2024 Last Ring Notifications

Danny Barrett #2948, retired Seattle police detective, passed away on Thursday May 16, 2024, at 82 years of age.

Danny was born and raised in Glendora, California. He grew up attending Cub Scouts and later Boy Scouts, and developed a passion for fishing at an early age. As Danny got older, he maintained a paper route and raised rabbits to sell. At the age of 17, he enlisted in the Navy and went to boot camp, where he trained as a Naval Boiler Technician. Danny served on the USS Sacramento and spent nine months in Vietnam. After eight years in the military, he returned to Bremerton on the USS Lindy McCormick. Immediately following his naval service, he joined the Army Reserve as a Drill Sergeant.

Danny had a young family and began working at a local dive shop, making diving suits. One day, he saw an advertisement for SPD and decided to apply. SPD called him immediately, inviting him to take a physical test the next day. He showed up in sweatpants and successfully passed the test. Afterward, they asked if he could stay to take his oral boards right then and there. Despite being dressed in sweatpants, he was given a pending job offer. On July 23, 1968, Danny was hired and assigned to Academy Class #57, along with Ty Kane #2977, Pat Powers #2951, Gary Weyers #2939, Ken Jakobsen #2963, Gene Hunt #2592, Ross Carmen #2976, Vern McRae #2978, Ron Kuehner #2952, and Rick Day #2959.

Once out of the academy, Danny spent the next five years in Patrol. Additionally, he was part of the SPD Pistol team and TAC Squad. In 1974, he was assigned as an Academy Instructor teaching defensive tactics. It didn’t take him long to realize that some were lacking in fighting skills; so, he invited anyone who wanted to, to stay after the regular day and get some extra training in. One of those students, from Tukwila PD was a one-man squad on graveyard shift three months later, when a fight broke out at the Riverside Inn. Dean Shirey #5585 made the mistake of trying to break up the fight and ended up putting out a help the officer. Fortunately, Seattle PD showed up and by the time it was over Dean stood in the parking lot wondering where all the cops went!  To this day Dean doesn’t know who to thank, but he credits Danny’s training as the only reason he didn’t end up in the hospital or worse that day.

At some point in 1979, Danny was assigned to Accident investigations. During this time Danny signed up for the LEAP Program (Law Enforcement and VA Benefit Monies) and earned his BA in Public Administration through the University of Puget Sound and later his master’s in public administration, classes were held in UPS’s Extension Campus on the second floor of the PSB.
In January 1981, Danny was assigned to the Auto Theft Unit, during which time he attended bomb tech school. On June 3, 1981, he was assigned to the bomb squad. In March 1981, Danny, alongside Sgt. Rod Jackson #1196 and JJ Jankauskas #2729, responded to a bank robbery where a teller had a bomb secured to his leg by a suspect. JJ removed the bomb, wrapped it in several telephone books, and placed it in a bomb basket. The decision was made not to transport the bomb in the trailer to the range, but they would transport it in the van with them, maintaining radio silence. On the way to the range, police radio continuously tried to contact them. Rod told Danny to respond and when Barrett keyed the microphone, it caused the explosion. Instantly, the car was filled with confetti from the telephone books, impairing their sight and hearing. Weeks later, Danny arrested the suspect, who had used the same method to rob other banks. Danny never recovered from his hearing loss.

On July 17, 1984, Danny began working patrol in the South Precinct; he had just retired, after 20 years of service in the Army Reserves. A year later, on June 26, 1985, Danny went to the Juvenile Unit and then transitioned into the newly created Gang Unit. Where he and Dean Shirey #5585 were partnered up. Naturally, they started their day by going to coffee.  One morning, while walking up Third Ave to the coffee shop, a man with a gun called came out at the McDonald's at 3rd and Pine.  Not one to avoid a little police work Danny was always eager for a hot call. He looked at Dean and said, "Let's go"!  They started jogging up the sidewalk, but suddenly, Danny stopped dead in his tracks and Dean almost ran into him.  Danny turned and said, "Hey, do you have your gun?"  He had left his in his desk drawer!  Dean had his, but Danny was a way better shot, having been on the pistol team, so Dean handed his gun to Danny and said, "You lead!".  It turned out the man was actually wielding a piece of rebar. With Danny around, there was always reliable backup and a chance for a laugh after a call. Danny retired on January 4, 1994, after 26 years of service and moved to Waterford, California, to be near family.

In 1997, Danny met his future wife, Linda, while playing pool at the VFW. In 1999, they married and lived in Modesto, California. They enjoyed day trips riding their motorcycles, participating in veteran’s rides, attending the annual Laughlin River Run, riding with the Blue Knights, hunting and fishing, and traveling to play in pool leagues.

In 2012, Danny started working again when he heard about a Bass Pro Shop opening nearby; he helped set up the store and worked at the gun counter for about a half year.

A Seahawks fan to the end, Danny got a call from another retired cop in Modesto, telling him that they could work the Raiders games, working security and watching the games. He did this for a couple of years.

In 2017, Danny and Linda moved to Newalla, Oklahoma, to be close to their daughter and grandkids. Danny found joy in his family and friends and simple pleasures throughout his life. He was a proud veteran who cherished his family, friends, and country above all else.

Danny is survived by his wife of 30 years, Linda. His children, Jeremy, Shannon, Carrie and Kim; Eleven grandchildren and eight great grandchildren.

Timothy Gifford, #7613, Seattle Police Detective, passed away on Sunday, May 12, at forty-three years of age.

Tim was born and raised in Renton. He loved to learn, but he also enjoyed playing soccer, baseball, and sports in general.

Tim graduated from Renton High School in 1999. He had been awarded a soccer scholarship but, unfortunately, was not able to accept it due to a health issue at the time. Tim spent a year at WSU and decided to transfer to UW.
In 2002, Tim ran into Megan, who he had known prior, and they started dating. In March 2003, they married. Tim graduated with a BA in Psychology from the UW in 2004 and immediately went to work for Columbia Distributing. Later, he added Hertz as an employer.

Tim was an avid fan of the Sonics and enjoyed basketball so much that he was a season ticket holder. However, the Seahawks never won him over; he remained a true Patriots fan.

In 2011, Tim and Megan attended Folk Life. While sitting on the grass, they conversed with a group of officers. Tim shared that he had always wanted to be a cop and that if all cops were like the ones they just spoke with, he absolutely wanted to be one, to give back to the community and make a difference. Tim set his goal and passed the written but did not do well on the oral boards. Tim persevered and retook the test; when he passed his oral board, he was told that the city was on a hiring freeze. Tim was hired on February 12, 2012, and entered into Academy Class #681 along with Brett Willet #7615, Ryan Ellis #7612, Troy Johnson #7614, Brad DeVore #7611, Shawn Crow #7610, and Todd Nelson #7358.

Tim's first assignment was to the 1st watch East Pct, George Sector and later transferred to 1st Watch Relief. On September 17, 2015, Tim was assigned to the South Precinct, working 1st Watch Relief Squad and would eventually be partnered up with Mike Nicholls #7668 in a two-person car.

