of excellence. the impact that event had on him watching his dad complete a task he has been assigned. glap as a reserve deputy sheriff. he attended the almeida county regional training center, and made the transition to the hayward police department in may of 2001. he was selected to the special duty unit in 2004, where he served until 2008. never straying far from his role

as] became the filtrating officer until his promotion to sergeant in late 2009. scott returned to the special duty unit as a supervisor in january 2010 where he and his team made a tremt tremendous impact investigating and combating gangs. in may of this year, scott was selected as the field training program supervisor, where once again scott's leadership, work ethic, and mentoring were instrumental in bringing our new hires up to speed. scott was a member of our special response unit, s.w.a.t.

as well as the team's senior team leader where he served as both the sniper and entry team leader. scott personified the warrior spirit and everything that he did, his commitment to excellence, his drive, his leadership, his can do attitude. he was an example of how we should live our lives every day. scott lived big, really big. so as i close, i would like to leave you with this quote. "life is not a journey to the grave with the intention of arriving safely in a pretty and

well-preserved body. but rather to skid in broadside, thoroughly used up, totally worn out and loudly proclaiming, wow! what a ride!" here's to you, scott. it was one hell of a ride. >> i would like to introduce hayward police department acting sergeant brian maloney.

>> i got one running, adam 5-3 i'm with him. that's what it was like working with scott lunger. family and friends of scott, sara and ashton, jen, trevor and ethan, our brothers and sisters in law enforcement, first responders, community members and distinguished guests in attendance, thank you. my name is brian maloney. i worked with scott for 14

years, side by side, beat partners in the gang units and on the s.w.a.t. team. the past couple of days i put these words together, all while sitting next to scott's side, so he helped me write this. scott and i started the hayward police department a few months apart from each other in 2001. he came from the contra costa county sheriff and i was a lateral from the almeida county sheriff. scott breezed through the field training program. one of his ftos even said, "i was supposed to be teaching him but i found out i could actually learn a thing or two from him." he also said "it's rare that someone goes from being your recruit to being your mentor."

after work and patrol, it didn't take long for scott to get an assignment on the special duty unit, which is a gang street team, a position on the s.w.a.t. team which is referred to as the special response unit or sru, at hpd. scott helped me train while i prepared for the sru test. his encouragement and motivation helped me succeed in getting onto the team. after his assignment in sdu, scott came back with patrol and we were both assigned to the midnight shift, 6:00 p.m. to 6:30 a.m. we were beat partners in the north end of hayward. scott's call sign was three boy 14 and i was three adam 5-3. during that time, we worked very hard and fought a lot of crime, most of which was found by scott. we went to just about every call

together and chased bad guys together. he was the ultimate hunter, and would find crimes in progress and wanted people just about every night. boy 14 i got one running was common radio traffic. i can't put into words his level of tenacity and passion for work in the street. if the residents of hayward only knew of the evil then officer scott lunger stopped from victimizing them at night while they slept soundly in their homes, that's just what he did. scott's passion and tenacity for catching a bad guy was exactly the same for a murder suspect as it was for a theft suspect. whatever the level of crime, he responded with the same mind-set of catching the suspect, securing evidence, and preparing it a complete report. then it's right back out there

to do it again. if i was stuck at the station writing reports, i would frequently get a call from scott, who was, of course, out on the street, what are you doing? let's go. the bad guys aren't going to walk right into the station. one night, one of the dispatchers sent scott and i a message on our computer saying hey, don't get into anything. everyone else is tied up. you're the only two units available. we said okay. shortly thereafter came scott's voice on the radio. boy 14 i got a car taking off on me. here we go. and some of you know how that one ended. we both became field training officers training newly hired officers. scott got more trainees into pursuits than anybody else hands down. drug and gun arrests were also common for trainees with scott. one time scott had a trainee and

we had a car pulled over. they had the occupants out of the car and scott was searching the car while i and the trainee were watching the occupants. dispatch asks over the radio, "boy 14, are you code 4?" code 4 means, are you okay, dispatch's way of checking on us, on the street. the trainee responded on the radio, "negative." i looked at him puzzled because we weren't code 4, radio asks again, confirm you're not code 4? he responds, negative, we are not code 4. i looked at scott, who was busy away searching the car, obviously he didn't hear the radio traffic, i smiled and thought, here we go. waited for the response. and it didn't take long before the cavalry arrived. i saw scott's head pop out, look out the back window, what the heck is going on? turns out the trainee didn't fully understand the codes at

