This page is Long , But take the Time to see the pictures and the words in tribute to the Angels we call Firemen and Police!




As in this picture you salute one of your fallen men, We the country Salute you for you tireless efforts and great human strengh...Showing not only this Great Nation what we are made of..But Showing the World that you cannot kill the Human Spirit!
And the strengh of the Human sprit shown has been something that is hard to even put into words, To see these Firefighters at the scence and risking their lives to save that one person who may still be buried within the rubble, Never giving up hope you continue to search .....God Bless you!


As a Nation we are deeply wounded and saddened by the massive loss of Human Life, But if there is even one small ray of hope it is that we are now brought together to realize that the petty differences we may have had before September 11th are no longer a concern.
We are now closer as Americans as we have ever been, We know now we are all together in this and we must stand strong and stand together and we have shown that to be true.
And they the terrorists have not ruined America....They have joined us together in Human Spirit and out Spirit will not be broken by the acts of cowards!
You have made the Ultimate Scarifice ~
What makes a Hero...
In the past some may have looked to sports figures,actors ect.....
But the TRUE hero's are the people who we may see daily but never grasp what they truley do in there lives, The Firefighters are the REAL LIVE HEROS who disgusise themselves as the everyday citizen .
But under those coats they wear to the fire they are disguising the Angel Wings that hide beneath.
Modesty is the way they live there lives never to brag for all the lives they have saved.
But they are long overdue to hear the words "YOU ARE MY HERO" So now we say it as a nation..Thank you You are our Heros!

You have shown us the meaning of Human Spirit!
To put yourselves in danger or death to save another...To stay in a scence where the next step may be your last and you willingly take that step without a second thought..It brings tears our eyes to see the funerals for all the brother you lost we mourn along with you!



Brother when you weep for me,
Remember that it was meant to be.
Lay me down and when you leave,
Remember I'll be at your sleeve.
In every dark and choking hall,
I'll be there as you slowly crawl.
On every roof in driving snow,
I'll hold your coat and you will know.
In cellars hot with searing heat,
At windows where a gate you meet,
In closets where young children hide,
You know I'll be there at your side.
The house from which I now respond,
Is overstaffed with heroes gone.
Men who answered one last bell
Did the job and did it well.
As firemen, we understand
That death's a card dealt in our hand-
A card we hope we never play,
But one we hold there anyway.
That card is something we ignore,
As we crawl across a weakened floor.
For we know that we're the only prayer
For anyone that might be there.
So remember, as you wipe your tears,
The joy I know throughout the years,
As I did the job I loved to do,
I pray that thought will see you through.



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