On November 15, 2017, Tim went to the Navigation team. There, he worked alongside Wes Phillips #8306, Mike Nicholls, and his academy mate Brad Devore #7911. On September 18, 2019, Tim transferred to the Harbor Patrol, where he worked with Darren Long #6641 and Ed Yamamoto #5088. Tim loved being on the water. As a harbor rookie, Tim was at the helm on Lake Washington with Ed while patrolling Andrews Bay. One of the priorities included ensuring vessels were anchored in the designated area. Tim quickly maneuvered through the bay, going between the openings of the anchored vessels. This location typically has southeast winds, but at that moment, the winds were coming from the North ever so gently. From a land standpoint, it was not significant, but from a boat and water standpoint, it was.

Tim began to approach the group of vessels from the North to the South so that we could give them a verbal warning. As Tim made his approach, the boat was starting to drift to the South, so Ed informed Tim to engage the Port engine (left side) to move forward and stay clear of the anchor lines of the vessels that they were on their right side. Well, as it was, Tim engaged the starboard engine forward. With the combination of the boat's forward momentum and the wind, the stern of the boat went right, literally, right into one of the anchor lines. They were anchored in the bay with the other boat's anchor line wrapped up in their props. Tim had that "Oh S… moment, what do I do now?". Somehow, the irony of being anchored outside the designated anchorage area on someone else's anchor was a bit funny…at least to Ed. Tim didn't laugh at the moment, but it was a lesson learned, and Ed began gearing up to dive to clear the prop. The task in itself did not take long, and they even had the support of other boaters who had been contacted earlier. They recovered the line and anchor off the boat, located the vessel owner, and returned it to them. They all laughed…and Tim did too. Tim and Ed came away with a funny Harbor moment and the start of a friendship.

It was time for a change and a more regular schedule. Tim transferred to Background Investigations on May 10, 2023. Once again, working alongside Wes Phillips. Tim really enjoyed this position. It allowed for a regular routine with his family, and he enjoyed working and being a part of the hiring process.

When Tim was off duty, he spent time with "his girls". In 2023, the decision to home-school his two girls was made. Tim is credited with setting out, creating lesson plans, and setting up all the computer reporting systems and the curriculum. Family was his top priority, and Tim made it a point to live his life to the fullest. He was always up for an adventure, either attending local sporting events, Mariner's games, working out, or simply being outdoors. He swam with Turtles and scuba dove amongst the Sharks on the Northshore of Hawaii. But family trips to Disneyland were always at the top of the vacation list.

Tim never spoke negatively about his life or complained; even during his long and difficult health struggle, he always remained positive. On May 12, 2024, Tim passed away. As a tribute to Tim’s love of Jordan’s, many wore them in attendance at his funeral.

Tim is survived by his wife of 21 years, Megan; their two daughters, Olivia and Sophia, and his dad, Greg Gifford.

Written by: Stephanie Coleman
Seattle Police Pension
Stephanie.Coleman@seattle.gov

Michael Burke #3140, retired Seattle Police Detective, passed away May 7, 2024 at the age of seventy-nine.

Mike grew up in Pasco, Washington, where he developed a passion for sports, especially basketball. He loved running the 880-yard dash and even learned to dunk on a cement court. During summers, he worked as a fireman for Northern Pacific Railroad. After graduating in 1963, Mike enrolled at Washington State University, preparing for the possibility of being drafted into the military he signed up for the Navy attending boot camp in San Diego. He was then assigned to Chichi Jima, where he guarded the Copper Caves. Enjoying 18 months of service without being in a war zone, he happily completed his active duty and moved on to the next chapter of his life.

Upon returning to Pasco, Mike worked as a brakeman for the North Pacific Railroad. After a close call with frostbite during a winter shift, he quit and transferred to Columbia Basin Community College for basketball. Moving to Seattle to be near his brother, he worked unloading boxcars.

While visiting his grandmother, he saw a billboard with Martin Milner (1Adam12) advertising SPD on his way to the SPD test, he met fellow candidate Dan Oliver #3127. Mike was hired on May 6, 1969, entering Academy Class #60 Classmates included: Tom Grabicki #3156, Lou Marks #3161, Dick Gagnon #3145, Andy Depola #3125, John Kristof #3122, Dave Malland #2553, Terry Shipp #3153, Dan Woelke #3072, Carl O’Leary #3151, Fred Still #3104, Jim Kegley #3175, Jim Sleeth #3132, Jim Yoshida #3168, and Don Meyers #2566. The academy was held downtown for two weeks, and the rest was upstairs at the South Precinct (Georgetown).  The students had been activated from the academy to work the UW riots.  

Tom Miller #3023 was Mike’s FTO, but Mike actually had more time on the streets than Tom did. Mike began his journey at the downtown headquarters, where he met Charlie Ray #1687. Inspections for hair length, uniforms and weapons were very common. He worked as car 212 in Shilshole and Golden Gardens. He had the chance to walk beats with experienced officers on First Avenue and Pike Street. In early 1970, he and his partner Dick Gagnon #3145 were assigned to guard the Japanese embassy after some worrying threats from a group called the Red Brigade. His first solo patrol car was 214, covering Greenlake to Phinney Ridge. Although he didn’t always work with the same partners, he often teamed up with John Nordlund #2909 and Ed Joiner #3214. At the 1971 retired officers’ banquet, Mike received a fun recognition for having the highest serial number in the house!

Basketball was a huge passion of Mike's, and he loved working with the Referee Association, officiating Junior High and High School games from 1972 into the early '80s. In April 1974, Mike's life changed when he met his future wife, Dawn at Pilgrims Pantry in the U District. By September 1974 Mike had earned his AA in criminal justice from Shoreline Community College.

By around 1976, Mike was ready to embrace new adventures, and he jumped into the traffic enforcement unit, specifically the DWI squad. After spending two exciting years there, he made the switch to Motorcycles on October 14, 1980, earning the fun nickname “Mr. Sports.” During this time, he also joined the Motorcycle Drill Team, partnering up with Glenn Scott #2918. Mike loved being part of parades, Seafair festivities, and the annual trips to Camp Casey. Mike is said to have written over 17,000 tickets during this time.

Mike had a knack for bringing people together; he organized basketball games with his academy friends, hosted lively poker nights, and even started what he proudly called the “World Series of Poker.” He kept in touch with many of his classmates, often enjoying golf, poker, and fun train rides or RV trips to cheer on Husky football in Oregon. By 1983, he played on the “Wombats” team, with members like Captain Dick Niemiec #2991, Steve Anderson #2818, and many others, to achieve a five and three record at the PSB.

On October 11, 1989, Mike was recruited by Dan Woelke #3072 to join the Vice unit. He enjoyed working under John Mason #2884, and later Dan Oliver #3127, whom he’s remained connected with since they first met while preparing for the SPD Test. While in Vice, Mike also investigated Child Exploitation cases.  

In 1997, Mike transferred into the Sex Offender Detail, working under his academy classmate, Captain Tom Grabicki #3156. Mike worked in a one-person corner office along with Randy Moore #4786, Bob Shilling #4384, and Stephanie Coleman #5583 on the 5th floor of the Arctic Building.   Mike verified RSO's living in the East and North Precinct areas. Less than a year later, Chris Wrede #4294 replaced Randy. Mike had an undeniable ability to engage those around him, often seen perched on a desk with one leg dangling off, wielding an 18" ruler as his "talking stick," bringing humor and life to every story he shared.

On November 7, 2001, Mike was assigned as the Acting Sergeant in patrol at the South Precinct. He later was assigned to Radio. On June 11th, 2003, after 34 years in service, Mike retired.  

