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by willepoo at 9/22/2009 8:51:41 PM
I wish you could know what it is like to search a burning building for trapped children, flames rolling above your head... I wish you could comprehend a wife's horror at 3 in the morning as I check her husband of 40 years for a pulse and find none... I start CPR anyway, hoping to bring him back, knowing intuitively it is to late...but wanting his wife to know everything possible was done to try to save his life. I wish you knew the taste of soot-filled mucus, the feeling of intense heat through your turnout gear, the eeriness of being able to see absolutely nothing in dense smoke. I wish you could understand how it feels to go to work in the morning after having spent most of the night hot and soaking wet. I wish you could be in the emergency room as a doctor pronounces dead the beautiful five-year old girl that I have been trying to save... a child who will never go on her first date or say the words, "I love you mommy" again. I wish you could know my thoughts as I help remove a teenager from the remains of their automobile... "What if this was my Mom/Dad a family member, my boyfriend or a friend and even the daughter or son of a friend? I wish you could know how it feels to great my friends or family, not having the heart to tell them that I nearly did not come back from the last call. I wish you could understand the physical, emotional and mental drain of all the missed meals, lost sleep...ruined social activities, in addition to all of life's uglyness my eyes have seen. I wish you could know the brotherhood of firefighters and the satisfaction of being able to save a life or preserve someone's property. Or to do your best to be in time of crisis, or to bring order from total chaos. I wish you could understand what it fells like to have a little child tugging at your arm and asking " Is mommy okay?" you'll carry forever the thought in your heart of... what else could I have done? I wish you could know the pain of having to hold back a long time friend who watches his buddy having rescue breathing done on him as they take him away in the ambulance. I wish you would stop thinking... "It will never happen to me". Unless you have lived this kind of life, you will never truly understand or appreciate who I am... or what being a firefighter really means. I do what I do out of love for my fellow man. I AM A FIREFIGHTER.
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