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Albert B. Risdorfer (4/29/24 – 4/8/98) Dad, Veteran, Police Officer, Hero – posted by Al Risdorfer, his Son

Albert B. Risdorfer (4/29/24 – 4/8/98) Dad, Veteran, Police Officer, Hero – posted by Al Risdorfer, his Son
My Dad was an incredible, loving father who sacrificed much to care for his wife, kids and the others in his family every day of his life. He often worked 3 jobs to make ends meet, and yet never had a night out on his own, or bought anything of value for himself. I don’t recall him ever having any money in his pocket. It all went to his wife for the house and to us, his kids.
He was a man of great faith and principle, among which were an overbearing sense of patriotism and desire to be of service to his community. He was a man of deep religious spirituality who, till close to his death when his body would not allow him to do so, ended each day on his knees by his bedside to say his evening prayers, just as he had done since he was a boy. Yet he was a man also of this world, always quick with a silly joke, and hearty laugh. He had soft spot for dogs, and loved sports and TV. And although he loved a good beer, a Manhattan cocktail with a dash of maraschino cherry juice was his favorite drink. And Man!! Did he love to eat! He preferred hamburger over steak any day. he loved shrimp!…and of course his wife Justina’s Italian cooking. He was the kind of guy who, when he’d return from a vacation could recall every meal in intricate detail, and never mention the weather, the sights, the hotel. Like I said…he LOVED to eat!
He served honorably in World War II in the European theater and then for years later, served in various offices of the local Veterans of Foreign Wars post working for veterans rights and commemorating those who had given the ultimate sacrifice to keep us free. But if you were to ask Dad what he’d say most defined his life, it would be his service as a police officer. He followed in the footsteps of his own Dad and served for 17 years as a member of the Philadelphia Police Department and then for an additional 10 years as a special agent for the Pennsylvania State Crime Commission. He was a good cop, an honest cop, a diligent cop. He was THE penultimate professional and took enormous pride in his work. He died in 1998 after fighting a horrible disease called Shy-Drager Syndrome. But for me, and for all of us who recall his memory, he is forever our hero.
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