As many of you know, I’m a firefighter. I spend a considerable amount of time studying my craft and training for it. It’s a career that requires students and mentors. I’m blessed to be both. I’ve had some great conversations lately with my Brothers and Sisters.
I usually mention to them what I believe this profession is all about. Contrary to popular belief this job is NOT about building fires, EMS, technical rescue, haz mat, wildland fires, or any of the multitude ofÂ services we provide. This profession is about relationships. The relationship you have with yourself. The relationships you have with your crew. The relationships you have with the neighborhoods you work and live in. That’s why we do what we do. That’s why at the end of our careers we will likely say what all the retirees seem to say, “I don’t miss the job, I miss the guys.”
I’ve been blessed with outstanding relationships from coast to coast. From big city firefighters to small town firefighters. We all have one thing in common, were brothers.
I recall sitting at a dinner with several retired Chief Officers, Company Officers, and a few firefighters, many years ago. There was maybe 8-10 of us eating at a small Italian restaurant in a back room away from the main dining area. There had been a Chief who had been an FDNY firefighter during the “war years” and after twenty years there he came to Colorado and became a Chief.
This young, twenty something, brand new firefighter said to him, “Chief with 40 years of fire service experience, I have to ask you, if you could change one thing, and only one thing, about the fire service what would it be?”
Without any hesitation, this wise old veteran of the fire service firmly stated in his thick NYC accent, “Love. I wish we would all love each other better.”
What a profound statement from a man in his twilight years passing on one incredible powerful Nugget of wisdom!
To my brothers and sisters, “I love all of you and am proud to walk with each of you.”
Article by : PJ Langmaid