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"Protect our Firefighters"/> i was sent this by the one i love that he had gotten in an email as a man in uniform himself n those i know n love in uniform i thought it was something i wanted on my page for ppl to read so plz take the time to read n remember those who give of their time each day n take a chance on their lives to save ours in your prayers ......feel free to pass this on if youd like n keep those prayers goin! thanks tishy... *****>>>
Public Safety!
What I wish people knew about EMS, Firefighters, Dispatchers, & Law
Enforcement.

I wish you could know what it is like to search a burning bedroom for
trapped children at 3 AM, 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 husband's horror at 6 in the morning as I
check his wife of 40 years for a pulse and find none. I start CPR
anyway, hoping to bring her back, knowing intuitively it is too late.
But wanting her husband and family to know everything possible was done
to try to save her 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 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 call, "What is wrong with the pa tient? Is it
minor or life-threatening? Is the caller really in distress or is he
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
unit 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 automobile. "What if this was my daughter,
sister, my girlfriend or a friend? What is her parent's reaction going
to be when they open 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 know how it feels dispatching officers, firefighters
and EMT's out and when we call for them and our heart drops because no
one answers back or to here a bone chilling 911 call of a child or wife
needing assistance.

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 buddy
having CPR done on him as you take him away in the Medic Unit. 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...I wish you could though.

KEEP SENDING THIS ON.. APPRECIATE AND SUPPORT THE LOCAL EMS WORKERS, 911 DISPATCHERS, FIREFIGHTERS, and LAW ENFORCEMENT OFFICERS IN YOUR AREA.

ONE DAY THEY'LL PROBABLY BE SAVING YOUR PROPERTY OR YOUR OWN LIFE. WHEN YOU SEE THEM COMING WITH LIGHTS FLASHING, MOVE OUT OF THE WAY QUICKLY, THEN PRAY FOR THEM!


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fireman, policeman, doctors and nurses, military too

just normal people who couldn't believe what was true

when compassion became a hero in hearts across the USA

everyone came together to help that day

many of those heroes were lost by giving their hearts

as they searched for those alive and those lifeless, those torn apart

the trials and terror they keep in their mind

is something they or we can never leave behind

til justice is served for those who were taken away

the greatest gift we can give is to kneel and pray

to keep giving our hearts to those in need

and never forget the hearts that were broken because of power and greed

to pray for the lost and those still living with fear and no understanding

to keep on searching for a better life and a world less demanding

to every man and woman and child who died that horrible day

to the heroes who searched and searched and helped in every way

to the ones who are sick from the gasses and rubble they endured

may some how your lives become once again livable and pure

for those of us who watched on tv that disaster that shouldn't have been

we pray for you and love you with golden hearts that will long extend

God gives us all the things we need for our hearts to know

in times of despair thats when compassion becomes a hero

written by tishy p. 9-11-2006
* (where sadness and love became as one) where sadness and love became as one the battle for life had just begun for one day time stood still in a moment the sight made us all ill horror filled the skies
as tears neverending filled our eyes

then as we thought it couldn't be worse

it was there again like a curse

for the sadness and love in that day

it brought us all together to pray

we watched people we knew

watched people to whom we had no clue

people became our heroes forever so true

people were lost to heaven leaving us so blue

a tragedy they call it

it seemed so much more horrific

it never leaves our minds what happened on 9-11

but many angels flooded the gates of heaven

where sadness and love became as one

this day will live in our memories til time on earth is done

written by tishy p. 9-11-2006

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