DEDICATED TO OUR
FALLEN BROTHERS AND SISTERS
"It's not the critic who counts, nor the man who points out how the strong man stumbled - or where the do'er of deeds could have done better. The credit belongs to the man who is actually in the arena, whose face is marred by dust and sweat and blood, who strives, who spends himself in a worthy cause." - Theodore Roosevelt
now passed beyond our view,
Who chose a life of service,
then valiantly did pursue-
To mold yourself with purpose,
and with a careful plan,
Did the very best you could,
to help your fellow man.
Peace be with you Oh brave of heart,
who ne'er did turn your back-
Oh frantic cries, as flames leaped high,
and courage they did lack.
Tho fear was with you always,
be it day or be it night.
When the call did come you answered,
with a prayer to win this fight.
Peace be with you Compassionate man,
who never quite recovered-
When precious life was needlessly lost,
the fire too late discovered.
As you tried to comfort the weeping,
tears streaking your smoke blackened face,
Brave men were valiantly keeping watch
on that smoldering place.
Peace be with you O leader of men,
whose example they might follow.
How careful your steps, thru life had to be,
lest they found your success to be hollow.
In your hands the power, to shape and to mold,
to be what you would have them to be.
Success or failure, no matter which one,
remains for the whole world to see.
Peace be with all Who remain here on earth,
with memories and deep felt devotion.
For they have not gone-but merely passed on-
To a well-earned and greater promotion.
And the Master did say, we will meet Him one day,
If the challenge of life we have won.
So we can be sure, He will open the door, and say-
"Enter in, your job was well done."
by Eleanor Gehrke de Korver
Remember that it was meant to be
Lay me down and when you leave
Remember I'll be at your sleeve
In every dark and choking hall
I'll be there as you slowly crawl
On every roof in driving snow
I'll hold your coat and you will know
In cellars hot with searing heat
At windows where a gate you meet
In closets where young children hide
You know I'll be there at your side
The house from which I now respond
Is overstaffed with heroes gone
Men who answered one last bell
Did the job and did it well
As firemen we understand
That death's a card dealt in our hand
A card we hope we never play
But one we hold there anyway
That card is something we ignore
As we crawl across a weakened floor
For we know that we're the only prayer
For anyone that might be there
So remember as you wipe your tears
The joy I knew throughout the years
As I did the job I loved to do
I pray that thought will see you through
Have not the same parents still family all the same.
He lives in this town, I live in another,
It doesn't really matter 'cause this man is my Brother.
My Brother I call him, yet I've never seen his face.
I have brothers and sisters all over the place!
You see I am a Firefighter and our families are one.
Around the world, a brotherhood of unity,
A closeness, a bond, most people don't see.
I'll watch his back; She'll watch mine,
"You go, I go," time after time.
His family's my family, Her family theirs,
We're part of one family where everyone cares,
I'll look after your kids, please look in on my wife,
Should that day finally come when I laid down my life.
We dedicate our lives helping our fellow man,
Living day after day doing all that we can,
Where ever we're needed whether nighttime or day,
To save the life of another we'll step in harms way.
My Brother has fallen doing what he loved best,
And among the Honored, he now stands with the rest
For a mile in dress uniform here everyone stands,
For my Brother has fallen, God into your hands.
GOD BLESS AMERICA !!
Thomas E. Franklin/The Record
This site is dedicated to all those who have lost their lives in the line of duty. Our thoughts and prayers go out to all the victims and their families of September 11th's tragedy.
Please visit the following sites for more information
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USAF's National Fallen Firefighters Memorial Database
National Fallen Firefighters Foundation
Official FDNY Victim Photos
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