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Latest Hall of Fame

Hall of Fame

 
This section is intended to honor the memory of former colleagues who are no longer with us.   They are usually kindly submitted by family and friends, and we urge the families of our former colleagues to assist us in including their loved ones in our Hall of Fame.  As you will see, family members have also kindly provided us with photos.   

 

Tom Barnes

Served from 1966 - 1970

Tom Barnes joined the Bermuda Police in October 1965, along with 6 other experienced police officers from the UK.  Always outgoing and friendly,  Tom quickly became a popular colleague and he served in several departments, including Central Division (Hamilton), Traffic, Beach Squad, and in the Dog Section.

He left Bermuda in style in May 1970 when he set sail for Fiji in the Fletcher Christian along with several of his police colleagues, including Mike Caulkett.  Mike and Tom eventually settled back in the U.K. and  both joined the Sussex Police where they served for many years before retiring.  They also remained close friends for the next 45 years.

Tom’s loving wife, Juliet, requested that Mike give a eulogy at the funeral held at the Chichester Crematorium, West Sussex,  on Monday 5th October 2015.   We understand there was a big turnout, with people attending who represented the different parts of Tom’s life - from family, long term friends, local people from Bognor and Aldwick, tradespeople, and police officers from both the Sussex Police and from Bermuda.  In fact many people had to stand throughout the service. 

As a sign of the respect with which Tom was held by his police colleagues, it was arranged for NARPO (the National Association of Retired Police Officers) to provide a banner/drape to be placed on Tom’s coffin.

The service was followed by a reception at Inglenook Restaurant in Pagham which was also very well attended with much reminiscing.

We are greatly indebted to Mike Caulkett for providing us with the following copy of his eulogy which was very well received by all those present, and was much appreciated by Juliet.

 

 EULOGY FOR TOM BARNES

Young P.C. Tom Barnes
 

In the 50 years that I knew Tom I had a dependable, loyal, fun loving friend with whom I shared some of the best experiences of my life, some of which we were lucky to survive.

Born – butcher’s boy

Tom was born in 1943 in South Shields, Co Durham. On leaving school at 15 years of age he became a butcher’s boy and he had the scars on his hands to prove it.

Saving for own shop– joined police

I understand that Tom was saving hard to buy his own butchers shop when the lure of the Police became too strong to resist. It was in his blood as his father was at that time a very senior officer in the South Shields Police.

So, at aged 19 years of age Tom joined the Northumberland Police serving in Ashington and Whitley bay. Typically, and to his credit, Tom joined a different force to his father. He wanted to stand on his own two feet, which he did going on to enjoy a very varied career and interesting life.

Itchy feet – joined Bermuda Police

Tom clearly had itchy feet as just over two years later he successfully applied to join the Bermuda Police which is where we first met as I had left the Sussex Police to join the Bermuda Police sometime earlier.

Tom directs traffic at the birdcage on Front Street
 

Pink jacket

Shortly after arriving in Bermuda it was suggested to him, by someone who had been in the Bermuda Police for a while, that Tom should buy a PINK jacket, assuring Tom that it would go well with his new checked Bermuda shorts.

However, on next entering the Police Social Club proudly wearing his new PINK jacket Tom realised it had not been such a good idea as in typical police fashion he suffered much mickey taking and wolf whistling. As a result that he took the jacket to the cleaners and had it dyed blue.

Firm friends

From the moment we first met - probably in that same Police Club, Tom and I formed a firm friendship.

Stabbed

On one occasion this friendship nearly had a very serious consequence. For a reason I can’t now recall I desperately needed to get a night shift off and Tom agreed to work the shift for me.

During the night Tom was called to a complaint of youths tampering with a motor scooter. He found and confronted one of the offenders who turned on him and stabbed him nine times in the chest with a long screwdriver causing both of his lungs to collapse. Tom was rushed to hospital where only the best efforts of the medical staff saved his life. As you can imagine I felt very guilty about that.

On beat – dogs and beach squad

At first Tom worked the beat in Bermuda later transferring to the dog section and for a period - ‘Beach Squad’ - Yes, I can assure you that there was such a job in the Bermuda Police.

And what a job! Wandering along fantastic beaches all bronzed up in a uniform consisting of Bermuda shorts and short sleeved shirt and sometimes in plain clothes which could be just swimming trunks.

The idea of the patrols being to protect the mostly American tourists by keeping an eye out for unsavoury locals.

Of course the job involved chatting to lots of young female tourists. As I said – what a job.

Two sides to Tom

There were two distinct side to Tom – the chap who loved to socialise and made the best of his off duty time - and the very good, hard working fearless policemen with a good nose for spotting wrong doing that others might not have noticed.

He was a very good copper

Tom really did make the best of his time in Bermuda which, like me, he found life enhancing.

Fletcher Christian

In late 1969 a good friend asked me if I would be interested in joining the crew of a Baltic Trader Schooner sailing from Bermuda to Fiji. I immediately said that I would and he asked me if I could think of anyone else who might be interested - of course I could – my friend Tom - who jumped at the opportunity.

To cut a long story short, we both later resigned from the Bermuda Police, worked hard over many weeks preparing the boat for this long voyage and in the spring of 1970 we set off. We were to say the least a very inexperienced crew and many people in Bermuda thought that we would not be seen again.

Not long after leaving Bermuda on route to Puerto Rico, our first port of call, we were hit by a ferocious storm lasting several days which really did test us and we were later becalmed, again for several days, in the Bermuda triangle, a wholly different and very eerie experience.

