Growing up I knew a kid named Mike. Mike used to ride around town on his bike with a hand-held scanner listening for emergency calls. He would then take off to the scene to help the local firemen in any way he could.
Kids did as kids do and would tease and make fun... but Mike was a good guy. He always meant well and, although teased, was liked by all. He strived to become a fireman and when he was of age his passion was awarded and he rose through the ranks to become Chief in his town.
He moved from house to house on Long Island until he was told to report to Engine 280/Ladder 132 in Brooklyn. This was his team for nine months until a call came in on the morning of September 11th, 2001.
Seven years ago a young fireman named Mike rushed into the towers to do all he could without thinking of himself. That day we lost a great man. We lost someone that I am proud to say I knew. You were taken too soon buddy...
You were taken too soon.
7 comments:
Oh,My, B13!
I'm sorry you lost someone you knew on that awful day...but what an honor to have known someone like that!
Junie
We miss you Mike. I will always remember your bright smile and brave soul.
This is a loving tribute... a wonderful rememberance...
God's blessings on this memorial day.
Beautiful tribute to a brave man.
My brother's best friend worked for Cantor Fitzgerald on the 104th floor, right down the hall from his little bro'. Every time I go back to LI I'm struck how fresh and raw this tragedy is...so many people are left to live the nightmare of losing friends and family. I'm truly sorry you lost your friend.
Beautiful tribute to your friend Mike.
*hugs*
A wonderful tribute to your friend. I certainly will never forget that day but I did not know anyone that died. It was such a tragic and horrible thing to happen. I pray we never have such horror again.
Joe you could not have said it better. He's one of those people that just followed his dream.
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