Dear Friends -
I've told only Rox, I think - my son finished his EMT course, passed his test, and he's now a volunteer at my old company and station. (My last call was the week before Tim was born, 18 years ago.) This is a busy station with mixed crews (career and volunteer), which handles about 5,000 emergency alarms a year. He's now running as the third person on a crew.
We're having our squad's 35th reunion (35 years since the company went in service) next month, and Tim is going with me. I'm really looking forward to him meeting lots of people who were and are very important to me.
I was hoping that Tim would get some softball runs as he started, but you never can predict what call you're going to get. Monday night, he had his first call of a sort that always bothered me. They went on a medical call, and picked up an ill but talking, rational patient. On the way, he suddenly went into cardiac arrest, and didn't make it. Tim and I have talked a lot since about how sometimes God just decides to punch someone's ticket and put them on the next train, that it will ultimately happen to all of us, and when that happens, there's zip that you can do about it.
I wish someone had talked to me when I first had that experience.
Mizpah.
R
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You must be so proud of Tim! But I bet he is also just as proud of you :o)
How wonderful for you both :)
you know roger, when i worked in construction, i saw someone die. i called my mom, who spent 15 years welding steel and saw many nasty accidents, and she made me feel better. after that, i saw a few more bad accidents, but i wasn't as messed up about them. one thing i did take away, and i try to explain to my students, is to never mess around with stuff you shouldn't be messing with, and be careful of what you're doing. i'm very glad my mom was able to talk to me, but i'm sad because i know there was no one to talk to her the first time she saw a friend lose a foot, or when another friend fell into a vat of hot tar.
jilly
God punched my father in law's ticket, but he left a hanging chad. I actually am not being funny. We, as a family, are faced with situation of dealing with the reality of my fil "living" after a massive stroke. I know we all pray for it, I know for certain that he did because two years ago we discussed it- but sudden death can certainly be counted a blessing.
Sheila, you are absolutely right. There are things far worse than sudden death. I pray that your f-i-l comes to his end however he would want it to be.
R
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