Mike’s passion for trains, led him to work for Amtrak as a security officer. After that, he spent about a year teaching at a driving school. In 2006, he volunteered with the National Center for Missing & Exploited Children (NCMEC). By January 2013, Chris Wrede #4294 encouraged Mike to join him again as a contractor for background investigations, and Mike signed a three-year contract for that position. It was during these years where he would visit the Pension Office and through many conversations it was discovered that Mike and Jan Brandes are cousins, reminding us all, it’s a small world!  

Mike was an incredibly active volunteer, brightening the Edmonds community with his generosity. He spent two days a week at the Edmonds Chamber of Commerce visitor’s center, he dedicated his time to the Edmonds Museum, and enjoyed volunteering at his grandchildren's school, where the 5-year-olds endearingly called him "Grandpa Mike." He’d chuckle about becoming a shoe-tying expert! He loved volunteering at the car show and the Taste of Edmonds. You could find him taking walks with his dog and chatting with local business owners. He often met up with buddies for coffee at LaVern's or the Walnut Café and enjoyed visiting U Brew.

He treasured the time spent with friends like Sean O'Donnell #4621, Joe Higgins #3981, and Scott Waltier #6166 at Channel Marker, sharing laughs and stories.

Mike and Dawn enjoyed many adventures together. They traveled a lot, making wonderful memories in Washington DC and NYC,visiting Paris and Normandy in Europe, and exploring England, Scotland, and Ireland. They were amazed by the beauty of New Zealand while staying with Larry Stewart #2420 in Kirikiri and took a cruise through the Panama Canal. Alaska and their stays at their Maui condo were special to them, and they loved spending a month by the beach in Teacapan, Mexico, before going to Arizona for Mike's Chi Chi Jima reunion.

It's important to recognize Mike's significant impact on composing this Last Ring. Over many years, Mike reached out through emails, calls, and texts, giving several of us a glimpse into his life. Many of us will always cherish Mike's willingness to share his own life stories. In memory of Mike, I will end this writing as he always did. Mike "It's an Edmonds Kind of Day" Burke in Edmonds.   

Mike is survived by his wife of 46 years Dawn; his daughter Alison; three grandchildren; and many nephews. Mike is predeceased by his son, Adam.

Written by: Stephanie Coleman
Stephanie.coleman@seattle.gov

Victor Ensz #2537, retired Seattle police patrol officer, passed away on Sunday, May 5th at eighty-five years of age.

Victor was born and raised in the University District. Vic was an avid learner from a very young age. He attended Roosevelt High School until he decided he wanted to graduate from the same high school that his mom graduated from so he transferred himself to Lincoln High.

In his junior year, Vic enrolled in the Navy Reserves. Despite being offered numerous scholarships to the University of Washington, Vic chose to enter the Navy after graduating in 1956. During his service, he became a skilled pilot and worked in submarine warfare.

During a high-stakes special interest flight, Vic guided the aircraft over international waters in pursuit of submarines. In a dramatic turn, Vic intercepted and recorded crucial radio transmissions, capturing the Russian military discussing inert bombs deployed for "tests." Upon returning to base, Vic delivered invaluable recordings, enabling the US to unravel the advanced technology wielded by the Russians.

After serving two years of active duty, Vic remained in the Navy Reserves for several years. Vic then pursued higher education, earning a Bachelor of Arts degree from the University of Washington in Aeronautical Engineering.

Vic’s commitment to public service led him to apply to both the Seattle Fire and Police Departments. Fire called first, so Vic and his cousin Dave were hired the same day and entered drill school. However, the fire department decided not to hire Vic at the end of the school because he had an opinion on everything. So, when SPD called, Vic signed on immediately. He was hired on January 31, 1966, and entered Class #50 alongside Lee Deshaw #2532, Frank Butcher #2529, Rudy Sutlovich #2544, Jerry Taylor #2533, Doug Fritschy #2033, Mike O’Mahony #2530, Jerry Beem #2542 and Ken Davis #2547, to name a few.

In 1980, Vic was assigned to First Watch at the Georgetown Precinct. Around 1981, Vic transferred to the Second Watch Robert Sector, working the shift from 12 pm to 8 pm, so squad parties were common. Rick Heintz #4219, Mike Nolan #4903, Bruce Wind #3995, Bob Robbin #4351, Bob Lisoski #2817, Kevin Aratani #4193, Larry Sutton #2586, Jim Kegley #3175, and Ron Mochizuki #4281, frequented Happy's Tavern next door to the precinct. Later, this group became members of the Eagles and formed the "Debauchee's Anonymous" group, hosting big department-wide parties there. Vic was a "founding member" and the one who came up with the group's name.

In October 1984, Vic was driving his car when another car came down the wrong way on the freeway and hit him head-on. Vic was not expected to survive. However, despite having multiple fractures and a relocated pelvis, Vic persevered. Within months, he was back to jogging on Alki Beach, where he lived.

After 19 years of service Vic retired from the department on April 3, 1985.

Vic enjoyed various hobbies, including swimming in Puget Sound while wearing a wet suit. He was very passionate about martial arts and held a 9th-degree red belt. Vic was dedicated to learning and had a deep understanding of Taekwondo and Jiu jitsu. He also spent a lot of time studying philosophy and reading a books. Vic once traveled to India to study with monks for 30 days in silence.

In 1998, Vic went to work for the King County Superior Court as a Court Marshal. In the year 2000, Vic made a life-changing decision. He sold his home on Alki and relocated to Arlington, seeking solace in the companionship of his loyal dog, Harley.

Vic's thirst for knowledge knew no bounds. He delved into the study of every religion and assumed the role of a senior elder at the University Lutheran Church. Victor's unwavering faith and profound philosophical perspective were the cornerstones of his existence. Material wealth held no sway over him; it simply did not matter. Vic's legacy endures through the lives he influenced and the indelible memories he crafted.

Victor is survived by his niece and three nephews.

Don Wood #1723, retired Seattle Police officer, passed away on Thursday, March 21, 2024, at 91 years of age.

Don was born and raised in Battle Creek, Michigan. He came to the Seattle area after his parents divorced and lived with his dad in White Center. As a teenager, Don worked quite a bit as a busboy and various jobs. In High school, Don met his future wife, Barbara Jean. After graduating from West Seattle High School, Don married and joined the National Guard where he served for two years.

Don briefly worked for the US Post Office. The Seattle PD was actively recruiting with radio announcements, billboards, and posters being widespread. Don might have even noticed a recruitment poster at the post office and decided that becoming a policeman would offer his family more stability.

Don was hired on October 8, 1956. He graduated from Academy class #36 along with Howard Slessman #1672, George Berger #1734, George Pearson #1728, Al Carmony #1738, and Al Fridell #1744, to name a few.

After graduating from the academy, Don worked patrol until March 5, 1958, when he was assigned to the Motorcycle Unit working for Sgt. Al Elliott #754. Some other squad mates included Clay Hill #1735, Frank Jones #1885, Merle Dickhaut #1647, Bob Llewellyn #1697, Dean Murphy #2068, Gordie Sackett #1433, Russ Stallman #1899, Bill Rauschmeier #1461 and Bob Ottersen #1894.

Don enjoyed being part of the motorcycle unit in the early 1960s. During that time, there was a significant issue with street racing in West Seattle. To address this problem, a pilot project called the "Good Driving Citations" program was introduced. Don's role involved pulling over students who were driving responsibly and rewarding them with a $25 savings bond and a "Good Driver Citation." This initiative was successful in reducing street racing for some time.

