I always knew funerals were hard but i never had to deal with loosing a brother ff. Recently one of our guy's lost his life in a tragic motorcycle accident. What makes it really sad he had just recieved the news he finally got hired to a full time career department. Funerals were always hard on me but this one got to me the most. I honestly didnt know how to act but with the help of my brothers and sisters at NPFD we have been here for each other and sorrounding departments have givin us the same support. I wish there was a way to thank them for that. No words can describe the feeling i had that day. He left behind his parents a wife and Three healthy strong Triplet boys which love fire trucks. It's not a goodbye its more of a see you later. R.I.P FF JOSH KUHL your gone but never forgotten.
Sorry to hear about your fallen comrade. We lost two members suddenly this year, one in July and one in September. Although both were older men, they were still active and leave huge gaps in the organization.
Sorry to hear about your brother, I understand what your going thru and here is a poem I wrote for a brother of mine that died in the line of duty. My helmets off to you and your fellow peers.
The last call
Today is a day a brother has fallen...
We are side by side within a column...
No one looks forward to a day like this...
As our arms are straight and end with a fist.
We stand at attention dressed in blues...
As the bag pipes are played thru and thru....
You cant help but thank of the people he's saved...
As a tear rolls down our saddened face...
It makes you reflect on the job we do....
But no matter what we see them all thru...
As you read these words...... On your screen....
Say a prayer.... For that final ring....
My brothers gone home.... To his final place...
He lies in heavin.... With a smile on his face...
As we get on those trucks and roll out of sight....
He will not be forgotten...
He's a brother for life...