At the NYC sim, at (215, 40, 23).
Fireman’s Prayer
When I am called to duty,
whenever the flames my rage,
give me strength to save some
life whatever be their age.
Help me embrace a little child
before it is too late,
or save an old person from
the horror of that fate.
Enable me to be alert,
and hear the weakest shout.
And quickly and efficiently
to put the fire out.
I want to fill my calling
and give the best in me.
To guard my every neighbor,
protect his property.
And if according to my fate
I am to lose my life,
please bless with your protecting hand
my children and my wife.
9/11/01 - We will never forget
Poem by Firefighter A.W. “Smokey” Linn
Find more articles on 911 in the EXTRA EXTRA section from Gemma Cleanslate and Kim Trefusis
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