The delay caused by the becalming resulted in the US Coastguard sending out an aircraft from Puerto Rico to search for us as we were overdue on our expected arrival there.

After several unplanned weeks in Puerto Rico which included installing a new engine we sailed across the Caribbean to South America and on through the Panama Canal and into the Pacific.

During several months on the boat we experienced enjoyable, frustrating, happy, exciting and downright frightening times and as a result Tom and I became even closer.

I left boat

For a variety of reasons I left the boat in Panama and travelled overland to New York before flying home and re-joining the Sussex Police.

Tom - Galapagos

Tom stayed on the boat visiting many Pacific Islands on route. But the group of islands that made the biggest impression on Tom were the Galapagos Islands and over the following years he mentioned them often.

Tom left boat

Tom decided to leave the boat in Tahiti and joined a cruise ship bound for Australia where he stayed for six weeks before returning to the UK on another cruise ship.

Undecided what to do

Undecided as to what he wanted to do with himself Tom bought a motorcycle, took it to Europe where – in his own words – after several weeks of debauchery the engine on the bike blew up and he returned home.

In pub police two tones

Sometime later Tom was in a pub with a friend –when a police car went by with its two tone horns blaring, Tom looked up and his friend said “That’s where you want to be isn’t it?”  - and Tom agreed.

Joined Sussex Police

Once again the call was strong and Tom joined the police once more. Whilst he had been away his father had retired and the family had moved south so Tom joined the Sussex Police and once again we found ourselves together.

Enjoyed a varied career

Tom then enjoyed a very varied career – working on the beat – as a panda car driver – for a period in Special Branch – and on a surveillance unit. He was also for a while the very successful collator at Bognor Police Station gathering and recording intelligence on those with criminal intent in that area.

Rhodesia / Zimbabwe

In 1979, due to his previous colonial service in Bermuda Tom was chosen to join a unit of British Police officers sent to Rhodesia, now Zimbabwe, to oversee the elections taking place in that country, another great experience that he thoroughly enjoyed.

Finished as dog handler

Tom finished his police career as a dog handler - a job he was very well suited to.

Married Juliet

In 1983 Tom married Juliet, the love of his life, and he was happier than I had seen him at any time. They enjoyed their home, their overseas holidays and cruises and their retreat in Devon. At first a touring caravan that they left there for the summer, visiting it frequently and later a beautiful static home on an elevated position overlooking the sea near Sidmouth.

Juliet’s parents

Juliet’s parents thought the world of Tom, realising that he was the best thing that had happened to Juliet and over the years they enjoyed many many happy times together which are memories that Juliet holds dear.

Home brew

In fact Juliet’s father introduced Tom to home brew beer but probably had no idea that Tom would take it to the level he did!!

Probably should have had a licence for running the first micro-brewery in Bognor!!

Trustan

After Juliet the great love in Tom’s life were his dogs and one dog in particular his beloved Police Dog – Trustan. And Juliet’s affection for Trustan equalled Tom’s - despite him being a police dog he was as much her dog as his.

Tom and Trustan made a formidable team and it was a brave man who would challenge them.

Ben and Alex visit

Tom was Godfather to our eldest son Ben and he and his brother Alex loved visiting Tom and Juliet and seeing Trustan.

Tom would send the boys off to hide in the house and then send Trustan off to find them. However, they weren’t so keen on the game when hiding in a wardrobe they could hear a very large Alsatian police dog snuffling round the door before barking loudly to announce that he had found the boys –

They were always very relieved to have Tom arrive to rescue them.

Sport

Tom didn’t play any of the usual team sports like rugby, football or cricket but he did box a bit in Bermuda. He was however a very strong swimmer who was very confident in the water and he went on the represent the Sussex Police Team in many Life Saving Competitions.

Front line police for bulk of his service

Tom served in uniform on the front line for the bulk of his service and was doing just that until the day of his retirement. This was to his credit as not many officers do that and it does take its toll both physically and emotionally, particularly as dog handlers are constantly dealing with violent incidents frequently involving unpleasant drunken youths. All too often Tom was called out from his bed in the middle of the night to respond to the need for a police dog at some incident or other.

Generous spirit

Tom might have been cautious with his money, and I did rib him about this, but he had a very generous spirit and would do anything for anyone, he was a wonderful host with ample food and drink supplied with no expense spared.

Davie Kerr e-mail

Two days ago I received an e-mail from a friend of Tom from Bermuda days telling of the last time he had seen Tom.

He started by say “Tommy was a good bloke”

In April 1987 he and another friend of Tom’s were on holiday here from Bermuda, neither of them had seen Tom for 16 years. They decided to surprise him by arriving at his home unannounced.

They knocked at Tom’s front door - He opened it – his eyes opened wide, his jaw dropped and he said ‘goodness me’ – OR WORDS TO THAT EFFECT – what are you two reprobates doing round here? – coom in quick before the neighbours see you!! Then his Geordie roots came to the fore as he called out to Juliet - “Hey Pet, here’s two blokes I was in the Bermuda Police with”

He invited them to stay for tea – apparently what he actually said was “I’m barbecuing – you are staying for tea” and they had a great time chatting about old times.

I feel this story sums up Tom’s humour and hospitality and clearly shows what he meant to others even years later.

Galapagos holiday

Earlier on I mentioned how much of an impression the Galapagos Islands had made on Tom all those years ago and it had always been his wish that he could take Juliet to see the wonders of those islands and we are so pleased that early last year he managed to do just that.

