Gabriel Giffin
Bio
Wildland Firefighter
dad
freelance author
Stories (1/0)
The Warrior Family
As i walk through the final resting ground of those before me I hear them whisper... I feel their hands on my back... Pushing me to go further train harder and break the barriers of what I thought was my limits...They are brothers, fathers, sons... Sisters, mothers, and daughters...those who gave some, and the ones who gave all...we pursue through long hours and even longer days, weeks, and months, we see their faces in our training and hear their inspiring quotes... we didn't choose this life for the fame, or the glory, sure as hell wasn't the money... we did this like so many before us in the pursuit... pursuing stretching beyond limits, pursuing defying death, pursuing family, pursuing the dream... even as in life and in death we protect each other and those who will never even know our names... we are faceless heroes, warriors of the night, a hand in the smoke, a purple glove pulling you free, a voice on the radio. We face what others fear and look death in the eyes and tell the reaper to fuck off... we are
By Gabriel Giffin6 years ago in Poets