 27 years of service.
Dan was born in Butte, Montana. His family relocated briefly to Sitka, Alaska, and eventually settled in Ballard.
Dan attended Ballard High School and was the pitcher on the baseball team when they won the State Championship. Dan left high school and lied about his age to enlist in the National Guard. It was here that he got interested in policing.
Before becoming a police officer, Dan was encouraged by a friend to purchase rental properties. He bought his first home in Roosevelt, remodeled it, and rented out the rooms.
On October 2, 1961, Dan was hired and assigned to Academy class #44, some of his classmates include Don Vert #2168, Larry Grout #2167, Dale Douglas #2159, Roy Skagen #2204, and Auggie Zampardo #2200.
Assignment history is sparse, but we could piece together that in early 1965, Dan was assigned to the North Precinct. By late 1965, he was working downtown. He was promoted to Sergeant on July 8, 1975, and worked at West Precinct.
It is noted that Dan was one of the last officers to drive three-wheelers. He made sergeant and at one time ended up as 2 Robert, working second watch out of Georgetown. He was a great leader who created squad unity.
The 1960s and ’70s were a busy decade for Dan. He volunteered as a Seafair Pirate, obtained his Marine and Pilot licenses, and traveled for a fast-pitch baseball team. In the 1970s, Dan started pitching for the “Seattle Red” along with Buzzy Katzer #; the team lasted for over 20 years with
By 1983 Dan was certified as a master diver and assigned to the Harbor Patrol Unit. On November 27, 1985, Dan was assigned to the South Precinct and retired on December 31, 1988, after 27 years of service.
Not one to sit around after retirement, Dan purchased a limo service and later purchased the “Palace Restaurant” in Winthrop, WA, where he ran the hotel and restaurant. He sold in 2008.
Dan was an avid golfer who loved to travel. He had over 35 timeshares. He golfed all over the world, including Scotland and England. He could be found in places such as Mexico, Las Vegas, Florida, New Orleans, etc. He sailed to Alaska and Hawaii. He loved sports and traveled to watch four Olympic Games, many Superbowl’s, Final Four, and Masters Golf Tournaments, and last year went to the Indy 500 by himself.
Dan showed up at a RAP meeting a few weeks before his passing. He would be in and out of Washington as the wind blew. Dan was busy living life!
Dan is survived by his nephew Steve and longtime partner of 60 years, Carole.
Dick Hume #2223, Retired Seattle Police Detective Sergeant, passed away on February 10, 2023, at 89 years of age.
Dick was born in Kelso, Washington, and graduated from Longview High School. After graduating from Longview High School, Dick earned his AA Degree in theatre. Dick enlisted in the Air Force. His MOU was Administration Clerk. He was stationed in many places, but the most memorable was Texas. He had his first leave and wanted to go home to see his parents, so he hitchhiked from Texas to Longview!
After leaving the Air Force, Dick used the GI Bill to study theatre at the University of Washington where he majored in Foreign Trade. He loved to sing and perform in the theatre. He was cast in the operetta “The Fortune Teller” as Lt. Almir. He met his future bride, Joan, at the UW.
Dick was hired on February 26, 1962, and assigned to Academy Class #45 along with Al Terry #2243, Craig Vandeputte #2246, Wendell DeBoer #2230, John Boren #2235, and Pat Dempsey #2219, to name a few.M/
Dick was promoted to Detective on January 12, 1970, and worked in various units, including IIS, Burglary Theft, and the Checks & Forgery Unit.
Through the LEAP program, Dick attended the University of Puget Sound, where he earned his bachelor’s degree in criminal justice.
Dick was quite the athlete. He was in the department’s ski and running clubs, and he also ran marathons. Dick enjoyed golf and was on a soccer team into his early 60’s.
Dick worked many events, both at the Seattle Center and the Kingdome. He especially loved working on Sounder’s games. The whitecap fans plagued him as they would jump onto the field so Dick would have to chase them. He never caught the young kids, but he enjoyed chasing them as much as they enjoyed teasing him. The kids would specifically ask what area Dick was working in, so they find him.