But no roughing it in a battered old sailing boat this time. He planned a fantastic luxury holiday which culminated in him and Juliet travelling through the Islands in a small luxury cruise ship before stepping ashore at different locations to enjoy the unique wild life to be seen there. They had a wonderful time. Once again, memories that Juliet will cherish.

Diagnosed – no self-pity

Since being diagnosed with cancer about a year ago Tom has displayed no self-pity whatsoever and spurned any attempts at sympathy – quite frankly he didn’t think about himself at all – his sole concern was for Juliet and his sole objective was to ensure that she would be left in as comfortable a situation as possible. He said to me at that time “Everything that happens now will be for Juliet”

New bungalow

At the time Tom was diagnosed he and Juliet were committed to moving to their new bungalow which needed an immense amount of work to be carried out before they could move in – quite frankly the timing could not have been worse.

However, after a total refurb of the bungalow Tom’s determination to do what he could for Juliet, despite being so poorly, - worked – and the result is a lovely home – he was rightly proud of it and he and Juliet found themselves surrounded by good neighbours who have been so supportive.

Loved country – proud Englishman Geordie

Tom loved his country - he was a very proud Englishman evidenced by the flying of the flag of St George in their garden at every opportunity and, despite living in the south for so long a very proud Geordie.

Walk through Bay Estate & Last summer wine

Over the years Tom enjoyed regular walks through the Bay Estate with a dog on route to the beach - constantly waving and calling out and chatting to many people. If he didn’t know the people very well he always knew their dogs.

He also met at up at the beach to chew the fat with a group of dog loving friends who became known as ‘The last of the summer wine’.

Good man – missed by so many

Tom was a good and popular man who was a great friend to me, he left a big impression on all who came in contact with him and he will be sorely missed by many – especially his mother, his sisters Ann and Janet and their families.

And not least of all …by Juliet to whom he was a loving, caring and devoted husband.

 

5th October 2015

Davie Kerr wrote the following email to Mike Caulkett after hearing of Tom’s death

Tommy was a good bloke. Don't know if you knew that the last time I'd seen him was in April '87, in the company of yet another good man gone too soon, the late Alan Keagle who was on leave from New Zealand. We managed to meet up in Brighton (not having seen each other for about 12 years), spent the day running around the area in his wee hire car chatting about this, that and the other (as you do), and landed up at the Bognor Regis Police Station as it was one of Alan's former postings.

 

We went it, introduced ourselves to the Station PC (they still had Station PC's in those days!) as visiting Policemen, and Alan said, "I used to work here 20-odd years ago: anyone here I might still remember?"

 

 "No idea," said the young PC who only looked about 20 himself, "but here's the Nominal Roll: have a look, and see if you know any names." So we're skiting down the list of names, and both stopped at one. We looked at each other, then at the Station PC, and said, "Is this guy about our age, about 6' tall, blond hair, a Geordie, and probably a dog handler?"
   

 

"Christ yes; that's him: do you know him?"

 

 "Know him? We used to work with him in Bermuda!" Yes, it was Tommy! The PC said, "I happen to know he's just started his Days Off, and he lives just down the road from here: would you like to stop by and see him?"

 

"Bloody RIGHT we would," we said: "we haven't seen him for about 16 years!"

 

So we got directions to the house  and found it dead easy as there was an obvious Police doggy van outside it: unmarked, but bristling with aerials like a porcupine's quills! He had one of those frosted glass panels in the front door. Alan and I knocked at the door, and stood back on the top step: we could see through the glass panel an approaching figure. The door opened and Tommy looked out: the eyes opened, the jaw dropped, and he said "Bloody 'Ell: what you two reprobates doing round 'eah? Coom in quick, before the neighbours see you!"

 

So in we went, and Tommy shouted, "Hey Pet, here's two blokes I was in the Bermuda Police with!", and so we were introduced to Juliet, who we both agreed was a lovely young lady. Tommy "invited" us to stay for tea: what he actually said was "I'm barbecueing: you're staying for tea!", so naturally Alan and I went along with the offer!

 

During the course of the conversation, while Tommy and Alan were discussing wine (a subject of no interest to me whatsoever), Juliet said to me, "The camaraderie in the Bermuda Police must be something incredible. You and Alan have just met up today for the first time in about 12 years; neither of you have seen Tommy for about 16 years; and you're all chattering away about stuff that might just have happened last week!" I agreed with her, but that was just the way it was in those days: when my wife died a few years back, I got sympathy e-mails from blokes that I hadn't even heard about, far less seen, for over 40 years. I very much doubt if Juliet would remember that particular meeting, but I certainly do.

 

And I still have the photo Tommy sent me of you, him, and big Mike Parris hiding behind three pints of beer!

 

On a more serious note, I hope there's a massive turnout on Monday. I'd love to be there, but I simply can't find any way of getting down on the Sunday that's going to get me there at a respectable hour and not cost an arm and a couple of legs in the process. I will, however, remember him at 1100.

 

I hope your eulogy is as well received as it deserves to be: as I said before, Tommy was a good bloke.

 

Cheers. Davie. 

