My Paternal Grandfather died decades before I was born, in fact just months after my father was born. He was a New York City Police Officer, and he died when the police truck he was in ran off a road near a police camp in upstate New York in 1923.
Back in the Summer of 2001, I started a campaign to have his name added to the NYPD Police Memorial, honoring officers who died in the line of duty.
Then came 9/11, and the volunteer retired officer who handles the project had more deceased officers on his hands than could ever have been predicted.
I let it go till last year, when I made contact again and emailed various documents about the accident and his service to the force.
Yesterday I received word that his name is officially on the memorial now, and will be added to a national memorial in D.C.
Thank you for your service, Sgt. Lennox.
Back in the Summer of 2001, I started a campaign to have his name added to the NYPD Police Memorial, honoring officers who died in the line of duty.
Then came 9/11, and the volunteer retired officer who handles the project had more deceased officers on his hands than could ever have been predicted.
I let it go till last year, when I made contact again and emailed various documents about the accident and his service to the force.
Yesterday I received word that his name is officially on the memorial now, and will be added to a national memorial in D.C.
Thank you for your service, Sgt. Lennox.
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