Once assigned to the Seattle Center, a suspect took off on foot from Dick, and the chase was on. Dick chased down this young suspect from the Ice Arena to the East of Dexter. The kid was no match for Dick!
Dick was promoted to Sergeant on May 19, 1977, and assigned to the North Precinct. Where he was described as a great Sergeant. After 37 years of service, Dick retired on March 12, 1999.
Dick enjoyed working; he volunteered for the Kirkland Fire Department and started working security at the King County Courthouse for the next ten years before deciding it was time to officially retire.
Dick is survived by his wife of 61 years, Joan; his daughter Rachel; son Matt; and five grandchildren.
Gary Fowler #2920, Retired Seattle Police Detective, passed away on January 5, 2023, at 82 years of age.
Gary was born in Centralia but grew up in Seattle. After graduating from Highline High School, Gary enlisted in the Navy and became a Seabee. He was stationed at Lake Mead Naval Base, Las Vegas. This is where he met and married his wife, Virginia. Gary was later attached to the MP Shore Patrol in Port Hueneme, California, and served five years in the Navy and then returned to Seattle. He worked as an Electrician and later for Bethlehem Steel.
A neighbor, who was a trooper, encouraged Gary to apply. Gary had enjoyed his time on shore patrol and thought, why not!? SPD hired Gary on May 21, 1968. He entered Academy Class #56 along with John Mason #2884, Mark Amundson #2895, John Reynolds #2889, Frances Trudeau #2897, and Ken Baggen #2523.
Gary was promoted to Detective on January 12, 1972, and was assigned to Burglary. Shortly after, he was assigned to Robbery and later transferred to Checks & Forgery. During this time, he also attended Puget Sound University and earned his BA Degree in Public Administration.
Gary was a proud SPD Marching Drill Team member, performing alongside Dan Melton #2711, John Gray #2629, Gary Greenbaum #2668 and Dan Engle #2777. This group performed in many long-standing parades in Vancouver, San Francisco, Victoria, and Seafair.
Gary was assigned to Homicide and was partnered with Dan Melton. During the 1983 Wah Mee Massacre. Sgt. Don Cameron #2058 told Gary and Dan to head up to HMC to talk to the lone survivor, who was getting prepped for surgery. Once they arrived, they threw scrubs on and entered the OR. The survivor was very challenging to understand and kept repeating the same word. Gayle Richardson #2344 and Wayne Plumb #2674 were in the office working, and one of their assigned cases was a recent double homicide involving two women; the suspects were Willie Mak and Benjamin Ng. When Dan & Gary returned to the Homicide Unit, the four detectives discussed the case and listened to the tape recording; the word was a name. By 0730, Dan and Gary were at Willie Mak's parents' house. Willie happened to call, and his parents handed the phone to Dan Melton, who told him to "just come home," "Just get over here, your parents are upset and need you to come home," and hung up. A short time later, Willie arrived and was booked.
Benjamin Ng was arrested via location information plied by Bernie Lau #3354, but Tony Ng proved more elusive; After 500+ days, Gary and FBI agents extradited Tony from Calgary, Alberta.
In another interesting case which was assigned to Dan Engle #2777, Gary and Dan were sent to find the gun used by a female assassin who had shot the intended victim, and threw the gun in a nearby dumpster. Gary and Dan went to the collection center, determined where to search, and dove in; They had found the gun in less than five minutes. The suspect was arrested as she was boarding a plane at SeaTac. Ann Rule referred to them as the "Garbage Can Detectives" in one of her novels.
Gary had been heavily involved in the Chinatown area after the Wah Mee Massacre. He was trusted by many in the community. During this time, there had been a large influx of gang activity. The "Asian Gang Task Force" was created, and Gary was the Detective assigned to the unit. This small unit later evolved into the Gang Unit as the Bloods and Crips came to Seattle.