Vic Richmond

Detective Superintendent Victor Graham "Vic" Richmond
Served from 1966-2001
 
Sergeant Vic Richmond
 
Members and former members of the Bermuda Police Service were deeply shocked and saddened to hear that retired D/Superintendent Vic Richmond had passed away at home here in Bermuda on 12th March 2015 shortly after returning from a cruise to Mexico with his wife Anne.  Travelling abroad was second nature to Vic who was truly one of the world great modern travelers, having visited some 130 countries during his lifetime.  Vic had heart surgery 2 years ago but had otherwise seemed to be in good health.

Vic was an outstanding and very popular police officer who became a great detective and headed C.I.D. as Detective Superintendent for many years. He was very highly respected by all who had the privilege of working with him.

Vic was also a superb sports administrator who had a special passion for boxing.  He was the first Chairman of the Police Boxing Section but he was also a great ambassador for the promotion of Bermudian boxers, serving as Chairman of the  Bermuda Amateur Boxing Association, and later as President of Bermuda Boxing Commission.

His funeral was held at Christchurch, Warwick, on Wednesday 18th March 2015, and although he had been retired from the Police Service since 2001,  as a sign of the high regard in which he was held, Commissioner of Police, Michael DeSilva, had his senior officers and those of the Reserve Police  attend in full ceremonial uniform, an honour guard of Police pallbearers, also in full ceremonial uniform, and the coffin draped with the Police Flag.

In attendance in the packed church were Premier Michael Dunkley JP, MP,  Senator Jeff Baron, the Junior Minster of National Security,  three retired Police Commissioners,  Frederick ‘Penny” Bean,  Clive Donald, and George Jackson,  and numerous former and retired police officers, and friends.  Commissioner DeSilva was off Island on business, but sent his sincere condolences and personal comments that were read by Roger Sherratt. 

Vic was survived by his beloved wife, Anne, his children: Yvonne (Domenico ) and John (Grainne); brother Ian and sister Lynda (Scotland); his precious grandchildren: Francesca, Luigi and Gianluca; his niece Shirley, nephew Ian and their respective families; The Richmond family in Dunoon Scotland, the Paterson family in England, The Campbell family, The Stuart family; The Howie family in Scotland, numerous other relatives and friends. Harry, Seamus Zorro and the recently deceased Max - man's best friends. 

Retired Inspector Dave Cart read the eulogy for Vic, and retired Chief Inspector Roger Sherratt delivered a tribute to Vic on behalf of the Bermuda Police Service,  both of which are printed below, Retired Inspector John Dale sang a magnificent solo:  The Holy City.

Eulogy for Vic Richmond
read by David Cart
at Vic’s Funeral held at
Christchurch, Warwick,
Wednesday 18th March 2015
 

Victor Graham Richmond was born on the 14th August 1945, to John and Agnes Richmond on Victory over Japan day in the small village of Connel in Argyllshire, Scotland. His mother and father had chosen the name Graham, however, upon hearing the news that the war was completely over, what would be more befitting than to call him Victor?

Young Victor wearing Bermuda Shorts!
 

Victor spent a year and a half from the time he was 11 years old in Mearnskirk Hospital in Glasgow – over 100 miles from his home.  He was never told by his parents what the problem was with his leg but laterally, being the good detective that he was he narrowed it down to probably being Tuberculosis.  Obviously, he missed a lot of his schooling and, in fact, only accomplished two years of high school.

It was then that Victor’s adventure would begin; he joined Stirling and Clackmannan Police Force when he was sixteen as a Police Cadet and served in various police stations until he arrived in Bannockburn. In Bannockburn, Victor attended night school in order to complete his high school education which he did successfully.

A Bannockburn Bobby
 

One Thursday after church choir practice, two young girls walked into the Bannockburn Police Station to report a lost purse and there was Victor sitting behind the desk. Once the business was finished, and the statement had been taken, Victor asked the girls what did they find to do in the evenings – to which one of them replied we go to the cafe and so his romance with Anne began.

One cold Scottish night, when he was out on a date with Anne, he mentioned to her that he had seen an advertisement for Police Officers in Bermuda and suggested that it might be a good idea to move to a warmer climate for a while.  He applied for a position and was advised that he was too young and that the recruiting age was 21 years.

Young Constable Vic Richmond
 

Time went on and Anne and Victor took their first trip together, which would be the first of many, to the West Coast of Scotland for a camping holiday. At the then age of 20 years old, he called home to his mother to check on her and was told that there was a letter for him from the Crown Agents Office in London. He asked her to open it, and inside were the details of the position in Bermuda.

And so, Victor’s adventure continued and on the 5th September 1966 Victor landed in Bermuda to begin what he thought was a five year contract with the Bermuda Police Force which turned out to be 35 years of dedicated service to not only the Bermuda Police Force but also to Bermuda.

Vic sets foot on Bermuda soil in September 1966
Can you identify his group?
 

Anne followed her sweetheart and joined Victor in early 1967 and so began the next stage of a wonderful life.  They were married that year and Yvonne, their precious daughter was born in December. Four years later they were gifted with their equally precious son John.

Victor’s daughter Yvonne and son-in-law Domenico gave him the wonderful gift of his three grandchildren, Francesca, Luigi and Gianluca, whom he absolutely adored. He followed their every move in school, sports and daily activities making sure he had a significant presence in their lives. The weekly Sunday dinners sharing stories with Grandpa, being quizzed on the Capital cities of all the different countries around the world, and the simple catch up will never be the same however, Victor’s memory will live on and continue to encourage, motivate and spark adventure.

