To my brother Firefighters at F.D.N.Y.,from all of my Firefighters to yours. we send our most sincere thougts and prayers for Harry Ford, Brian fahey, John Downing, and their families. We also pray for the injured, and the entire F.D.N.Y. family.


Brother, when you weep for me remember that it was meant to be Lay me down and when you leave Remember I'll be at your sleeve In every dark and choking hall I'll be there as you slowly crawl On every roof in driving snow I'll hold your coat and you will know In cellars hot with searing heat at windows where a gate you meet In closets where young children hide You know I;ll be there at your side The house from which I now respond Is overstaffed with heroes gone Men who answered one last bell did the job and did it well As firemen we understand That death's a card dealt in our hand A card we hope we never play But one we hold there anyway That card is something we ignore As we crawl across a weakened floor For we know that we're the only prayer For anyone who might be there So remember as you wipe your tears The joy I knew throughout the years As I did the job I loved to do I pray that thought will see all of you through.

--Author Unknown

Battalion Chief
Keith Peacock
Crowley Fire Department
Crowley, Tx