The Warrior Family
First Responders and Hose Who Keep Us Safe...
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
Firefighters
EMT's
Police Officers
Wildland Firefighters
United States Armed Forces
we are warriors and we will never back down, Sworn to serve sworn to protect an oath taken and never relieved of,
and if you fuck with one,
you get us all...
About the Creator
Gabriel Giffin
Wildland Firefighter
dad
freelance author
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