On September 14, 1964, Don was assigned to the Jail Unit in the Public Safety Building. Don was promoted to Investigator on May 2, 1966, and worked on the "Special Detail”, now called Traffic Investigations. This unit investigated all major traffic accidents Don worked alongside Jake Ehli #1881 and Ray Gonstead #2172, and for his previous Sergeant, Al Elliott. Cadet Ken Baggen #2523, also worked in this unit and was the “victim” in many pranks, including upside down drawers filled with three-hole punch circles.

On January 1, 1970, Don was promoted to Detective and continued to investigate vehicle accidents and worked under (now) Lieutenant Al Elliott.

Don was assigned to the Harbor Patrol Unit on October 4, 1972. He loved working the boats and being on the water. Don was known to make his famous spaghetti with Louisianna hot links for everyone working at these large-scale events.  He worked at Harbor for about nine years before officially retiring on October 31, 1981, after 25 years of service.

When Don retired from SPD, he immediately went to work at the US Federal Court House as a Marshall. In April 1995, the Murrow building was bombed in Oklahoma City. On June 12, 1995, a small explosion device went off by the front door of the courthouse; the device was a pop or beer can was filled with black powder. Don was the first at the scene, and fortunately, there were no injuries.
In 1996, after working for the Federal Courthouse Marshall's Office for 15 years, Don decided it was time to retire officially.  

Don and Barbara Jean embarked on a journey in retirement that took them to live in various locations from Everett to Honolulu and California, before finally finding their way back to Wenatchee. It was here that they had created cherished family memories throughout years of camping adventures.

In his leisure time, Don found solace in woodworking, meticulously crafting a fleet of remote-control boats in different sizes, each boasting interchangeable engines. Alongside his woodworking passion, Don also dedicated himself to daily walks, covering an impressive four to five miles every day. By 2020, Don and Barbara made the decision to relocate closer to their son in Skagit County.

Don is survived by his wife of 73 years, Barbara Jean, two sons, Randall and Ricky, three grandchildren, and ten great-grandchildren. His daughter, Teresa, predeceased him in 2008.

Written by: Stephanie Coleman
Seattle Police Pension Office
Stephanie.coleman@seattle.gov

Herb Johnson #2414, retired Seattle Police Interim Chief of Police and former Assistant Chief, passed away on Saturday, March 16, 2024, at 88 years of age.

Herb grew up in Ballard with his three siblings. His dad sold fishing supplies and even guided for John Wayne. When he was 12, Herb landed a job at the Bay Theater, where he could watch all the movies he wanted while picking up trash between shows. In high school, he worked at a photography studio, developing film, and that's where his love for photography began.

After high school, Herb joined the Navy ROTC. He joined the Army after the Navy tested him for a specific class and later reneged. Once in the Army, Herb was assigned to the 1st Infantry. Knowing the Army did the opposite of what you asked for, Herb said he preferred to go to Korea. Herb was assigned to a base in Germany as the camp photographer and chauffeur to the General. This allowed Herb to travel throughout Europe, and this is when he fell in love with Paris.

During his time in the Army, Herb was part of the Army Color Guard and appeared on the episode of the Ed Sullivan Show the same night as Carole Burnett's first appearance. After three years of service, he was discharged and returned home to enroll at the University of Washington, where he studied and received his degrees in literature and psychology. Despite not speaking French, he pursued his passion for literature and returned to France having enrolled at the Sorbonne. Herb attended French-speaking classes in the morning to learn French and attended classes at the University in the afternoons, which were all conducted in French.

Herb was recruited by the CIA. While at the cafeteria one day, he was introduced to Joyce, another CIA employee, through mutual friends. They went on their first date on John F. Kennedy's inauguration day, in the snow, and later married in 1961. After a few years, they moved back to Seattle, and Herb started teaching high school French at Ballard High School. Herb gained a reputation as a strict teacher. Once, a student misbehaved in class, and Herb asked him to step into the hall. While there, Herb warned the student to "shape up." The student stepped back, hitting the door, and the other students thought Herb had hit him, which he hadn't. However, Herb chose not to correct the misunderstanding. Herb had no discipline issues in the classroom. Some of Herb's students included Steve Thomas #3084, Jerry Bickford #3693, Mike Crist #3389, Fred Hill #3299, Ray Holm #3702, Fred Still #3104, Ken Baggen #2523, and Steve Stokke #3209.

Herb always had an interest in policing and decided to become a Police Reserve. He soon discovered that he enjoyed policing more than teaching and decided to pursue it full-time. On July 1, 1964, Herb was hired by the SPD. In September 1964, he entered Academy class #48 alongside Paul Eblin #2550, Nick Bulpin #2185, Chuck Pillon #2408, Richard Ramon #1908, Bob Lapthorne #2407, Jerry Teller #2434, and Al Wilding #1574, to name a few.

Work assignments were maintained by SPD, not our office, therefore we mention assignments only as we’re able to confirm them. Clark Elster #2025 was Herb’s first field training officer and thus started a lifelong friendship. Clark and Herb would frequently work together throughout their careers.

Later, Herb was partnered with Neil Moloney #1527 and worked many off-duty jobs, events, concert security.  Herb was promoted to Detective on July 1, 1968, and put in charge of the Women’s Bureau. Around this time, Herb bought a "hobby farm" in Poulsbo to bring his family closer to his wife's. The farm had horses, 15-20 cows, chickens, and a 20-acre garden, as well as orchards with apples, plums, and cherries.

On November 27, 1972, Herb was promoted to Detective Sergeant. Sometime during this timeline, Herb was assigned to the Intel Unit, but it is unclear as to the length of this assignment. On November 4, 1974, Herb was promoted to Sergeant; and later to Lieutenant on June 21, 1978. On August 29, 1979, Herb was assigned as the Administrative Aid to Chief Fitzsimmons. 
Herb was known for his incredibly neat and meticulous handwriting, almost a size six font. When irritated, his writing became even smaller, much to the amusement of Chief Fitzsimmons, who would often jokingly comment, "Herb, I know you're upset with me, but I really need you to write larger!" Despite his precision and professionalism, Herb had a great sense of humor. One evening, Herb and his wife attended the opera. As they waited to cross the street, someone made a lighthearted comment about a police officer showing up if they crossed on a "don't walk" signal. In response, Herb casually opened his overcoat and revealed his badge, eliciting a big laugh from everyone around.

On April 7, 1981, Herb was promoted to Captain, this prompted his move to Ballard as his four hours commute a day was unacceptable for a duty captain, which was required of every Captain for a week, around every ten weeks. Herb was promoted to Major on January 1, 1982, and oversaw Inspections and Planning. Additionally, he oversaw the implementation of the new “Special Patrol Unit” which was created in 1985, formerly the TAC Squad or SWAT/ERT as it would later be called.  
Herb was appointed Assistant Chief on December 23, 1988, replacing Noreen Skagen #1990, when she was appointed to the US Marshall for Western Washington, he was assigned for a while to Inspections and Planning and then later the Patrol Division. And lastly, he would take over the Investigations Bureau. After 30 years of service Herb retired on December 31, 1993, having overseen every bureau within the department.