Gary's last ten years were spent in the Organized Criminal Intelligence Unit, working alongside Jack Kriney #2990 and Lt. Bob Holter #1993. Before he retired on June 2, 1993, Gary said he had the good fortune to have worked with good people like Dan Melton, John Gray, Joe Sanford, Bill Moffatt, Joe Lam, and Charlie McClure.
Retirement brought many adventures for Gary and his wife. They loved to travel and spent many winters in Kauai, Hawaii. In addition, they enjoyed travels to Alaska, the Mediterranean, the Mexican Riviera, China, and the Panama Canal. Another favorite pastime was attending live theater on their annual trip to Ashland, Oregon, for the Shakespeare Festival or a local community theater.
Gary was a friendly, outgoing person who never really knew strangers; they were just friends he hadn't met yet.
Gary is survived by his wife of 62 years, Virginia; his daughter Kim and son Kyle, three grandchildren; and many more who were either born into the family or acquired family.
Dennis Hossfeld #4401, Retired Seattle Police Officer, passed away on January 10, 2023, at 77 years of age.
Dennis was born in Enid, Oklahoma. His family moved around often as his father was in the Air Force. His freshman through Junior years were spent at Ernest Harmon Air Force Base in Newfoundland. Dennis graduated from high school in Chippakee Falls, Massachusetts.
Dennis’ family had built a home in Arizona when Dennis was a toddler. This is where he returned to attend Northern Arizona State University and joined Sigma Nu Fraternity. Dennis’ Dad told him to “pick a major, or I’m pulling your tuition money.” Dennis’ roommate was a criminal justice major, so Dennis chose it as his Major. Dennis met his future wife, Tath, at school via a mutual friend. Dennis graduated with a BS in Criminal Justice.
Dennis was hired at Costa Mesa Police Department in June 1968. He served in many capacities,
including Canine, Civil disorder, Fraud, Vice, and auto theft. Dennis vacationed in Seattle many times and decided to move. Dennis was hired by SPD on April 16, 1980. His first assignment was working at South Precinct, Georgetown, with Bruce Wind #3995 as his first partner.
From about 1982 to 1992, Dennis was a member of the Board of Directors from 1982 until 1992.
From 1985 until 1987, Dennis was assigned to the Academy as a TAC officer under Captain Mike Germann #2714. He then transferred to Auto Theft. In 1988, Dennis was awarded the “3M Vehicle Theft Investigators Award”. He had discovered a chop shop netting 27 vehicles totaling $400,000, and the twelve suspects were convicted of 27 felony charges.
In 1993, Auto Theft was rampant in Seattle. Captain Dan Oliver #3127 was in Major Crimes and was tasked with reducing this problem. Dan assigned Dennis, and along with other detectives, extensively reducing auto theft rates throughout the greater region.
Dennis then returned to Auto Theft, but in 1998, the problem crept up again. Dennis and others broke up another international auto theft ring, recovering 50 cars and netting 20 felony convictions. Dennis received the National Auto Theft Investigator of the Year Achievement Award.
The Auto Theft Squad would get together for what Dennis called “Walk About Friday.” Dennis along with Gary Lindell #2464, Jon Olson #3484, Hiro Yamashita #4549, Paul Suguro #4452, and Sgt Gordy Vanrooy #3065 would walk and talk and have a meal together.
Dennis was a proud member of the SPD Bowling Team along with Jules Werner #3276, Jerry Fernandez #3808, Dick Rovig #1920, Nick Bulpin #2185, and Chris Wrede #4294.
Dennis finished his career in the Auto Theft Unit on January 31, 2012, after 31 years of service.
Dennis loved to travel anywhere his son was stationed in his retirement years, resulting in
many Hawaiian vacations. He enjoyed snow skiing, water rafting, canoeing in the Colorado River, and camping. Dennis wanted to help find a solution for the dropout rate of Camp Fire girls, to encourage the girls to stay on, Dennis became what some would call a “den mother” and alongside all the Camp Fire girls, Dennis took English Riding lessons!
Dennis held the RAP President title from 2014 to 2015 and always enjoyed seeing fellow retirees.
