Chief Dan Daly responded to Ground
Zero on September 11, 2001. He now spends his time sharing the true legacy of 9/11 – a story of courage, compassion and the power of the indomitable human spirit. His life’s work now centers on helping US Military Service Men & Women who have returned home with traumatic brain injuries. His mission is to inspire citizens of all ages to embrace and embody the values that make us a great nation, and most of all – to never forget those who have sacrificed so much.
Last fall I wrote about doing the right thing by getting involved in an organization of firefighters known as Hancock Hope, formed for the sole purpose of helping other firefighters and fire departments in need.
I talked about the struggles of a very rural volunteer fire department in Oneida, Kentucky and of the goodwill of the Newstead NY Volunteer Fire Company who donated a used fire engine to them. It was a team effort with a lot
I recently responded to a post on FirefighterNation.com from my friend Adam Box, who shared the dilemma he was experiencing with his significant other:
Tomorrow, I will be attending the funeral of Elizabeth Fire Department Acting Captain Gary Stephens. This will be my second (unfortunately I doubt it will be my last) time attending a LODD funeral.
I was in a bit of a
My purpose for posting is not totally unselfish. I use this as an evaluation tool to examine my relationship with my fire department and the fire service at large, and make adjustments as necessary.
I’m sure we’ve all heard, and maybe even experienced, how the world is “getting smaller every day.” There’s probably no other place that this phrase is truer than in the fire service.
The more we dare to explore outside of our engine room doors, the more we find that there’s a brave new world out there full of firefighters who, despite their differences, are very similar to every one of us. A friend once told me that, in the end, it’s only the name of the fire department that changes.
While our shapes and sizes, apparatus color and even, dare I say, terminology may be different – we’re all still very much alike. Our challenges and concerns are comparable. Our dedication to serve our communities runs parallel lines despite the distance between us.
January 22, 2008
My close friend and associate Bob Newell passed away suddenly on Tuesday, January 22nd at his home.
Bob was a great educator, trainer, mentor and friend to literally thousands of firefighters in a firefighting and instructional career that spanned almost 40 years.
He started one of the first vehicle extrication training programs in Erie County several years ago, long before it was popular. It has since been modeled across the state. He did more for his Village of Hamburg Fire Department and our fire service than they or we will possibly ever realize.
To say Bob had a certain way about him is like saying
I originally wrote this piece for my other blog at: http://buffalo.yourhub.com/~Tiger. However, a snarky friend suggested I post it on Fire Fighter Nation as well. And now, it has ended up here on my blog.
At first I wasn’t sure how it tied into the fire service, but eventually even I was bright enough to see a strong connection.
I had the good fortune of growing up in a neighborhood where regardless of which house you were at when the dinner bell rang, that’s the house you ate at.
It was by all