Victor thoroughly enjoyed spending time at John and his daughter in law Grainne’s house during the day. He had a routine which he stuck to like clockwork, not that that should be surprising. He loved the feeling of having a purpose, and that he was needed even in the simplest of ways. The scheduled walks with Max and Seamus up at Kessie as well as at 111 with Harry and more recently Zorro will be truly missed by man’s best friends.

Victor was so proud of his children and what they had accomplished in their lives and was never shy about telling them. Victor played one of his most important roles on his life journey, and that was as a father and grandfather. It was in these roles that Victor executed his greatest qualities of being a good listener, a voice of reason, a great story teller, and most importantly a best friend.

Victor had a thirst for expeditions and adventures and a desire to travel the world. Victor was an explorer, and a well organized traveller.  Early this year, Victor was overjoyed to have marked off the 130th country on his bucket list. After having triple bypass last year March, you’d have thought that he’d have taken it easy, but not our Victor! Victor travelled and marked off several ticks from his bucket list, including, Haiti, Norway and a Paris River Cruise. His family looked forward to all of the stories of his adventures and the friends that he had made along the way. He truly was one of the greatest modern day world travellers. 

Victor had a soft spot for his older brother Ian’s children, Shirley and Ian Richmond who we are very grateful to have here today as we pay our respects.

Victor was a passionate follower of sport, especially when a Scotsman, Bermudian or British athlete was accomplishing extraordinary feats. He was a staunch supporter of Sir Alex Ferguson, until Shawn Goater’s Manchester City showed up to play Manchester United. That was the one derby where he had to support the boy from Bermuda, who, against all odds, had believed in himself and accomplished great things. And so it went, with not only Shawn, but then Kyle Lightbourne, Jontae Smith, and now of course, Nakhi Wells making names for themselves in the English Leagues. All of them he followed with pride of what they had accomplished and how they had, and continue, to represent Bermuda.

Victor’s passion for Bermudians in sport was never more evident than in the boxing community. His family were at times perplexed with how a man who abhorred physical violence could follow such a sport where fighting was the main ingredient. But there he was, in his element either as an administrator for the Boxing Association, a referee or a judge time and again answering the call. He spoke with so much pride of the achievements of Clarence Hill, Troy Darrell, Quinn Paynter whom he accompanied to the 1988 Seoul Olympics, and of course our most recent title holder, Teresa Perozzi.

Victor was a man who never showed favouritism, especially when it came to family. There was the time where his son in law Domenico was playing for Prospect football Club and Victor was managing. Domenico was one of Prospect’s better players, however there was a game he unfortunately had to miss as he was working that night. The next game he was dropped. Victor’s wife Anne asked, “Why have you dropped Domenico?” In response Victor replied, “Rai Harrison had a great game in his place, and anyway now that Rai has a moustache as well, he looks Italian so nobody will know”.

Vic and members of his winning Prospect Football Club
 

Finally, to all of the great men and women that Victor has had a chance to work with in the Bermuda Police Service. You all were like his extended family to him. He loved you deeply, although probably at times had strange ways of showing it. As his immediate family, we are sure there were times he was tough, stubborn and perhaps even a bit harsh. But we know, having experienced it all ourselves, that he did it because he cared about all of you and that it definitely helped in making you the Officers, and indeed the persons, you are today.

Victor truly touched the lives of many with his professionalism, loyalty, compassion and dedication. The family find great comfort in knowing that Victor lived an amazing life, full of adventure and expeditions, great friends, proud moments, and dedicated service. Victor touched many hearts, both in Bermuda and on his travels. It is said that in the end, it’s not the years in your life that count, it is the life in your years, and Victor Graham Richmond lived a full life.

He will be greatly missed.

Tribute to retired D/Superintendent Vic Richmond
Delivered on behalf of Commissioner Michael DeSilva
by Roger Sherratt at Christchurch, Warwick,on 18th March 2015
 

I feel privileged to have been asked to say a few words about Vic’s career in the Bermuda Police Force, and I should start by saying that the Commissioner of Police Michael DeSilva would have been standing here this afternoon but he is off Island on business, and has sent a personal message which I will pass on in a few minutes.

It was a young P.C. Vic Richmond who arrived in Bermuda on 5th September 1966 with a group of 14 recruits from the UK.  And if you’ll pardon the pun, he was a “sterling” young man -  having just spent 2 years serving in the Stirling Police Force in Scotland.

Vic spent his first 5 years in the Force in Central Division, Hamilton Police Station, and as most of those who knew Vic will be aware, he caught the “Boxing Bug” in 1969 when the Police put on their first evening of Boxing at the Police Club.

For anyone not familiar with the Police Boxing “smokers”,  these were male only evenings at which everyone wore tuxedos,  drank champagne, and smoked only cigars,  and even the best of friends would step into the ring for 3 rounds trying to flatten their opponents – and often succeeding!  Several wedding photographs bear witness to this – with grooms sporting black eyes on their big day!

Everything about the evening was very professional, except the boxers, with mainly policeman acting as trainers, seconds,  referees and judges.   These events became so popular that the annual Police Boxing nights eventually moved to packed houses at the Southampton Princess Hotel.

What some may not know is that Vic signed up to fight against Dave Cook – the two of them having arrived on the same plane in 1966.  Unfortunately, or perhaps fortunately for Vic, he broke his nose playing football just before the fight and had to withdraw.

Vic wearing his white short and bow tie
tells Keith Cassidy where to go!
 

