As we battle the haze of smoke and fumes, We pray that no-one is in those rooms, We make a break and force our way in only to find the hell within. "Look Out". we yell, hope its not too late, It's one of our own, we don't know his fate. We rush to his aid only to see, His lifeless body pinned beneath the debris, We work furiously saying, "Come on Jack," But for this young firefighter, he's not coming back. We carry him out, then lay him aside, For the tears in our eyes we try to hide. God rest his soul, his journey ends, We weren't just work mates, we were all friends.

In Memory of Josh B. Early
CFD Stattion 27
January 18, 1979-March 6, 2002

In Memory of Brian Scott Carrigan
CFD Station 13
July 27, 1970-April 18, 2006

A FIREMAN'S PRAYER

When  duty call's me, oh lord, Wherever Flames may rage, Give me strength to save some life, Whatever be its age. Help me embrace a little child, Before its too late, Or save a older person from the horror of that fate.  Enable me to be alert, and oh lord, guide my every move, for life is so precious, please don't let us lose. I want to fill my calling and give the best in me, To guard my every neighbor and protect their property. And if according to thy will, That I must give my life, Then with thy protecting hand my lord, I pray thee, protect my children and my wife.