Monday, October 31, 2005

To add to todays blog...I would like to dedicate a poem to my daddy that I saw the other night at a fire house.


My father was a fireman,
He drove a big red truck.
And when he'd go to work each night,
He'd say "Mother wish me luck"

Then dad would not come home again,
till: sometime the next day.
But the thing that bothered me the most,
Was the things some folks would say.

"A fireman's life is easy,
He eats and sleeps and plays.
And sometimes he don't fight a fire
For days and days and days"

When I first heard these comments,
I was too young to understand.
Cause I knew, when people had troubles
Dad was there to lend a hand.

Then my father went to work one day,
And he kissed us all good-bye.
But little did we realize that night,
we all would cry.

My father gave his life that night,
When the floor gave way below.
And I wondered why He'd risk his life,
For someone that he didn't even know.

But now I realize,
The greatest gift a man can give,
Is to lay his life upon the line,
So that someone else might live.

So as we go from day to day,
And we pray to God above.
Say a prayer for your local fireman,
He may save the ones you love.

Author: Jim Martinez
This is presently the official poem of the
International Association of Fire Fighters (IAFF) and is
featured at the IAFF Fallen' Fire Fighter Memorial in
Colorado Springs, Colorado.


Now to that I want you to know that my daddy is still thankfully very much alive today. But the thought of this just gives me chills. However I can also proudly say that my daddy was a fire fighter. He would put his life on the line every day to save peoples lives. He has many stories but I think the one I remember the most was when he was at a fire and almost walked off the roof of a house. Thankfully the Chief had seen him about to go off the roof and grabbed him up by the collar of his coat and pulled him back up on the roof and then asked him where he thought he was going. That story impacted me the most with this poem because I would not be the person I was today if he had not been there.

I love you daddy.

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