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Members of the Houlton Police Department, Aroostook County
Sheriff's Office, along with several other agencies and
the public gathered at the Houlton Police Department on
May 13, 2009 for a ceremony to remember and honor the
82 officers whose names appear on the law enforcement
memorial in Augusta and the 18,274 names engraved on the
national monument in Washington D.C.
Ceremonies, such as this one, are being held in communities
all across this country to pay homage to the police officers
who gave up their lives in the performance of their duties
and also to express our gratitude to their families for
their sacrifices.
America will forever remain in debt to these officers
and their families.
To date in 2009, 49 police officers have been killed in
the line of duty. On average a police officer is killed
every 53 hours in this country, yet brave men and women
still continue to join our ranks and swear to preserve
the peace and quality of life in towns and cities across
America.
Whether it’s a seasoned veteran or an officer just out
of the academy, these heroic men and women, and their
fallen comrades are linked by a common ideal -- that freedom
is worth defending and that justice shall prevail.
We live today in a world fraught with danger, a world
of greater demands for our police officers, a world where
more and more men and women will be called to make the
ultimate sacrifice. We go forward, knowing the risk, knowing
the cost, and knowing what must be done.
I would like to take a moment, at this time, to speak
about one of America’s law enforcement heroes. Mr. Robert
Cadigan of Houlton is present with us here to today. Mr.
Cadigan’s brother, Lt. Paul C. Cadigan was a 20 year veteran
of the Hingham Police Department in Hingham, Massachusetts.
He became a Hingham police officer in 1971, promoted to
sergeant in 1983 and later retired with a service related
disability in 1991 as a lieutenant.
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Lt. Paul Cadigan
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In 1981, Lt. Cadigan was awarded the National Law Enforcement
Award for Bravery for his actions during an armed robbery
at a supermarket. The robber in this case hijacked a car
and held hostage three frightened teenagers. Lt. Cadigan
spotted the suspected hijacker and gave chase which traversed
three separate jurisdictions. There were times when the
suspect was firing his weapon at Lt. Cadigan but he continued
his pursuit. After the suspect crashed the vehicle and
fled on foot, Lt. Cadigan continued the chase. Again,
an exchange of gunfire occurred whereupon the suspect
was wounded and subsequently arrested. Lt. Cadigan passed
away in February of this year. His proudest achievement
was receiving the Outstanding Arrest Citation from the
National Chiefs of Police Association. Lt. Cadigan, we
salute you sir and may you rest in peace.
Regardless of the color of your uniform, the jurisdiction
displayed on your shoulder patch, every officer wearing
a badge displays the same courage everyday. We place ourselves
in danger on every traffic stop, on every domestic violence
call, and every time we walk through a door not knowing
what is there waiting for us.
Whether citizens are sleeping, having Thanksgiving dinner,
celebrating Christmas or enjoying a weekend with their
families, police officers are always there serving as
a barrier between chaos and order, the lawless and the
lawful, the aggressor and the aggrieved.
Each officer, whose name appears on a monument somewhere
in this country today, displayed courage and a commitment
to serve and protect.
Thankfully, no officers were killed in Maine last year.
There are no new names to add to the monument. I pray
each day that this trend continues but if the unthinkable
happens know that you aren’t forgotten and memories of
you will burn bright in our prayers and hearts forever.
I would like to close by reading a short poem.
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"The Monument"
by Sgt. George Hann, L.A.P.D. (Retired)
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I never dreamed it would be me
My Name for all Eternity
Recorded here at this hallowed place
Alas, my name, no more my face
In the line of duty I hear them say
My family now the price will pay
My folded Flag Stained with their tears
We only had those few short years
The badge no longer on my chest
I sleep now in eternal rest
My sword I pass to those behind
And pray they keep this thought in mind
I never dreamed it would be me
And with heavy heart and bended knee
I ask for all here from the past
Dear God, let my name be the last
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Speech given by
Chief Butch Asselin
May 13, 2009
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