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The
Ultimate Hero Growing up, it was very easy to see my Dad as a hero. Not just because he was my Dad, but because of what he did. When I was in elementary school, my dad was a fire fighter and the fire station was near my school. I remember how proud I was to be walking home with my friends when school let out and stop by the station to see my Dad. Just to be able to walk into the station, to be greeted by name by the other fire fighters, and to be welcomed with a hug from my Dad.
What an awesome privilege! I find myself smiling even now as I think about it! Each year, during Fire Prevention Week, the firemen would visit the school and give a presentation on fire safety. The entire school would meet out on the playground and they would bring the trucks onto the grounds, lights flashing, sirens wailing. My Dad played the part of “Sparky” the firedog. Dressed in the full turnout gear, coat, and helmet and wearing a Dalmatian dog mask, he and the other firemen would perform these crazy antics to teach us fire safety. Sometimes, as they all boarded the trucks and prepared to drive away, Dad would find my brother and me in the crowd and run by and give us a quick hug before leaving.
This past November, we went back to Kansas to visit. My
Mom showed me a scrapbook she’s been working on of my Dad’s life – his
childhood, their wedding,
This Sunday, we celebrate the greatest hero of them all
“Wow! That’s your God? I look forward to praising Him with you this Sunday!
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