In November 1999, Seattle hosted the WTO Conference. The "Battle in Seattle" ultimately led to the resignation of Chief Stamper. After seven years of retirement, Mayor Schell appointed Herb as the Interim Chief of Police on February 17, 2000, to improve the morale and image of the Department.

After three weeks back on the job Herb, was awakened by Captain Dan Oliver #3127, who informed him that the Mardi Gras celebrations were becoming unruly. Herb grabbed a riot shield and flashlight and headed to Pioneer Square. Newspaper reports that many officers were surprised to see the 64-year-old Johnson in a red V-neck sweater, slacks, and dress shoes. Despite his unexpected appearance, Herb was there to assist and ensure the officers knew he was right alongside of them. Just after 3AM, Herb was on his way to Harborview, having just been notified that Tom Mooney #5826 had been injured. He continued his day in the office, just as if he had a full night’s sleep.

On April 10, 2000, a news report states that Herb was heading home after work when a disturbance call came at Golden Gardens came out over the radio. One suspect had a knife. Herb said, “I figured there are only two ways out and I just decided I was going to get there as quickly as I could and see if they were still there.”  Herb arrived within minutes, spotting the vehicle, he followed the car, advising dispatch; Herb and a Patrol Officer, pulled the vehicle over and arrested both suspects. When asked about this Herb replied, “It felt good; that’s why I like police work; there’s the excitement of the job on the street.” 

By late May, hundreds of Seattle Police Department employees, sworn and civilian, signed a petition urging Chief Johnson to stay. Though, Chief Johnson, was humble and very grateful for the confidence in his leadership, he once again retired on August 14, 2000.

After retiring, Herb found joy in sailing with Clark Elster #2025, Harry Schneider #1430, and Al Fridell #1744 between Seattle and Bainbridge Island. Throughout their retirement, Herb and Joyce relished their trips to Paris and Iceland; reconnecting with friends and indulging in their shared love for square dancing. Herb's unwavering honesty was evident when, during scheduling of the SPRA condo in Sunriver, the people exceeded the condo's occupancy limit of six by one, so Herb said they could not vacation there that year.  Despite his love for following rules, Herb's integrity shone through in every situation. Herb was an avid reader, delving into a wide range of genres including current events, biographies, spy novels, and the works of Louis Lamour. His circle of friendships remained strong, and he looked forward to the regular Saturday brunch gatherings with the "crunch bunch," which included Al Fridell, Bill Wall, Clark Elster, and Roy Skagen. Herb's retirement was filled with meaningful experiences and cherished connections.

In 2002, Assistant Chief Roy Skagen #2204 nominated Herb for induction into the Ballard High School Foundation’s Wall of Recognition. This prestigious recognition was a testament to Herb's outstanding public service achievements.  Herb's nomination was met with great enthusiasm and support from his peers, who recognized his exceptional accomplishments.

Herb continued to serve law enforcement by being appointed to the Public Safety Civil Service Commission. Herb was appointed and served two terms on this board, from May 10, 2004, until December 31, 2009.  

On November 30, 2020, after almost 60 years of marriage, Joyce passed away.

Herb was a man of great integrity and highly respected within law enforcement. He had no political agenda and was a trusted figure amongst law enforcement, his peers and the public. Herb’s commitment to fairness was unwavering, even when he encountered disagreement. Leading by example, he never hesitated to roll up his sleeves and tackle a challenge alongside his team, never expecting them to take on a task he wouldn’t undertake himself. 

Herb is survived by his daughters Jennifer and Amy and his two granddaughters Quinn and Avery.

Written by: Stephanie Coleman
Seattle Police Pension Office
Stephanie.coleman@seattle.gov

Joseph “Joe” Sanford #1896, retired Seattle Police homicide detective sergeant, passed away on March 12, 2024, at 88 years of age.

Joe was born and raised on a farm with 11 siblings in Brim Creek, Washington. He knew early in life that he wanted to be a police officer. By the time he was eleven years old, he was the garbage man for the entire city. After graduating from Winlock High School in 1953, Joe married his longtime girlfriend, Faye. Joe then worked as a truck driver for the Weyerhaeuser Timber Company.
Initially, Joe tested to become a trooper; luckily for Seattle, Joe was a ¼” short of their requirements. After testing with Seattle, Joe was heading out the door to get his academy uniform, and a sergeant stopped and asked about his age. Joe replied he was 22 years old. This was a time when you had to be 23 years old. The waiting game began but true to the Sergeant's word, Joe got a letter to report to the academy just after his 23rd birthday.

On January 2, 1959, Joe entered academy class #39 along with Frank Jones #1885, Joe Tolliver #1901, Tom Caldwell #1845, Bob Trebon #1902, Ernie Bisson #1872, Charles Scheuffele #1864, Joe Cordas #1878, Lynn Coney #1858, Beryl Thompson #1833 and Donna Brazel #1618.

Joe was assigned to the Wallingford Precinct along with Jack Seil #1898, as the Ballard car rotating between Second and Third Watch’s every 90 days. By 1963, Joe’s partner was Jerry Adams #2010, and they worked as car 211 in Ballard. On June 30, 1965, Joe was promoted to “Investigator”, it is not clear where he was assigned. In 1966, Joe’s brother, Noel Sanford #2524, was hired by the department. Joe was rising through the ranks and was promoted to Detective on October 18, 1967. A short two years later, on January 1, 1969, Joe was promoted to Sergeant and assigned to the Organized Crime Unit/Intelligence Unit. By the Mid 1970’s Joe and Jerry Adams #2010 were back together, this time in the Narcotics Unit.

Joe had a knack for being in the right place at the right time. During a narcotics raid, the suspect pointed a handgun at Joe and Jerry from a second-story deck. Jerry shot the suspect, but the suspects gun was nowhere to be found. After searching for a long while, the gun was discovered when Joe got up on the back deck and saw a car headlight glint off a shining object about 100 yards down the road.  

Joe’s investigative technique was described as an “old-time street cop”; if there was anything to follow up on, there was no waiting until tomorrow. Joe would immediately start tracing leads and tracking people down. If Joe said, “I need to go mish-mashing around,” you knew he was hot on a trail, and the case would soon be solved!

On January 1, 1970, Joe was promoted to Detective Sergeant and was recruited to Robbery by Sgt. Elmer Wittman #1145.
It was sometime around this time that Joe was endearingly referred to as “Papa Joe” or “Uncle Joe”. He was a gifted teacher, mentor and led by example. When a new member came to the squad or when assigned to a new unit, Joe always started off by sitting everyone down and saying, "let's get this straight, you don't work for me, I work for you. You all know your jobs and what to do. I just want you to let me know what I can do to make your job easier"

Joe had a remarkable talent for connecting with people. He used to say, “There's no real trick to talking to people. You can't treat someone poorly and expect them to confide in you. Treat them with respect, even if they don't deserve it, and they will be more open with you.” With suspects, the term “being Sanforized” was frequently mentioned. This involved Joe sitting down and saying, “We already know what happened, so you might as well tell us your side,” which often led suspects to start confessing.
Joe was very active outside of work with his family, coaching or going to his kids’ sporting events and Joe still maintained and worked the family Christmas tree farm. For many years, Joe would cut down five to six trees and bring them to the SPAA Pavilion for the GRAM Christmas party. Many would be fortunate enough to re-home the trees after the party for their own Christmas.
In 1978, Joe's son Bill bought a house with his wife. The neighbor had a lot of garbage around the house, which caused a rat problem. Bill asked the neighbor if he could clean it up. The neighbor replied, “go ahead”. Bill cleaned up what he could and unfortunately, the neighbor's dog got into the rat poison and died. In retaliation, the neighbor killed all of Joe's son's chickens. Upset, Bill called Joe for advice. Joe told Bill, "We'll go talk to him together." Joe and Bill knocked on the neighbor's door, and when it opened, Joe’s face turned white and he said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I have the wrong address." Knowing not to question anything, Bill said nothing as Joe turned him toward the staircase, and the door shut behind them. Joe then said, "Get your wife and get in your house and stay there until I tell you to come out." It turns out the neighbor was a wanted homicide suspect.

