Deputy Sheriff II Jamie Lynn Reynolds

I worked with Jamie for eight years at Forest Park, and he was my captain for three years. After my first year, he nominated me for my first officer of the year award; he asked me to submit my essay (which was required by the department) as to why I should receive the award. I declined, telling him "if something I do is worth bragging about, then someone else will brag about it for me." Well, he did and I won. He did the same the following year when I won, as well. He supported me in the testing process to be sergeant; I was the only candidate without a college degree, which meant I was already behind because everyone else received several points towards their score. He loaned me his study guide from his promotion process and would quiz me on the shift. He gave me a two hour lunch every shift to sit at Denny's and study, preparing me practice exams to help. Sometimes he would meet me there and we'd go over the test. This went on for months. He helped me prepare for the assessment center, which was very stressful, and gave me mock interviews. He was the first person to congratulate me at work when I was promoted and the first person to call me by my Sergeant call sign on the radio on the night of my last shift with him, allowing me to leave early. I remember I was working a part time job when he called me on the phone to tell me about my promotion. When I went back to the station, he met me with a big smile, a big hug and congratulations.
When I moved back to Georgia from Wyoming and went back to work for Forest Park, I literally didn't have enough money to pay POST to take my exam to get my certification reinstated. He went to a jar that he had in his office and gave me the money, even though he could have gotten into trouble, and said "just pay me back when you can." And probably most importantly, he fought constantly to keep my favorite patrol car, a 2010 Charger, in service because he knew how much I loved driving it. He knew that I was going through a lot in life and work at the time and that patrol car was the biggest bright spot at work.
I spent a lot of time hanging out with him in his office talking about police work, Mustangs and other personal issues. One night, there was a bear running loose in the city. He found it and tased it as it was climbing a fence. When I asked him about it later and if he had planned on handcuffing it next, he just laughed and said "I just wanted to see what it would do." lol. He would consistently call me in to his office just to talk and to see how I was doing. He was a very good captain and was much better to me than he had to be. But he cared and he showed it.
We lost touch after I left Forest Park, which was a pretty messy departure, but it wasn't personal on either of our parts. He found me when I was leaving and gave me a hug and wished me luck. I refused to let him see me cry as I drove away, thinking how lucky I was to have worked with him. I've never forgotten what he did for me and how he helped me to succeed there. That helped set a foundation for my career that I still benefit from to this day. Thank you, Jamie, for being my friend.

M. Stone
Friend

January 28, 2026