Saturday, December 25, 2010
The Men & Women of Tri-City Fire District
Dedicate this page to all the Firefighters
Who have lost thier lives in the Line of Duty
Our Prayers and Thoughts will be with their families always
A Fallen Firefighter's Prayer
Brother, when you weep for me,
Remember that it was meant to be.
Lay me down and when you leave,
Remember Iíll be at your sleeve.
In every dark and choking hall,
Iíll be there as you slowly crawl.
On every roof in driving snow,
Iíll hold your coat, and you will know.
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 firefighters we understand,
That deathís 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 weíre 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.
Doug Falconer lost in the line of duty 10-1-08
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