Once you've loved a firefighter... you love all firefighters. I remember hardly noticing those fire trucks as they raced pass me. Now I see them on every corner. Not too long ago, I was unaffected by news stories involving firefighter rescues.. now I am riveted by them. It is so easy to detach yourself when it is not your loved one on TV. But if you have loved ones in the fire service, it becomes personal. It is so hard to watch that blaze on your local news channel, knowing your loved one is out there in it. But you also learn not to worry, cuz worrying is a needless emotion... it changes nothing. You just hope and pray that call never comes in... you thank God for letting you have them for another day each time they walk through the door after a shift... and you live each and every day with them as if it were your last. And whenever you hear that we've lost another one, your heart sinks to your toes. It doesnt matter whether or not you knew the firefighter or his/her family... cuz they are ALL your family now. Especially because you know it could've been YOU who got that fateful call. God Bless Our Firefighters! They are the real life angels of our world!!!!!!!