On February 1, 1984, a third member of the Sanford family joined the department, Mike #4774 and would later become an Assistant Chief.

While working in the Homicide division, three cases stood out for Joe. The first was the 1982 murder of 13-year-old Kristen Sumstad, which remained unsolved when Joe retired. For years, Joe wondered, "What did we miss?" The case was eventually solved through DNA evidence 20 years later. The second case was the 1983 Wah Mee Massacre, in which 13 people were bound and shot execution-style in a gambling club. Joe participated in the international manhunt and helped bring the last suspect back to Seattle. Lastly, there was the Christmas Eve 1985 Goldmark homicides, where a family of four, including a prominent Seattle attorney and his wife, along with their two young sons, were murdered by an intruder in a case of mistaken identity. Even years later, Joe could still vividly recall "smelling the turkey cooking" when he thought about that case.

After 32 years of service (and not a single day of sick time in his career) Joe retired on January 23, 1991, from SPD. Joe was personally selected to create and start the new Seattle Municipal Court Marshall’s Office, with Joe as Marshall #1. Joe recruited many including Rudy Sutlovich #2544, Jerry Trettevik #2155, and John Richardson #2180 to mention a few.

After seven years in the Marshall’s office, Joe retired from the City on January 21, 1998, but he was not ready to give up investigating.  Joe was hired by a local private investigation company to take a second look into a case involving some activities by a Japanese high-ranking state priest. Some witnesses needed to be reached again. One particular witness was extremely difficult to locate. The attorney on the case informed Joe that if “you could find this individual and secure a written statement, I’m buying you that new truck you’ve been looking at”. Joe knew he was just kidding but Joe not only located the missing witness, and obtained a written statement that helped close the case! The attorney, true to his word, bought Joe the truck!

Joe loved people and fellowship. He was a founding member of the CORPSE group that meets in Port Townsend as well as our local RAP (Retired/Active Police) group. Joe often told his wife that RAP “kept me going” through the difficult health issues he had. Joe greatly valued friendships and fellowship. He stated about all of the people he worked with that "There are no other positions in life that you share these types of life experiences with, and those are the ties that bind you." Part of fellowship for Joe was honoring those we lost. You could always find Joe at a funeral or celebration of life within a few hundred miles. He even borrowed his son’s car to drive from Chelan to attend a service he had just found out about that was occurring later that day.

As a Master Mason, Joe spent over 25 years actively involved in his lodge in Poulsbo, Including managing the lodge’s investment account. Joe attained the 32nd degree mason status and then advanced to the Shriner’s and was active in the Shurtah at the Nile.

Mayor Bruce Harrell met Joe while competing in high school sports and on the UW Huskies Football Team. He had known Joe for years prior to working at the city. After learning of Joe's passing, Mayor Harrell initiated a proclamation declaring April 6th as Joe Sanford Day. The mayor attended Joe's service to read the proclamation, highlighting the substantial impact Joe had on countless individuals throughout his life.

Joe is survived by his wife of 71 years, Faye. His sons Joe Jr., Bill and Mike; 16 grandchildren, 18 great grandchildren, and two great-great grandchildren. Joe was predeceased by his daughter Kathy.

Written by: Stephanie Coleman
Stephanie.coleman@seattle.gov
Police Pension Office

Joseph Higgins Jr. #3981, retired Seattle Police patrol officer, passed away on March 9, 2024, at 72 years of age.
Joe was the eighth child born in Washington State in 1952. He was raised in West Seattle and graduated with his longtime friends Bill #3995 and John #3522 Moffet, and Dale Johnson #3983.

Joe grew up in West Seattle and graduated from Chief Sealth High School in 1970. He was interested in joining the Seattle Police Department early in life and attended the law enforcement program at Shoreline Community College. However, SPD wasn’t hiring due to a city-wide hiring freeze, so he joined the Army and became a military policeman. After basic training at Fort Lewis, he was stationed at Patton Barracks in Heidelberg, West Germany, where he was attached to General Westmoreland’s Honor Guard. Joe served as an MP in the 529th military police and was part of the 7th Army Honor Guard. When Joe returned to Seattle, he joined the Army Reserves, he worked at Harms Detective Agency as a P.I. He then was hired as a police officer with the Port of Seattle. During this same time, Joe earned his degree in Police Science.

On November 19, 1975, Joe was hired as an SPD Recruit. Joe was hired as a patrol officer on April 30, 1976, when the three-year hiring freeze for the city ended and entered Academy Class #79 alongside Karoly Fogassy #4008, Gary Reynolds #3992, Rolf Towne #3955, Fred Ibuki #3982, Andy Bottin #3999, Bruce Wind #3995, Mike Walker #3987, Eddie Rivera #3813, Bill Moffat #3995, and Dale Johnson #3983. After completing the academy, Joe was assigned to the 2nd Watch Robert Sector in the old Georgetown Precinct. During that time, SPD held its own academy at the "Range." They had trailers in the parking lot next to the pavilion that served as classrooms and administrative rooms for The Academy Staff. It was a six-month academy, followed by three months with the FTO.

In January 1979, Joe became a Field Training Officer, and his first (and last) student officer was Dick Belshay #4167. A few weeks into training, Joe and Dick are called in by Don Grasby #1525 and told to get into plain clothes and find out who is luring very young children into an abandoned complex near the Safeway on Empire Way (now MLK Jr Way) and Othello.  After a couple of days, Joe and Dick notice a young kid, acting suspicious and go talk to him. The 12-year-old suspect confesses, and Joe is skeptical and wants to know how he gets into the abandoned building. The kid takes them to a window opening about 1’x1’ square and says, “through there!” Joe says, “Show me,” as he slaps one handcuff on the suspect’s wrist and holds the other. The 12-year-old suspect shimmies inside. He was arrested. 

In May 1983, working 2D3, Joe and Don Wirth #4168 were dispatched to a robbery call with two suspects. They found the suspects walking southbound in the alley between Third and Fourth and Spring. When they exited their patrol car, they ordered the suspects to stop. Uncooperative from the start, the suspect one immediately resisted, and Joe was thrown backward to the pavement. The suspect somehow managed to pull Joe’s gun from the holster. Joe's yells, "He's got my gun," and the suspect pointed the service revolver at Joe while screaming to Don, "Let me go, or I'll shoot your partner." During this, the second suspect escapes. Don grabs his baton, striking the suspect one’s legs. Joe tries to put an arm hold on him but the suspect breaks free; Joe then places the suspect in a sleeper hold, which the department had just set a new policy on, so Joe releases the hold. The next thing Joe knows, he’s spun around and pinned to the ground and the suspect is holding the gun to Joe’s head. Don inched upward and got ahold of the suspect's right arm, shaking it, and making the suspect drop the gun. Joe kicks the gun out of reach and is finally able to call for backup.

