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Remembering all the Public Service Personal who perished on
September 11, 2001 was the date of the worst terrorist attacks in history. The lives of all the people who were killed should continue to be remembered. They all left spouses, children, parent's siblings, friends and people who cared about them. They all mattered and should never be forgotten. In 2009 Congress passed a bill to designate 9/11 as National Day of Service and Remembrance.
We should never forget the 343 New York City Firefighters and
We should also remember all the civilians that perished in this terrible attack. Our thoughts and prayers should be with all the spouses, children, parents, siblings, friends, and co-workers of the ones who perished on that day or since included on the above list and the people that are still sick from that time.
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From Arms to Wings
I died three years ago in a fire saving the life of a young boy named Judah. I suppose this was the crucial event that led me to my present position. I didn't know Judah.
I had merely been walking home one night after work to find flames and screams coming from the house on the corner of fifth and Sixth Avenue. Within seconds, before a thought crossed my mind, I was in the house amongst the flames searching for the source of the screams. I crawled through the thick and smothering smoke and came across a small body huddled near a window. He had his eyes squeezed shut and his hands over his ears as if it would protect him. He continued to scream until he sensed my presence. He opened his eyes and became silent.
As he looked at me, peace seemed to wrap itself around him. I threw him over my shoulders and turned back the way I had come in. For a moment the flames illuminated Judah's face. He looked into my eyes and said the three words that changed everything. "My Guardian Angel".
We were close to the door leading to outside. I sat Judah down so he could run from the flames faster. Seconds after I did this a bookcase slammed down across my back. A paralyzing feeling come over me. I was stuck.
The only thing I remember is the feeling of the flames licking my back. I suppose my death happened soon after, for the next thing I saw was a world where everything has a golden glow. Then for the first time I heard God's Voice.
He said to me four words, "You Earned Your Wings." And with that I became what I am now, an angel. I have officially been assigned as little Judah's guardian angel.
Short Story from: Firehouse.com
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