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This will grab your
heart strings If this doesn't get to you, nothing will. In Phoenix, Arizona, a
26-year-old mother stared down at her 6 year old son, who was dying of terminal
leukemia. Although her heart was filled with sadness, she also had a strong
feeling of determination. Like any parent, she wanted her son to grow up and
fulfill all his dreams. Now that was no longer possible. The leukemia would see
to that. But she still wanted her son's dreams to come true. She took her son's
hand and asked, "Billy, did you ever think about what you wanted to be once you
grew up? Did you ever dream and wish what you would do with your life?" Mommy,
"I always wanted to be a fireman when I grew up." Mom smiled back and said,
"Let's see if we can make your wish come true.!"
Later that day she went to her local fire department in Phoenix, Arizona, where
she met Fireman Bob, who had a heart as big as Phoenix. She explained her son's
final wish and asked if it might be possible to give her six-year-old son a ride
around the block on a fire engine. Fireman Bob said, "Look, we can do better
than that. If you'll have your son ready at seven o'clock Wednesday morning,
we'll make him an honorary fireman for the whole day. He can come down to the
fire station, eat with us, go out on all the fire calls, the whole nine yards!
And if you'll give us his sizes, we'll get a real fire uniform for him, with a
real fire hat-not a toy one-with the emblem of the Phoenix Fire Department on
it, a yellow slicker like we wear and rubber boots. They're all manufactured
right here in Phoenix, so we can get them fast."
Three days later Fireman Bob picked up Billy, dressed him in his fire uniform
and escorted him from his! hospital bed to the waiting hook and ladder truck.
Billy got to sit on the back of the truck and help steer it back to the fire
station. He was in heaven. There were three fire calls in Phoenix that day and
Billy got to go out on all three calls. He rode in the different fire engines,
the paramedic's van, and even the fire chief's car. He was also videotaped for
the local news program. Having his dream come true, with all the love and
attention that was lavished upon him, so deeply touched Billy that he lived
three months longer than any doctor thought possible.
One night all of his vital signs began to drop dramatically and the head nurse,
who believed in the hospice concept that no one should die alone, began to call
the family members to the hospital. Then she remembered the day Billy had spent
as a fireman, so she called the Fire Chief and asked if it would be possible to
send a fireman in uniform to the hospital to be with Billy as he made his
transition! The chief replied, "We can do better than that. We'll be there
in five minutes. Will you please do me a favor? When you hear the sirens
screaming and see the lights flashing, will you announce over the PA system that
there is not a fire? It's just the fire department coming to see one of its
finest members one more time. And will you open the window to his room?"
About five minutes later a hook and ladder truck arrived at the hospital and
extended its ladder up to Billy's third floor open window. 16 firefighters
climbed up the ladder into Billy's room. With his mother's permission, they
hugged him and held him and told him how much they loved him. With his dying
breath, Billy looked up at the fire chief and said, "Chief, am I really a
fireman now?" "Billy, you are, and the Head Chief, Jesus, is holding your hand,"
the chief said. With those words, Billy smiled and said, "I know, He's been
holding my hand all day, and the angels have been singing." He closed ! his eyes
one last time.
My instructions were to send this to at least four people that I wanted God to
bless and I picked you. Please pass this to at least four people you want to be
blessed. This story is powerful and there is nothing attached, please do not
break this pattern; uplifting stories are one of the best gifts we receive.
There is no cost but a lot of rewards, lets continue to uplift one another.
Stop telling God how big your storm is. Instead tell your storm how big your GOD
is.
Wayne Barrall
Delmar Fire Department
ESFN-2
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