By 1981, Joe worked in George Sector and by mid-1983 he was assigned to the Sex Crimes Unit. On February 4, 1987, Joe was assigned to the Green River Task Force. On a typical windy and rainy night on March 17, 1987, while off duty Joe was driving Northbound in the 16300 block of Aurora Ave North when he accidentally struck a pedestrian. While Joe was out rendering aid to the pedestrian, Joe and the injured pedestrian were struck by a second vehicle. Joe suffered massive trauma to his head and was in the hospital for months. The accident left Joe with a seizure disorder.

Once back to work, Joe was assigned as the Gang Unit Coordinator, specifically for the Bloods and Crips. Around this time was when Joe decided to retire as a Detective in the Army Reserves. On February 15, 1989, Joe was assigned to the North Precinct, 2nd Watch walking a beat in Ballard with Sean O’Donnell #4621. Joe had heard Sean talking about going to college and Joe knew the value a degree could have in your career, but Joe was patient for so long and one day Joe had enough and he drove Sean to the college to sign up for classes. On August 4, 1990, after 14 years of service, Joe retired.
Many credit Joe in teaching them that no matter how evil someone’s eyes are, their eyes aren’t going to hurt you, but their hands can, so always watch their hands.

In retirement, Joe moved to Henderson, Nevada to be in warmer weather near some friends. Joe enjoyed reading, especially mysteries and history books. After a few years in the desert, Joe was ready to move home to the Pacific Northwest and moved home to Edmonds.   

Joe is survived by his close friends Barbara and Sean.

Paul “Bob” Jellen #3564, a retired Seattle police patrol officer, passed away on February 27, 2024, at the age of 77.

Bob was born and raised in Ballard. During high school, he was a member of the track team and worked as a caddie at Seattle Golf Club. After graduating, he worked as a drafter and saved up money for college at Everett Community College.

In the mid-60s, when the draft was ongoing, Bob made a deliberate choice to join the Navy instead of being drafted into the Army. Following basic training, he was stationed at Sandpoint and Lake Union before being assigned to Charleston, South Carolina, as an Electrician’s Mate. During his three years of service on the submarine Remora (SS-487), he traveled to the Philippines, Mediterranean, Malta, Greece, and Spain. Bob seized the opportunity for an early discharge by agreeing to serve as a reservist for another five years.

In 1970, Bob purchased a baby blue VW Bug, which he had proudly driven for over 30 years. His journey from South Carolina to Seattle was eventful, as he encountered heavy snowstorms in Kansas and Denver before finally reaching home.

In 1968, Bob worked as a shipping clerk for REA Railway Express Agency. Several years later, during a theft and homicide trial, Bob testified that two gold bars had been stolen while he was working. Bob had placed the bars on top of a security locker and was called away to help a customer. When he returned, the bars were missing. A co-worker had stolen the bars and claimed that his grandfather had obtained them by robbing a Civil War train and later willed them to him. The gold bars and some stolen pearls valued at $800,000.

Bob was hired on April 19, 1971, and attended Academy Class #68 along with Barry Fretwell #3583, Chris Kolar #3141, Roger Amundson #3336, Mike Fann #3493, Jim Dyment #3576, Jim Muir #3567, Arne Jorgensen #3565, Bill Bradner #3411, and Owen Burt #3562. 

On June 6, 1975, Bob responded to a silent alarm at 0330 at the school district administration building on 17th Ave. When Bob arrived, he saw the suspect leave the building with two guitars. The suspect pushed past Bob and fled. Bob fell over a bulkhead and fired three shots at the suspect, hitting him, but the man still fled. An aid crew was summoned to a residential area to treat a bullet wound in the lower back of the 20-year-old suspect who survived to go to trial.

On June 1, 1979, Bob testified in a jury trial. As he was testifying, a fly, whose name and age were unknown, kept buzzing around Bob’s head for several minutes, continuously landing on his face and head; Bob and the entire courtroom were distracted. Bob continued to brush the fly away. The judge interrupted the trial and ordered the bailiff to do something about the fly as it was distracting the jury. As the fly landed on Bob’s head, the bailiff grabbed the attorney directory and, with a single blow, “whacked it to kill It.”  The judge refuted telling the bailiff to “kill that fly,” and Bob stated that the judge instructed the bailiff to “render the fly immobile,” so the bailiff replied, “I had to do my duty, you know – mission accomplished.” Bob was relieved to be free from the fly’s harassment, saying he had experiences with other flies, and he did not think the bailiff overreacted, adding he was glad that the fly was not destroyed on his jacket instead. This story appeared in the Seattle Times, titled “Court Throws the Book at Fly.”
By 1989, Bob was working graveyard shift at the North Precinct. This allowed him to spend as much time with his kids as possible. Bob chaperoned many school events and field trips and was the first to be called if no one volunteered as he could always be counted on.

In 2009, Bob was awarded the Excellence Award at the Annual Seattle Police Foundation Banquet. Bob was recognized for his commitment to serve and protect the community as well as his professionalism, mentorship and above and beyond work ethic and attitude.

During Bob’s time in the department, he served as a FTO to student officers. He taught with conviction and led by example. In 2000, Bob was assigned as the prisoner van driver. Bob was known for his humility, calm demeanor, and courteous manner which put people at ease. He meticulously kept a notebook documenting every prisoner transported, including their names and a list of their property. When transferring a female prisoner, he would specifically announce, “Nora-10, I’ll be enroute to KCJ with three, including one woman.” Bob's estimated times of arrival were always accurate to the minute.

On June 30, 2014, Bob retired after 43 years of service. In his retirement, Bob continued to enjoy outdoor activities. You could find him running or later, walking four-plus miles a day. Bob stayed active gardening, fishing, bike riding the Burke Gilman Trail, swimming, canoeing, or kayaking at the Arboretum. If you were fortunate, you could even find him in the kitchen cooking, baking, or canning apple sauce.

Bob was highly respected, admired, and revered by fellow officers. Many wrote to say how kind, respectful, and efficient Bob was and that he always had time to check in on you, with a smile. When Bob’s passing was announced, many reached out and said, “They don’t make them like that anymore,” and “The world could use a lot more people like Bob Jellen.”

Bob is survived by his son Jens, and his daughter Siri. 

Written by: Stephanie Coleman
Seattle Police Pension
Stephanie.Coleman@Seattle.Gov

Gerald “Jerry” Sampont #3193, retired Seattle Police detective, passed away on January 17, 2024, at 79 years of age.

Jerry was born and raised in Kirkland. He graduated from Lake Washington High School alongside his close friends John Reynolds #2889 and Dick King #3124, Jerry openly admitted that he had always been up to mischief. When a counselor suggested that Jerry join the military, he took it to heart and decided to join the Coast Guard. This was during a time when the draft was still in effect, and joining the Coast Guard seemed like a great option, with the focus being on search and rescue as well as law enforcement.

Jerry aspired to become an electronics technician, but didn’t pass the test. Jerry was determined to achieve his goal, so he sought the help of a tutor, appealed to retake the test, and successfully passed the exam. Jerry was then sent to Groton, Connecticut, to begin electronics school. After graduation, he returned to Seattle and was stationed to Captain of the Port (Seattle). In November 1965, he received his orders to report to Alameda, California within two weeks for a ten-day training, his assignment was Squadron 1, Division 13, a newly formed division that was being deployed to Vietnam. He underwent Marine Corps survival and gun training prior to embarking on one of nine 82’ patrol boats. Jerry wasn’t too concerned, as being a communications specialist, he would “just” handle radio operations.

