|Birth: ||Mar. 7, 1937|
|Death: ||May 26, 1963|
Trooper William Everett Tevis, 26 years of age, was shot and killed on May 26, 1963 at 2:40 a.m. while off-duty and riding with another trooper. The other trooper had just arrested a man suspected of drunk driving and his wife. The wife was able to slip the man a handgun from her purse. He then shot and killed Trooper Tevis. The other Trooper returned fire and killed the suspect.
William had served with the Kentucky State Police for 4 years. His death occurred while he was carrying out his sworn duties as a Kentucky State Police Officer to serve and protect the people of the Commonwealth of Kentucky.
In April of 2003 Kentucky State Police Commissioner Patrick Simpson and the family of Trooper William Tevis unveiled the sign naming Kentucky Highway 461 in Pulaski County the "Trooper William E. Tevis Memorial Highway" in honor and memory of Trooper Tevis.
He was born on March 7, 1937. He was a graduate of cadet class No#26 in 1959 and was assigned to Post No#11 in London, Kentucky.
He was survived by his wife, Roberta Tipton Tevis; and three young sons, William Tevis age 8, James Tevis age 6, and Robert Tevis age 3; and a host of family and friends who mourn his passing.
Burial was in the Richmond Cemetery in Madison County, Kentucky.
THIS IS A TRIBUTE IN MEMORY OF WILLIAM TEVIS,
The Policeman stood and faced his God,
Which must always come to pass.
He hoped his shoes were shining,
Just as brightly as his brass.
Step forward now, Policeman,
How shall I deal with you?
Have you always turned the other cheek?
To my church have you been true?
The Policeman squared his shoulder and said,
No, Lord, I guess I ain't,
Because those of us who carry badges,
Can't always be saints.
I've had to work most Sundays,
And at times my talk was rough,
And sometimes I've been violent,
Because the streets are tough.
But I never took a penny,
That wasn't mine to keep.
Though I've worked a lot of overtime,
When the bills got too steep.
But I never passed a cry for help,
Though at times I shook with fears.
And sometimes, God forgive me,
I've wept unmanly tears.
I know I don't deserve a place,
Among the people here.
They never wanted me around,
Except to calm their fears.
If you've a place for me here, Lord,
It needn't be so grand.
I never expected or had too much,
But if you don't, I'll understand.
There was silence around the throne,
Where the saints had often trod.
As the Policeman waited quietly,
For the judgment of his God.
Step forward now, Policeman,
You've bourne your burdens well.
Come walk a beat on Heaven's streets,
You've done your time in Hell.
Roberta Tevis Upchurch (1935 - 2001)*
Note: William was the first Kentucky State Trooper to be murdered in the line of duty.
Plot: Center of section X, next to road
Maintained by: Remembered ~*~ Angels
Originally Created by: Cadmus
Record added: Jun 18, 2009
Find A Grave Memorial# 38486660