It appears that Vic made a life changing decision because from then on he abandoned any idea of donning boxing gloves and only ever entered the boxing ring wearing a crisp white shirt and bow tie.  He became the first Chairman of the Police Boxing section where he was affectionately known as “Chairman Mao” (as in Mao Tse Tung), and his football career seemed to take a similar turn;  he also became manager of the  Prospect Police football team through the 1970’s.

Vic and his team celebrating in style
Prospect Football Team 1973 Season
 

He may not have been a star sportsman, but Vic really excelled with his superb administration skills, and genuine interest in the esprit de corps of the Police whether it was managing the football team, the boxing section, or so many of the numerous social events he organized, with the help and support of Anne, such as BBQ’s, Treasure Hunts,  Ceilidh’s,  and I’m told even cricket, which for a Scotsman, is truly extraordinary!

Vic was instrumental in making contact with the Massachusetts State Police back in the late 1970’s which started a series of boxing tournaments with the Bermuda Police.  And he was also instrumental in establishing contacts with the Denver Police and the New York Police Department, resulting in boxing matches with the Denver Police, and participation in events with the New York City Police.

A Veritable Who's Who of the Police Boxing Section
But who is who?
 

Not only was he a great ambassador for the Bermuda Police but Vic went on to become first a referee and then a judge in local and international boxing matches, and he held the positions of Chairman of the Bermuda Amateur Boxing Association and later, President of the Bermuda Boxing Commission.  His contacts greatly benefitted young aspiring Bermudian boxers such as Quinn Paynter whose travels with the Police Boxing Team to tournaments in the US helped him to qualify for the 1988 Seoul Olympics.  Troy Darrell, Teresa Perozzi and Clarence Hill, Bermuda’s only Olympic medalist in the 1976 Montreal Olympics all paid tribute in Monday’s Royal Gazette to Vic’s tireless work for boxing in Bermuda and the help he provided them during their careers.  As eloquently stated by Clarence Hill, “Bermuda has lost one of its greatest ambassadors. Vic’s passing has taken a lot from local boxing. He really did a lot for boxing in Bermuda.”

Getting back to his Police activities, Vic went to work in the Prosecutions Department in 1971, a move that undoubtedly played a major role in his future police career.  He quickly established a reputation as an outstanding prosecutor, always well prepared and very knowledgeable of the law, and he was said to have set an excellent example to young Crown Counsels.  Magistrate K.C. Nadarajah once stated publicly that, “Mr. Richmond presented his case with admirable precision and extreme thoroughness.” His time in Prosecutions provided him with a wealth of experience in preparing files that was to be invaluable when he eventually found his true police calling as a C.I.D. officer.  

Vic was promoted to uniform Sergeant in 1973 while working in Prosecutions and had stints in both Central Division and Prosecutions before cutting his investigative teeth as the Office-in-Charge of Cycle Squad in the late 1970’s.  After reviewing Vic’s performance Chief Inspector Lister wrote that he was an efficient officer who handled men well with good supervision and guidance; he excelled in administration ability, the organization of files, court cases and registers.

It was in September 1982 that he was transferred to Central CID where he really came into his own and spent the rest of his 35 year police career. 

He was promoted to Inspector in 1985, then to Detective Chief Inspector, and later Detective Superintendent in charge of CID in November 1994.  Retired Assistant Commissioner Carlton Adams recalls working alongside Vic as two young Detective Sergeants in Central CID, and he makes the point that Vic’s abilities as a detective were greatly enhanced by his background in Prosecutions because he knew what was needed in preparing cases for court, and he was always willing to pass that knowledge on to young detectives.

A Happy Get Together at Central CID with King Vic
Can you name them? 
 

In fact Vic had the ideal personality to lead his men and women.  He was in many ways easy going without being overbearing or officious, and he was generous with his time; he encouraged everyone to perform to the best of their abilities and when speaking with those who worked under him he was considered to be easy to talk to and a natural born leader who inspired all those around him.  He also headed many of the major investigations of the day and was always meticulous in everything he did. 

One only has to read the comments in Vic’s obituary notice in the Royal Gazette to appreciate the high regard in which he was held by those who worked with him.  Just a few examples,

“A wonderful warm person, and a superb detective”

“one of the best senior officers I ever worked with”

“one of the most dedicated I ever met in service”

“He was truly in a league of his own, very highly respected by all in the Bermuda Police Service”

“What a fine Officer I had the pleasure of working under. I'll be thinking of all the happy memories I enjoyed with Vic in Cycle Squad, CID and Boxing. If the world was full of Vic Richmond’s it would be a better place.

I would like to conclude with personal comments from Commissioner of Police, Michael DeSilva who sends his apologies for not being able to be here this afternoon due to being away on business. And I quote:-

“Mr. Richmond had a full career, most notably in the CID where he had a reputation as a very accomplished Detective. His personnel file at Headquarters contains details of commendations he received that are too numerous to list, but notably he was awarded the Colonial Police Medal (CPM) for Meritorious Service in the Queen's New Year's Honour’s List in 1998. Vic was a dedicated and very competent police officer who was held in high esteem throughout his service and long into his retirement.

Vic receives his CPM at Government House
accompanied by his son
 

“I didn't work closely with him until near the end of his career when I moved to Narcotics as an Inspector and he was the Acting Assistant Commissioner for Crime. I was a young and novice detective and I will always be grateful for the patience he showed and the personal interest he took in my professional development. The BPS has lost a highly regarded colleague and dear friend, and I offer my thoughts and prayers to his wife and family as they cope with this very sad loss.”

