Yesterday morning the tones dropped for an accident with injury with smoke coming from under the hood. I jumped up to put my boots on and my 8 year old son ran over to the coat rack, pulled my coat off (It's a 5.11 reversible with black on one side and ansi class III reflective on the other) and started pulling the sleeves through to put the reflectivity on the outside and brought it to me.
Last night the tones dropped for another department, he didn't know if it was us or them so he and my 11 year old daughter jumped up, started waving their arms in the air and cheering "Go Dad!, GO Dad!, Go Dad!".
I once ran out of the house for a call and forgot to turn the reflectivity out on the jacket. My son actually made my wife call me because he knows that I'm safer on the scene with the reflectivity out.
I don't feel like I'm a hero or anything. I do this because I want to serve my community, I do it because I am physically capable of being there for others when they may not be physically capable of helping themself, I do it because I enjoy working in intense, high pressure situations. But I don't think any of those things compare to the feeling I get when my kids look at me and I can see in their eyes and actions that I do really get to be seen as their hero.