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O/T True story {Am I a Fire man Yet} Read

Discussion in 'Uncategorized Threads' started by foghorn220, Dec 5, 2007.

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  1. foghorn220

    foghorn220 Active Member

    Jan 29, 1998
    Ok I know we get all of these forward email's everyday and I get a bunch myself most of the time the tear jerkering stories are always false and most don't go to the trouble to check it out.

    Ok I did check this one out and 2 different places said it was true so I figured all of you fire men,ambulance people,cop's and other public employees mgiht like this story.

    Ok checked it out on truth or fiction and also the snopes.com that everyone complains about.


    Here it is ok, it has been around but worth a repeat!!!

    Am I A Fireman Yet??

    In Phoenix , Arizona , a 26-year-old mother stared down at her 6 year old son, who was dying of terminal leukemia.

    Although her heart was filled with sadness,she also had a strong feeling of determination.

    Like any parent, she wanted her son to grow up & fulfill all his dreams.
    Now that was no longer possible.

    The leukemia would see to that. But she still wanted her son's dream to come true.

    She took her son' s hand and asked,
    "Billy, did you ever think about what you wanted to be once you grew up?
    Did you ever dream and wish what you would do with your life?"

    Mommy, "I always wanted to be a fireman when I grew up."

    Mom smiled back and said, "Let's see if we can make your wish come true."

    Later that day she went to her local fire
    Department in Phoenix , Arizona , where she met Fireman Bob, who had a heart as big as Phoenix .

    She explained her son's final wish and
    Asked if it might be possible to give her 6 year-old son a ride around the block on a fire engine.

    Fireman Bob said, "Look, we can do better than that. If you'll have your son ready at seven o'clock We dnesday morning, we'll make him an honorary
    Fireman for the whole day. He can come down to the fire station, eat with us, go out on all the fire calls, the whole nine yards! And if you'll give us his sizes, we'll get a real fire uniform
    for him, with a real fire hat - not a toy --
    one-with the emblem of the Phoenix Fire Department on it, a yellow slicker like we wear and rubber boots."

    "They're all manufactured right here in Phoenix , so we can get them fast."

    Three days later Fireman Bob picked up Billy, dressed him in his uniform and escorted him from his hospital bed to the waiting hook and ladder truck.

    Billy got to sit on the back of the truck and help steer it back to the fire station.

    He was in heaven.

    There were three fire calls in Phoenix that day and Billy got to go out on all three calls.

    He rode in the different fire engines, the Paramedic's' van, and even the fire chief's car.

    He was also videotaped for the local news program.

    Having his dream come true,
    with all the love and attention that was lavished upon him, so deeply touched Billy, that he lived three months longer than any doctor thought possible.

    One night all of his vital signs began to drop dramatically and the head nurse, who believed in the hospice concept - that no one should die alone, began to call the family members to the hospital.

    Then she remembered the day Billy had spent as a Fireman, so she called the Fire Chief and asked if it would
    be possible to send a fireman in uniform to the hospital to be with Billy as he made his transition.

    The chief replied, "We can do better than that. We'll be there in five minutes.

    Will you please do me a favor?

    When you hear the sirens screaming and see the lights flashing, will you announce over the PA system that there is not a fire?"

    "It's the department coming to see one of its finest members one more time.
    And will you open the window to his room?"

    About five minutes later a hook and ladder truck arrived at the hospital and extended its ladder up to Billy's third floor open window--------
    16 fire-fighters climbed up the ladder into Billy's room.

    With his mother's permission, they hugged him and held him and told him how much they LOVED him.

    With his dying breath,
    Billy looked up at the fire chief and said,
    "Chief, am I really a fireman now?"

    "Billy, you are, and the Head Chief,
    Jesus, is holding your hand," the chief said

    With those words, Billy smiled and said,
    "I know, He's been holding my hand all day, and
    The angels have been singing.."

    He closed his eyes one last time.
  2. foghorn220

    foghorn220 Active Member

    Jan 29, 1998
    Ok I know this ain't him but im sure when he was smaller then it might look like him.

  3. Paladin

    Paladin Well-Known Member

    Jan 29, 1998
    Thanks Fog.
  4. TommyTEREX

    TommyTEREX Member

    Jan 29, 1998
    Foggy, brought some tears to my eyes, and thats not to easy to do.

    Thank you for this thread.

    Tom R.
  5. SirMissalott

    SirMissalott Active Member

    Mar 29, 2006
    My son is a firefighter MANY THANKS!!!!!!!!!We have a similar photo when he was about that same age
  6. foghorn220

    foghorn220 Active Member

    Jan 29, 1998

    I was aiming to be one years ago but passed all the training but 1 part so they wanted the younger and stronger guys anyway.

  7. W.P.T.

    W.P.T. TS Member

    Jan 29, 1998
    I can vividly remember every call I responded to where there was a kid involved ... Like the Captin says scars for life and sometimes even with all the training and all you can do its just not quite enough, yet we tried ... Thanks Fog ... WPT ... (YAC) ... (Former Fire Fighter/Paramedic)
  8. Baron23

    Baron23 Well-Known Member

    Jan 21, 2006
    The cited website says that the story is a little different in details, but is true in the main. I also sat here at my desk crying and very embarrassed for it...I just cannot stand the thought of a child in pain or grappling with the mortal fear that those of us who have lived long and full cannot manage at that end of our own lives.

    What leaped out at me is that this story is based on the first child helped by the Make a Wish foundation. In the past I have worked some events with Make a Wish as the beneficiary..I don't know how I could do otherwise.

    I'm not able to retire yet, but would love to...I'm often asked what I would do with my time and I have never hesitated...I would work with sick and dying children...Make a Wish, Ronald McDonald, any other hospice for kids. It has to be more importan, gratifying, and fulfilling that the corporate work I have done for decades.

    Thanks Foggy....its just a reminder of what is and is not really important in this world.

  9. Hap MecTweaks

    Hap MecTweaks Well-Known Member

    Jan 29, 1998
    Mesquite, Nevada
    Thanks my friend. This time, no coffee on the keyboard. Hap
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