On February 22, 1966, Division 13 arrived at Cat Lo, Vietnam, 40 miles south of Saigon. Each vessel had a South Vietnamese naval officer with them as a translator. The USCG mission was to block the supply line on the Soriap River as the Navy boats were too large to navigate the rivers and the Navy swift boats would not show up for another year.

On his third night of patrol, while on a 95’ cutter, Jerry’s ship came under fire. Jerry’s captain swamped the enemy ship, but the gun fight was still on, even as the Coasties were trying to rescue the enemies from drowning, a bad guy swung up to the side of Jerry’s ship and fired his fully automatic AK-47 almost into Jerry’s face. Jerry stayed in Vietnam for a year and then came back to Seattle and served another six months to finish out his enlistment. He served in the Coast Guard on active duty from September 7, 1963, through September 7, 1967. Jerry then joined the Coast Guard Reserves.  

When he came back to Seattle, Jerry worked as a box boy in a grocery store and attended junior college. He wanted to become a teacher. Jerry was a bartender at Black Angus when he met his future wife. While driving, Jerry overheard Jack Webb on the radio advertising for Seattle Police jobs. Knowing that bartending wasn’t for him, he took the test and did not pass. He was determined though, went and bought a book on policing, studied hard and re-took the test while he listened to Andy Williams “The Impossible Dream”. He passed the test with flying colors and was hired by SPD on June 16, 1969, as a Law Enforcement Trainee. Jerry was one of the original six trainees. He attended Academy Class #63, along with John Guich #3267, Jim St. Delore #3341, Dan Fordice #3280, Bob Baumgartner #3263, Curt Winther #3324, Keith Engstrom #3275, Dennis Bringham #2696, and Jules Werner #3276.

Jerry was assigned to patrol. In December 1971, officers responded to a prowler with a gun call at the Jensonia Apartments. The suspect had been hiding and was on the loose after escaping from the Hungerford Hotel where he had taken a guard’s revolver. Dan VanMill #2894 was shot at first and the suspect re-entered the apartment on the second story. Dennis Behrend #2781 was shot at from the closet the suspect was hiding in, Jerry, Dennis Zimnisky #2245 and Dennis “Pat” Kelly #3160 were all stationed on the rooftop adjacent to the suspect. There was a hut on the roof. Jerry carefully opened and closed the door of the hut and stuck his head around the opening when the suspect shot and narrowly missed him. Jerry jumped back and the suspect ran out of the hut while all three officers were returning fire. Jerry, along with Pat and Dennis, fired four shots and Dennis Nixdorf #2778 fired the shot that killed the suspect.

In March 1972, around 10:00 PM, Officers Clay McDonald #1458, and Ernest Shreve #3247, parked their car in the Bush Hotel parking lot to patrol the area on foot. While they were getting out of their car, a tenant on the fourth floor leaned out of a window and shouted “I’m going to kill you” right before he began firing a shotgun out the window. Officer McDonald was shot, but both officers returned fire and called for backup. This was the start of a 25-minute shootout, during which five officers were shot. Officer Larry Laxton #2758 reported that Sgt. Vern "Don" Adams #2153, went to his aid but was struck in the back as he was pulling Laxton out of the line of fire. Laxton had facial wounds, one of which narrowly missed his eye. Sgt. Adams suffered a back wound. Dale Eggers #2979 and Officer McDonald both had wounds to their face and chest while Lee Libby #3437 had superficial wounds that did not require hospitalization. Other officers made it to the fourth floor where the suspect was located. After firing through the door, the officers entered the room and found the suspect unconscious. The suspect had suffered with PTSD for years from the Korean War.

From 1976 to 1980, Jerry was assigned to the Academy as an instructor where he taught mock scenes, criminal law, and patrol procedures. During his tenure, Jerry updated and created lesson plans. On January 1, 1980, Jerry was promoted to Detective and assigned to the Pawnshop. During this time Jerry was starting to struggle with PTSD from Vietnam. Additionally, he was assisting his close family friends by managing a foundation. Jerry was kind and empathetic, he understood the immense pain and struggle that PTSD is. Jerry knew that it was a difficult journey, but he was determined to face it head-on. Jerry felt a deep sense of responsibility to help others who were dealing with similar traumatic experiences. He encouraged others to seek help so they could heal.

In 1990, Jerry retired from the Coast Guard Reserves as a Lieutenant Commander; he then retired, after 22 years from Seattle on April 22, 1991. Jerry stayed busy in his retirement. He continued to manage the foundation. He built a large home in Port Angeles which they resided in for 20 years. He owned his own plumbing company. Jerry arranged reunions with his fellow military service members. This reunion initiative started when he stumbled upon a photograph that his fellow Coasties had signed in Vietnam, pledging to reunite. He and his wife also enjoyed travelling throughout the US in their motor home alongside his partner, Pat, and his wife Sam. Jerry and Louise loved the beauty in Green Valley, Arizona, so they made their home there. Always giving, Jerry was a ham radio operator. Every Wednesday he would talk with the people stationed in Antarctica. Jerry would patch them through to their families so they could visit free of charge.

In 2004, Jerry received a direct commission from the Coast Guard Reserves. He was tasked with the training to welcome and safely escort the first nuclear submarine, named "Ohio", through hundreds of protestors to Bangor, on the Olympic Peninsula. Jerry was accompanied by (USCG Command Master Chief) Dave Malland #2553, (USCG Lt. Commander) Tom Witkowski #2318, and (USCG Commander) Roy Wedlund #2154. The Ohio was the first submarine to go to the new missile subbase, and protesters from all over the world threatened to block its passage. On the day of the mission, protesters in large and small boats attempted to block and board the submarine. Coast Guard boats were ready, and when the protesters tried to block and board the Ohio. They were hosed down, sending them into Puget Sound. Ships from Australia and Canada were impounded, and their crews arrested. The Ohio was completely secure and safe during the transit. The successful mission made national news.

In 2005, Jerry was interviewed by the Library of Congress for "The Vietnam Project" in which he shared his experiences of serving in Vietnam with the Coast Guard. Additionally, a documentary titled "Coast Guard at War" was made for the Discovery Military Channel.

The foundation Jerry ran continues to this day and plays an important role in supporting several charitable organizations, including Children's Hospital, the Coast Guard Stockings for children, the DESC, and the Ballard Food Bank. This foundation also has a 90% success rate in helping homeless women and children break the cycle of poverty by achieving self-sufficiency and independence.  

Jerry once said that he wouldn't change anything he experienced in life, whether it was good or bad. When asked what advice he would give to others, he encouraged them to keep moving forward, persist in the face of obstacles, never accept "no" for an answer, and to always keep trying, no matter what. Jerry's words of wisdom are a reminder that life is a journey full of ups and downs, but it is our determination and resilience that ultimately define our success.

Jerry is survived by his wife of 54 years, Louise; his son Joseph; daughter Teresa and her husband Lynn, three grandchildren and 9 great grandchildren. Jerry was predeceased by his son Mike.

Written by:
Stephanie Coleman
Police Pension
Stephanie.Coleman@seattle.gov