In 2001, Tath registered Dennis up for his first 3-Day Breast Cancer Walk. Little did Dennis know it was a 60-mile walk. He was hooked from the start and continued his participation for eight more years! Dennis sustained an ankle injury on one of the walks but still wanted to support the cause, so he rode bike support for a while. He then progressed to crew member status for the next five years; You could spot Dennis wearing a pink bra and tutu, supporting everyone alongside around him.
Dennis is predeceased by his brother Tom, whom he had a lifelong competition with, so much so that when Dennis passed, his son Chris remarked that he could hear Uncle Tom say to Dad, “But I got here first!”.
Dennis is survived by his wife of 54 years, Tath, their son Chris, two granddaughters, and many.
loved ones.
Dick Rovig #1920, retired Seattle Police Detective, passed away on January 1, 2023, at 88 years of age.
Dick was born and raised in Seattle and graduated from Lincoln High School. He went to work with Boeing and eventually started working alongside his dad on a troopship transporting GIs to Korea via Yokohama and Okinawa. Dick saw the writing on the wall and knew he would be drafted, so Dick volunteered for a two-year stint in the Army. He completed basic training at Fort Carson, Colorado, and advanced in armor training at Fort Knox, Kentucky. Dick could drive a Patton Tank before he could drive a car legally!
Once Dick was honorably discharged in 1957, he started working as a trainee in the ocean marine insurance business. He married and returned to work at Boeing, where he began contributing to the employee newsletter. The big buzz around was the World’s Fair was coming, and Seattle Police were hiring, so Dick took the test.
Dick entered class #40 alongside Jim Johnson #1979, Carolyn Byron #1853, Jim Philbrick #1932, Kay Kemmis #1886, Frank McGlothlin #1929, and Dean Olsen #1893. He carpooled to classes with Charlie Lindblom #1890, Nat Crawford #1931, and Vic Heins #1882.
Dick’s first assignment was to Patrol downtown, first watch relief. He eventually transferred to Wallingford Station. The department drove ’57 Chevys or ’58 Fords. Most were refurbished from the Engineering Department fleet.
Dick was ready for more challenges, so he transferred to Special Enforcement. This squad was recognized by Chief Frank Ramon #641 for multiple on-view felony arrests. Dick asked to move to three-wheelers and later to Accident Investigations, called the Traffic Special Detail.
Dick had always worked part-time in the family grocery business in Magnolia and was persuaded to resign and go full-time into the grocery business. With the help of Captain Carl Reinbolt #401 and Lt. Lyle LaPointe, Dick returned to police work 11 months after his resignation.
In 1967, Dick was appointed to the SPOG Board of Directors vacant position by Wayne Larkin #1352. Needing a way to communicate with members involving local and state law enforcement, Dick reflected on his love of journalism in High School and at Boeing. So, on November 12, 1971, Dick started “The Guardian.”
In the early ’70s, Dick went to community Relations under Captain Bill Rhodes #1142, becoming known as the “Voice of the Seattle Police Department.” The unit had purchased a “Code a-phone,” a telephone answering device. It was Dick’s job to record police news, traffic conditions, and miscellaneous information for public dissemination. News stations would call and play the recordings over the air. Dick signed off each recording with “This is Dick Rovig, Public Information, Seattle Police.”
Dick worked in Criminal Investigations Admin Unit, handling research for then Bureau Chief (Chief) Bob Hanson #899, and eventually went back to Patrol, working 2N2 under Sgt. Craig VandePutte #2246 and took the Detective test.
On June 6, 1973, Dick married Patsy. He kept busy on his days off with volunteering for various activities, including serving as Treasurer for SPAA, co-chair of a few Police Balls, being President of the Golf Association, and putting on GRAM events, to name just a few projects.
Around 1975, Dick was assigned as a Detective to the Juvenile Unit with Sgt Bob Davis #1758. In 1982, Dick ran for Guild President and served in that role from 1982 to 1984. Dick remained Editor of The Guardian until his retirement on November 15, 1989, and continued as Editor Emeritus until approximately 2009.