the time, but he does now. [ laughter ] scott loved that story, so i had to tell it. sanga. [ laughter ] then in 2009, scott did something crazy. he told me, "hey, let's take the test for sergeant." i was skeptical, because we were doing such good work and having so much fun, but i agreed, and guess what happened? yeah, he got promoted. not long after that, he was assigned as sdu sergeant, rightfully so. i didn't do so well on the sergeant test, so i joined sdu working with scott again. we worked sdu for the next two and a half years together, combating gang activities on the

street. scott was good at what he did and had a knack for talking to people the right way. he had a good rapport with many of the gang members who respected where he was coming from. sdu was a small, tight-knit unit and we did everything together. every day scott was eager to get out on the street right away and would say, what are we doing today, boys? he led us on the hunt day after day. let's just say during those years, sdu recovered more guns off the street of hayward than ever. scott took pride in the work we did and made sure we made posters of the recovered guns. each year we would try to beat the previous year. he set goals high, made sure we reached them. there's just an example of a couple of the years.

the department then implemented a gang investigations unit and scott was assigned as a supervisor of it. i was one of three other detectives assigned. we transferred directly from sdu to this unit together. this was a plain clothed unit focusing on gang intelligence, tracking and long-term investigations. we are now in the office more than out on the street. his eagerness for the street got to him at times. didn't take long before scott would say, "okay, let's go out. i can't sit in here any longer." we would strap on our overvests and hit the streets. under scott's supervision, the unit pretty much dismantled the city's most violent street gang at the time landing the gang members into jail for long terms. scott lunger's work ethic and passion was what we aspired to be like and it was infectious

and everyone wanted to work with him and work like him. he was the ultimate motivator and made an impact on everyone who worked with him. he was a great leader and took care of his people. he was fair and just to the community served and worked hard to protect them during his watch. scott made himself an expert in the field of active shooter training, always saying it's a matter of time before it happens here, we need to be ready. the led department wide training year after year on active shooter response reminding patrol officers it's going to be you guys responding to this initially, not the sru team. they'll come later after it's over. he made them warriors, prepared to battle the evil that preys on the community, warriors just like he was. scott has a poem taped to his

desk in the station, that basically describes him to a "t." it reads, "the sheep do not want the dog around. he looks too much like the wolf. he reminds them that danger lurks out there just beyond the relative safety of the fence. the wolf also hates the dog. he knows that as the dog that stands between him and his prey. it is because of the dog that he is lean, the dog is the reason the wolf is forced to stalk the darkness. the dog knows these facts. undeterred he stands watched ever ready to do battle. despite that, he is an unwelcome guest in their midsts. the dog is ready at a moment's notice to give his life in defense of his flock. it is simply who he is. it is who we are." scott lunger was the dog.

as a sergeant, scott had better arrest stats than most officers did. scott had been on sru since 2004. he's held position of entree team member, sniper and currently was a team leader, the team leader. he let from the front. sru was extremely important to scott and he ensured we were the best trained and prepared for any situation that could arise. he made decisions that were in the best interests of the team members to ensure we were successful and most importantly safe in the face of danger. he was a leader among his men on this team. scott took our training serious and would often yell at us to get back in line if it we were goofing around. he was a rappel master and during our rappelling training he would tell us, "pay attention

and quit messing around. people die every day doing this." reoften w we often wondered, do people die every day rappelling? but he was right, it was serious training. scott had a knack of getting sayings or slogans wrong or backwards. during long, tiring training days he would tell us stop being lacksadaisy. lacksadaisy, what the heck is that? whenever we made fun of him for saying things wrong, he would say, "whatever, you know what i mean." we called those lungerisms. scott loved being on sru, and just as hard as we trained, we played hard, too. there were plenty of pranks played on each other and you better believe scott was involved in some way or another.

one team member played a joke on scott by putting glitter in his helmet so when he put it on, it covered his head. and how much we sweat during training the glitter would stick to your skin and not come off. scott didn't think that was funny, and he blew a gasket. that was known as glittergate. [ laughter ] scott participated in urban shield every year which is a s.w.a.t. competition. he competed in it several times and when he wasn't competing he was an evaluator, critiquing team's performances making them better. i'm going to show you a short clip, this is the end of one of our sru training days. this day was long and gruelling, and went well into the night, everyone was tired, bodies

hurti hurting. we were in our armored car, this one right here, leaving the training site. tony? ♪ ♪ ones, touching ones reaching out touching me touching you ♪ ♪ touching you ♪ sweet caroline ♪ bah, bah, bah ♪ good times never seemed so good ♪ ♪ so good, so good, so good ♪ i've been inclined ♪ bah, bah, bah ♪ to believe there never w was -- ♪

