John D. Kennedy

1941 - 1974
Badge 219
Delray Beach Police Department

Badge 219 High School Senior Scholarship Fund
2019 Recipient
Rosalie Tomas / Saint John Paul II / Junior

Badge 219

More than 1,100 civilians, police officers, and complete strangers showed up to St. Vincent Ferrer Church to pay homage to Delray Beach Police Officer, John Daniel Kennedy.

Officer Kennedy was slain on Saturday, August 10th, 1974. While filling out a report at a gas station on West Atlantic Avenue, in Delray Beach, officer Kennedy was ambushed, shot, and ultimately died in his patrol car at 1:20 A.M.

The killing of any police officer, particularly one so well liked and mild mannered as Officer Kennedy, shocks every community, including Delray Beach.

Officer Kennedy, age 32 at the time of his death, was survived by his wife, Linda, and children: Dawn, Jean, Anne, John, Paul, and expecting Danny .

Officer Kennedy wore badge 219 at the police department.

John D. served his fellow man, but he loved his family first and foremost. Life has not ended, solely because he has started a new life with God, and will continue to stand by his family.

Officer Kennedy now lives on through his children and grand children.

“Time has lessened the pain and anguish of losing a loved one, and has replaced it with a sense of pride of what the law enforcement officers stand for and believe in.”

– John Walter Kennedy (oldest son)

Someone Killed A Policeman Today

Someone killed a policeman today
And a part of America died...
And a piece of our country which he swore to protect
Will be buried with him at his side.

The beat that he walked was a battlefield too,
Just as if he had gone off to war.
Though the flag of our nation won't fly at half mast,
To his name they will add a gold star.

The suspect that shot him will stand up in court
With counsel demanding his rights,
While a young, widowed mother must work hard for kids
And spend many long, lonely nights.

Yes, someone killed a policeman today,
Maybe in your hometown or mine,
While we slept in comfort behind our locked doors
A cop put his life on the line.

Now his ghost walks the beat on a dark city street
And he stands by each new rookies side.
He answered the call, of himself gave his all

And a Part of America Died!

- Author Unknown