Wish You Could See!

Remembering Those

11th September 2001

Wish You Could See!

The following is dedicated to those

affected by the events of this day

   "ANGELS"

I wish you could see the sadness of a business man 
as his livelihood goes up in flames, 
or that family returning home, only to find their house 
and belongings damaged or lost for good.

I wish you could know what it is like too search 

a burning bedroom for trapped children, 
flames rolling above your head, 
your palms and knees burning as you crawl, 
the floor sagging under your weight as the
 kitchen below you burns.
I wish you could comprehend a wife's horror at 
3a.m. 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 too late.
 But wanting his wife and family to know everything 
possible was done to try to save his life.
I wish you knew the unique smell of burning insulation, 
the taste of soot-filled mucus, 
the feeling of intense heat through your turnout gear, 
the sound of flames crackling, 
the eeriness of being able to see absolutely nothing 
in dense smoke-sensations that 
I've become too familiar with.
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 at a multiple alarm fire.
I wish you could read my mind as I 
respond to a building fire, 
"Is this a false alarm or a working fire? 
How is the building constructed? 
What hazards await me? 
Is anyone trapped?" 
Or to an EMS call, "What is wrong with the patient? 
Is it minor or life threatening?
Is the caller really in distress or is he/she 
waiting for us with a 2x4 or a gun?"
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 during the past 25 minutes, 
who will never go on her first date 
or say the words, "I love you Mommy" again.
I wish you could know the frustration I feel in 
the cab of the engine or my personal vehicle, 
the driver with his foot pressing down hard on the pedal,
 my arm tugging again and again at the air horn chain, 
as you fail to yield the right-of-way at an 
intersection or in traffic. 
When you need us however, 
your first comment upon our arrival will be 
"It took you forever to get here!"
I wish you could know my thoughts as I help
 extricate a girl of teenage years from the 
remains of her wrecked car. 
"What if this was my sister, my girlfriend or a friend? 
What were her parents reaction going to be when they 
opened the door to find a police officer with hat in hand?"
I wish you could know how it feels to walk in 
the back door and greet my parents and family,
not having the heart to tell them that I nearly 
did not come back from the last call.
I wish you could feel the hurt as people verbally 
and sometimes physically, 
abuse us or belittle what I do, 
or as they express their attitudes of 
"It will never happen to me."
I wish you could realize the physical, 
emotional and mental drain or missed meals, 
lost sleep and forgone social activities, 
in addition to all the tragedy my eyes have seen.
I wish you could know the brotherhood 
and self- satisfaction of helping save a life 
or preserving someone's property, 
or being able to be there in time of crisis, 
or creating order from total chaos.
I wish you could understand what it feels like 
to have a little boy tugging at your arm and asking, 
"Is Mommy okay?"
Not even being able to look in his eyes without tears from 
your own and not knowing what to say.
Or to have to hold back a long time friend who 
watches his mate having rescue breathing done
on him as they take him away in the ambulance. 
You know all along he did not have his seat belt on.
A sensation that I have become too familiar with.
Unless you have lived with this kind of life, you will never 
truly understand or appreciate who I am, 
we are, or what our job really means to us...
But....
I wish You could
THIS IS DEDICATED TO ALL THOSE 
BRAVE MEN AND WOMEN WHO RISK 
THEIR LIVES FOR US EVERYDAY.
PASS THIS WEB PAGE ON TO EVERYONE YOU KNOW 
AND KEEP SENDING IT ON. 
APPRECIATE AND SUPPORT THE
LOCAL FIRE-FIGHTERS & EMS WORKERS
(whether they are volunteers or paid)
IN YOUR AREA.
ONE DAY THEY'LL PROBABLY BE
SAVING YOUR PROPERTY OR YOUR OWN LIFE.

This Web Page was created by the Lotto Shack

to remember the tragic events, that un-folded on

the 11th September 2001.

 © The Lotto Shack September 03 - 2002

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