>> that's an example of what a leader like scott brought to this team. even though we were extremely tired, we were in great spirits, and well, you saw the clip. aside from being a great police officer, scott was a great friend, mentor, and motivator. he was helping me prepare for an upcoming sergeant's test and we had plans working side by side again. we had lots of plans. tony, can you put the pictures up? this is scott at my wedding in cancun. we had a trip planned to go back soon. he would hate those pictures. [ laughter ]

i will forever cherish the times we had both on and off duty, the laughs, tears, sweat and pain we went through together will never be forgotten. i even cherish the disagreements and arguments we've had over the years. the department, the sru team and the community will never be the same. scott loved the hayward police department and was proud to be here. last photo, tony. today we say farewell to you, scott, also known as butter, corn-fed, skippy lunger, and the breath. may you forever rest in peace, your warrior spirit will live

on. we will take it from here. for all he's done for the hayward community, the hayward police department and law enforcement, let's give a round of applause for sergeant scott lunger. [ applause ] [ applause ]

scott had this notion or motion or -- when things were done and it was time to go, he would simply do this. it's time to go. thank you. [ applause ] >> i would like to introduce members of scott's family, paul lunger, saralyn lunger, arcton lunger and mike lunger.

>> dear son, son, that is a word with many meanings, a friend, a buddy, someone to laugh with and play ball with, someone to encourage comfort, protect,

teach and to enjoy. you, scott, were my son and my sunshine. you brightened by days. you were born bald, skinny, 21 inches long with the biggest ears i've ever seen. your mother and i wondered if you would walk or fly. [ laughter ] you didn't crawl. you mostly scooted around, so i nicknamed you scooter. the awkward years, tall, gangly, skinny, fair skin and whitish hair, a bleached version of your older brothers. they nicknamed you "old man." our home was the unofficial dublin teen center, lots of friends that remain bonded together to this day.

they all came. your younger sister shelly had you as her self-appointed body guard. like a bear with its cub, you kept her teasing older brothers at bay. god help anyone who came between you and your sis. watching that little toe-headed rambunctious kid running and laughing always brought a smile to my face and pride to my heart. growing up we always had friendly competition, scott was very competitive, like who caught the biggest fish, who could run faster and even the neighborhood touch football games at the park. he always tried to beat me at everything. including pranks. you and i both hated public

speaking, and here i am standing in oracle arena in front of a few of your closest and intimate friends, and family members. you finally got me.s1z as i stand here and reflect on your life, my heart is breaking for all the things we planned on doing together. like a's games, your a's, my giants, our drought delayed fishing trips to jackson meadows, gurally creek and cowboying in idaho. memories of all the good times we had together are helping me get through this. i look forward to our weekly calls and texts to catch up, talk about the p11gkids, famil just stuff like that, but mostly to be there for each other in good times and in bad times.

no matter what, you always respected my opinions. no matter what, you always respected my opinions and help. i was your dad and you'll always be to me my little boy. remember when my friend stu and i took you and todd camping to jackson meadows, when you guys were 12 and 14 years old, while we were setting up camps, you guys asked, hey, dad, can we take the dune buggy for a spin? reluctantly, after i made sure you were safely belted in, i let you go, but i said, "as long as

todd drives, and you stay in sight." in about 15 minutes i didn't hear the dune buggy anymore, so i looked up the road, and here you guys come, crying, scratched, dirty. one of you is limping. stu said, "now dad, they look like they're alive. don't scold them." i said, "okay. what happened, guys?" toddzjo was first to say, "scot did it. he drove us off the road." when we found the buggy, sure enough, it was in a ditch, broken windshield, broken headlight, and you, scott, were shaking your head saying "i'll never drive again. i'll never drive again." oh, you did that a lot. and so what did you do? you got into a career;3g>ñ that requires you to expertly operate a moving vehicle at high rates

of speed while talking on the radio and looking at a computer screen. [ laughter ] scott, you're a talented electrician. you had a successful career with the ibw local 595, and then when you're about 30, you told me you wanted to enter the police academy. i wasn't too concerned, because i thought at age 30, there was no way you would make it. [ laughter ] especially with all of those young studs. but to my surprise, you passed, and were accepted, and i was a very, very proud dad. ever since then, i've been preparing myself for this day, as parents do. we talked about my concern for your safety a lot, and you always said, dad, don't worry. when it's your time to go, you can't do a thing about it. it's in god's hands. well, your time to go came way

son is supposed to bury his dad, not the other way around. i want you to know, the whole country knows who you are, scott. you became the man that every proud father and parent hopes their child will become, humble, ethical, honest, brave, caring, generous, a leader with integrity, and a great sense of humor. couldn't sing for a damn. and these words aren't just from me. they're from the men and women that you worked with and from the community that you served. you may have dropped the gauntlet, but with your help and training, you have inspired others to pick up the gauntlet and to carry on in your spirit. you were and