It is a clear sign of the high regard in which Vic was held that so many serving officers inthe Bermuda Police Service and the Reserve Police are here this afternoon in full ceremonial uniform as a mark of respect for their distinguished colleague, along with at least three retired Commissioners and so many of Vic’s friends and former colleagues who served with him.

Vic gave 35 years of dedicated service to the Bermuda Police, retiring in  August 2001, and all who served with him, and the community at large, are all the better for it.

On behalf of all the Bermuda Police family I extend our sincere condolences to Anne, Yvonne and John, and to all of your family both locally and abroad. Our heartfelt thoughts and prayers are with you.

Retired Chief Inspector Roger Sherratt
President
Bermuda Ex-Police Officers Association
18th March 2015
 
Following the funeral service Vic was  laid to rest in the cemetery at Christchurch.
 
28th June 2015

We received the following email from Mick Brown today and thought it is definitely worth publishing!

 

I was saddened to hear of the passing of Vic Richmond. One or two people who may remember me may recall that during my tenure there in Bermuda (1971 - 77) it was thought that Vic and I had more than a passing resemblance to each other. This being the case it was decided (I can't remember who suggested it ) that Vic and I should enter the Police Club talent contest that was occasionaly held. We both had moustaches and similar hair styles and so on the evening of the contest we ensured that we dressed identically in blazer, tie and matching Bermuda shorts.

    Vic  

   

Mick

Judge for yourselves!

 

When it was our turn on stage we entered the club hall from different doors and made our way up on to the stage to what I think I remember was a goodly round of applause!! We then supposedly "brought the house down" by singing a duet of our variation of "Daisy Daisy give me your answer do" which we changed to "Annie Annie give us your answer do"" and the bicycle made for two became became a bicycle made for three! Suffice to say much to the dismay of some of the other "contestants" we won hands down!!

 

If you feel that this is suitable material for the website then please feel free to include it!

Regards

Mick Brown

Arthur Rose

 

1924 -  2015
Inspector Arthur Rose
 

Retired Inspector Arthur Rose, was our oldest Police pensioner when we heard the sad news that he had died at his home in Hastings, Sussex on Tuesday 17th March 2015,  just a few weeks short of his 91st birthday.

CLICK HERE for an excellent article about Arthur published in the Royal Gazette on 23rd March 2015.

(Editors note - Unfortunately,  the link to this article no longer works, but the article about Arthur published in the Royal Gazette in 2015 will be available in their archives.)

Born in Hastings, Sussex, on 27th March 1924, Arthur had served with the Lancashire Fusiliers, mainly in India during the Second World War, and joined the Bermuda Police Force in April 1951, where he served for 28 years, before retiring as an Inspector in the Police Traffic Department.

Arthur started his police career on the beat in Hamilton, then as a Parish Constable in Paget, before being promoted to Sergeant, serving in Hamilton and St. George.  After promotion to Inspector he spent the rest of his service in the Police Traffic Department.

An all-round and imposing sportsman being over 6’ 4” in height, he played in both our first Bermuda Police football team, and our first Police rugby team during the early 1950’s, and was also an avid squash and tennis player.  Arthur was a very popular member of the Force and was well known for always “whistling while he worked”!  CLICK HERE for an article on Arthur's life story in our "Then and Now" column.

After leaving the Police he worked for Stevedoring Services for 10 years before eventually moving back to England having spent 57 years here in Bermuda.  For the past 7 years he had been living with his sister, Mrs Jean Wright in Hastings, Sussex.

A funeral service was held for Arthur on Tuesday 7th April 2015, at the Hastings Crematorium in East Sussex, and there was a gathering of family and friends afterwards at Arthur’s favourite little pub, The Queen’s Head in Ickleshall at which one of our former P.C’s, Mike Caulkett, kindly gave the following tribute.

 

Tribute to Inspector Arthur Rose

It's a real privilege to be here this morning to say a few words about our good friend Arthur Rose on behalf of the Bermuda Police Force and all of Arthur's friends in Bermuda.

Although Arthur was born and raised here in Sussex,  he spent more than half his life in Bermuda where he was a very popular police officer and sportsman.   At the time of his death he was our oldest  Police retiree -  at the age of 90.  He had arrived in Bermuda in April 1951,  and by all accounts he quickly adapted to the Island's  lifestyle.  I had visions of him cutting a dashing figure patrolling the beat in Bermuda shorts, but I was shocked to hear that when Arthur joined the Force they were still wearing serge uniforms in the winter, and long trousers in the summer.   I can tell you from first hand experience that Bermuda shorts are perfect in their lovely warm weather.

Arthur was a very active and talented sportsman who helped to organize and play in the first Bermuda Police football team in the early 1950's. And to show his versatility he also played in our first Police rugby team.   

When I arrived in Bermuda in November 1964, Arthur was then a Sergeant in the capital City of Hamilton. He was no longer playing football or rugby but he was a keen squash player and tennis player.   A good friend of mine, Roger Sherratt, who was also a good squash player, and much younger than Arthur, describes how impossible it was to get around Arthur on the squash court because he would always use his height to his advantage spreading his arms and legs out like an albatross!  He was also an avid tennis player and continued to play doubles with a group of friends long after his retirement from the Police.

I'd like to think we had a few things in common.  At our height we both tended to look down on most people, and we both played rugby for the Police team where our height was very useful in line-outs.

