Morristown, NJ had a thunder and lightening storm tonight and it poured for awhile. It reminded me of a fellow firefighter yesterday who shared with my husband and I the reason he became a firefighter. When he was a young boy, his home was struck by lightening.
People may wonder why I became a firefighter. I would like to share the reason why.
When I was 30 I lived in Sayville, New York, a small fishing town on the eastern end of Long Island. I tried to join the volunteer fire department there but was told since I had back problems I would not be able to keep up with the physical aspects of being a firefighter.
Five years later, our family moved about ten miles east to the town of Bellport, NY. Bellport was close to the Great South Bay, like Sayville, and we were tucked away on a cul de sac. We purchased our home from a volunteer firefighter, and there were about 10 volunteer firefighters that lived on our block. Can you imagine 10 volunteers on one block of only about 25 homes.
My mom had a serious stroke while we lived there, and I will never forget my frantic call to 911 and running out of my home and just screaming on my driveway. The rush of volunteer firefighters to my door was something I will never forget. They literally brought my mom back to life in my home. Even though that was some time ago, scenes like that can't easily be erased from your mind.
My mom pulled through, just barely, and had many many health problems relating to that stroke, including memory loss. The kind firefighters would stop by and see her and take the time to comfort my dad.
So, now at 46 years old and living in New Jersey, I decided to respond to the many signs I saw asking for volunteers through Morris Township, NJ. When we moved here last August it seemed all the signs awakened a long suppressed desire to do something I had wanted to do so long ago. I didn't care that I had some health issues and was older and a woman. I felt that God puts us in the right place at the right time.
Two of my children are really proud of me that I have taken up this cause. My daughter doesn't see to understand, but one day she will. Yes, it's hard to remember all the rules, directions, etc., but the sense of accomplishment and personal satisfaction doing something you wanted to do when you were much younger and couldn't is something everyone should experience.