Shortly after his retirement, Dick was appointed to the RSPOA Board. He was named Editor of the Washington Policeman/Police Officer, the Washington State Council of Police officers, now WACOPS Quarterly magazine.
In 2022, Dick moved into an Assisted Living Facility; not one to sit around, Dick created a newsletter and published a daily crossword puzzle for all residents.
Dick worked tirelessly and volunteered thousands of hours to improve benefits, pay, and working conditions that still exist today because of his leadership. This does not include the countless hours volunteering to create or edit newspapers and chairing and managing events, golfing trips, and fun family events for all.
Dick is survived by his wife of 49 years, Patsy, their five children, Kelly, Lynn, Ted, Mark, and Joon, and five grandchildren.
John Mason #2884, Retired Seattle Police Assistant Chief passed away on January 1, 2023, at 79 years of age.
John was born in Shuqualak, Mississippi. His family moved to Omaha, Nebraska, and he graduated from Central High School. John was drafted into the US Army and served at Fort Lewis for approximately two years. When his military time was close to the end, he applied to Seattle PD. The military had a six-month early release provision, so he was discharged from the army then hired on April 23, 1968.
John was in Academy #56 along with, John Nordlund #2909, Gary Lindell #2464, Al Lima #2898, Wes Ferris #2908, Alex Thole #2521, Ken Baggen #2523, and Jerry Smith #2876, to name a few.
After the academy, John briefly went to Patrol in the Central Precinct working with new hire Dan Oliver #3127. Then he worked in Traffic Enforcement and Motorcycles for the next three years.
One night in April 1972, John went dancing at a club in Everett. This is where he met his future wife, Shirley. They married seven months later.
In 1973, John went to 1st Watch South; his squad included lifelong friends Dale Drain #2967 and Les Yeager #2436. They patrolled the Rainier Valley area.
Even after retirement, this South precinct group and many others that started long ago still get together for coffee once a week.
On October 5, 1977, John was promoted to Sergeant. He obtained a degree from the University of Puget Sound through the LEAP program. John’s family was growing, and they enjoyed camping. There were many camping trips between other friends including with the family of Ron Sylve #3537.
In October 1980, John was promoted to Lieutenant and worked alongside Major Joe Tolliver #1901 in the Community Service Officer program.
John was promoted to Captain on March 31, 1992 and assigned to the Gang Unit where he had Lt. Emett Kelsie #2794 by his side. Lt. Kelsie was talking with John in his office when the phone rang, and it was an Assistant Chief. As the conversation progressed, so did the volume. When John loudly told the A/Chief, “You can do whatever you want, just transfer me out,” Emett pulled the handset out of John’s hands and said, “Hi, hi, can I help you Chief?” As John’s obituary states, “John stood tall” and always had his unit and personnel’s best interest at heart. John’s next assignment was Vice prior to returning to the South Precinct as the Precinct Captain on April 6, 1994.
John earned the nickname “Cheap John” in his early years. A title he wore like a badge of honor! John was talented at finding deals and doing intensive research to get the best deal. It is widely known that Dan Oliver #3127 and John would go to lunch, when the bill arrived, the standoff started, as did many laughs.
In mid-1997, John was promoted to Assistant Chief and one of his units was Training, with Les Yeager #2436 again by his side. A year or so later, when the official word came that the Public Safety Building would be replaced by a new Justice Center, the department assigned A/Chief Mason to function as the liaison for the planning, architecture, construction, and opening. Groundbreaking took place just after John retired on April 14, 1999, with 31 years of service.
After settling on travel as his next vocation, John researched, found deals, and set sail on cruises. John and Shirley traveled extensively with Dale #2967 and Tina #4186 Drain, as well as Les #2436 and Gail Yeager. They visited throughout the Caribbean, sailed trans-Atlantic a couple of times, and saw the likes of Dubai, Israel, Europe, and Africa, including a safari in Zambia, Zimbabwe, and Botswana. John’s last cruise was a few weeks prior to his passing.
John is survived by his wife of 50 years, Shirley; his daughter Jennifer; son Kim and many loved ones, both family and friends.