Traffic Division taken in November 1978.
Back Row (l-R)Anthony Taylor, Roger Brydon, Hiram Edwards, John Instone, George Rushe, 
David O’Meara, John Baxter, Nicky Bolton, Charlie Mooney, Mike Phillips , Barry Higham, 
DaveSmith, Laurie Phillips, Pater Walgate, Gordon Farquhuar, Gary Murrell, 
Frank Wood, Lyndon Lewis.
Front Row (l-r) Dennis Gordon, John Graham, Brenda Lewis, Orson Daisley, Dee Tavares,
Roger Beschizza, Chief Inspector Ernie Moniz, Inspector Robin Henagulph,
 Inspector Arthur Rose, Andy Hall, Stephen Peterson, Roger Sherratt, 
Archie Husbands, Roger Kendall, Esther Smith, Mike Burke, Carol Royer. 
 
Close up of above photo with Chief Inspector
Ernie Moniz and Inspector Arthur Rose
 

Arthur reached the rank of Inspector and spent his latter years in the Police Traffic Department where I also spent some time.  I can say without fear of contradiction that he was always a very popular policeman and colleague who was respected by all those who worked with him throughout his 28 years in the Police Force. He had a very cheerful disposition, and was always "whistling while he worked".  

The present Commissioner of Police, Mr. Michael DeSilva has asked me to pass on his sincere condolences to Arthur's family and friends.  

After leaving the Force he worked for about 10 years at the company running Hamilton Docks - Stevedoreing Services, where the Managing Director was a former policeman, Mike Lohan, who has written to say, and I quote, "Arthur was always a pleasure to work alongside.  He was immaculate in his dress and had a great ability to get along with all of our staff. His cheery manner was only equaled by his dependability in all he put his mind to over the years I knew him.  He was a good friend and his smiling face is a lasting memory that all who knew him will share."

After retiring from Stevedoring Services, Arthur and his work ethic was still in demand, and he worked part-time for several years for another former police officer, John Swift, at his paint company.  John has written to say, 

"I first got to know Arthur when I arrived in Bermuda as a young policeman and he was without doubt one of the nicest and kindest persons I have had the pleasure of knowing.  Arthur's closest friend was Alan Waddicor - the two of them came out to Bermuda together, roomed next to each other in the Police barracks and regularly squared off against each other on the squash courts.  For many years even after leaving the Police Force, Arthur and Alan would regularly get together for lunch on Wednesday afternoons along with a group of good friends from their Police days. I was fortunate to be invited to join them and will always remember those get-togethers as happy occasions as we discussed all manner of topics and attempted to right all that was wrong with the world.

Arthur always stayed in close touch with Alan, even after Arthur returned here to Hastings, and after Alan passed on Arthur kept in touch with his widow Agnes every Sunday.  I know that Agnes greatly misses her weekly chats with Arthur.  

After Arthur retired from full employment I had the pleasure of employing him on a part-time basis at Pembroke Paint Company.  Three mornings each week Arthur would walk in and sit at the computer, cheerfully entering all the customers paint records. It was obvious that all who came into contact with Arthur enjoyed his company. It was extremely pleasing to me that I could give Arthur some extra pin money as his last employer in Bermuda."

Arthur was a much loved and highly respected police officer and friend to all of his colleagues in Bermuda.  He will be sorely missed by all who knew him, and in particular those I have mentioned, along with his very good friend George Hammond, Bob Stewart,  Derek Brashier, Brian Jones, Tony Saunders, and many others.   Regretfully, they cannot be here today to pay their last respects to Arthur.  They will take solace in hearing that this service will be followed by a gathering of Arthur's family and friends at one of his favourite pubs.  

I understand that at his express wishes Arthur's ashes will be sent to Bermuda to be buried in the Police Cemetery at Prospect near to where he worked and lived for many years.  The Commissioner of Police has kindly decided that Arthur will have a Police Honour Guard at the  service  which will be followed by a reception at the Police Senior Officers Mess where comrades and colleagues will drink a fond farewell toast to a man who has left an indelible impression on all who knew him. 

May I extend our sincere condolences to Arthur's sisters Jean and Lily, and to all of his family from all those who worked and socialized with Arthur during his time in Bermuda.”

Mike Caulkett

Military and Police Cemetery at Prospect
Police section of cemetery is at far end

Arthur’s ashes were brought to Bermuda, and on Friday 1st May 2015, they were laid to rest in the Police Cemetery at Prospect during a Memorial Service that was well attended by many of his old friends and colleagues, together with retired Commissioners Fred “Penny” Bean and Clive Donald, together with the present Commissioner of Police, Michael DeSilva, and other senior officers. 

Rev. Bishop Lloyd Duncan commits ashes
 

A Police Honour Guard was present during the service and committal of the ashes which was conducted by our Police Pastor, The Rev. Bishop Lloyd Duncan (a former Bermuda police officer), while Roger Sherratt provided Words of Remembrance.

Police Memorial in cemetery
 

Following the service there was a reception in the Senior Officer’s Mess at Prospect that was also well attended.  Many stories were told by those present about their fond recollections of Arthur.

George Hammond reads a letter from Arthur's sister Mrs Jean
Wright and proposes a toast to a dear departed friend
 

George Hammond movingly described how he and Arthur had always been the very best of friends, and in conclusion George read a letter from Arthur’s sister, Mrs Jean Wright, who asked all those present to raise their glasses in a toast to our dear departed friend.  It was unanimously agreed that Arthur would have greatly enjoyed the reception.

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