When he came to our station, so brash and full of fun;
He came to be a fireman, this lad of twenty one.
His face was full and friendly, his heart was brave and true;
he was a worthy member of our trusty fire crew.
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My younger brother had the grim task of carrying out the bodies of the two firemen, who perished in the Deutsche Bank fire, in New York City, shortly after the building was in the process of being taken down. It was heavily damaged in the aftermath of the Twin Towers tragedy...making the loss of these lives even more poignant. My brother was a civilian union worker, familiar with the site, and in vain, tried to locate the fireman. To this day he carries their photos in his wallet, along with miniature badges...to honor their heroic efforts. Often firemen are unsung heroes, but we in NY hold them in highest esteem. Thank you for your stirring write. PEACE
I often thought of firefighters, they may be the people with the bigest hearts on earth yet I do wonder also if their hearts don't have the biggest aches. Everybody is happy for the save of one life, yet how many of us wonder how do the fireman cope with the loss of a life? Is there any care for their hearts? I think the fireman is the best man to teach our society the true values in life. I could never believe that money are the thing to keep a fireman going, I'd rather think it is the power of the heart, respect and love for life.