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Susi Matthews ([personal profile] rowangolightly) wrote2008-12-24 11:44 am
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Grab a kleenex....



And yes, grab a hankie...

The Littlest Fireman


The 26-year-old mother stared down at her son who was dying of terminal leukemia. Although her heart was filled with sadness, she also had a strong feeling of determination. Like any parent she wanted her son to grow up and fulfill all his dreams. Now that was no longer possible. The leukemia would see to that.

But she still wanted her son's dreams to come true. She took her son's hand and asked, "Billy, did you ever think about what you wanted to be once you grew up? Did you ever dream and wish what you would do with your life?"

"Mommy, I always wanted to be a fireman when I grew up." Mom smiled back and said, "Let's see if we can make your wish come true."

Later that day she went to her local fire department in Phoenix, Arizona, where she met Fireman Bob, who had a heart as big as Phoenix. She explained her son's final wish and asked if it might be possible to give her six year old son a ride around the block on a fire engine. Fireman Bob said, "Look, we can do better than that. If you'll have your son ready at seven o'clock Wednesday morning, we'll make him an honorary fireman for the whole day. He can come down to the fire station, eat with us, go out on all the fire calls, the whole nine yards! "And if you'll give us his sizes, we'll get a real fire uniform for him, with a real fire hat — not a toy one — with the emblem of the Phoenix Fire Department on it, a yellow slicker like we wear and rubber boots. They're all manufactured right here in Phoenix, so we can get them fast."

Three days later Fireman Bob picked up Billy, dressed him in his fire uniform and escorted him from his hospital bed to the waiting hook and ladder truck. Billy got to sit on the back of the truck and help steer it back to the fire station. He was in heaven. There were three fire calls in Phoenix that day and Billy got to go out on all three calls. He rode in the different fire engines, the paramedic's van, and even the fire chief's car. He was also videotaped for the local news program.Having his dream come true, with all the love and attention that was lavished upon him, so deeply touched Billy that he lived three months longer than any doctor thought possible.

One night all of his vital signs began to drop dramatically and the head nurse, who believed in the hospice concept that no one should die alone, began to call the family members to the hospital. Then she remembered the day Billy had spent as a fireman, so she called the Fire Chief and asked if it would be possible to send a fireman in uniform to the hospital to be with Billy as he made his transition. The chief replied, "We can do better than that. We'll be there in five minutes. Will you please do me a favor? When you hear the sirens screaming and see the lights flashing, will you announce over the PA system that there is not a fire? It's just the fire department coming to see one of its finest members one more time. And will you open the window to his room?

About five minutes later a hook and ladder truck arrived at the hospital, extended its ladder up to Billy's third floor open window and 16 firefighters climbed up the ladder into Billy's room. With his mother's permission, they hugged him and held him and told him how much they loved him. With his dying breath, Billy looked up at the fire chief and said, "Chief, am I really a fireman now?" " Billy, you are," the chief said. With those words, Billy smiled and closed his eyes one last time.

And yes, I did check this out on Snopes.com

Is it true: Yes. Though the story circulated in e-mail identifies the dying child as "Billy" instead of by his actual name, this Internet tale is a relatively truthful, if overwritten, account. It's also (with the exception of the child's name) lifted word-for-word from the original Chicken Soup for the Soul book.

Not that we're going to swear that all Chicken Soup stories are necessarily true, but this one is. In 1981, Frank "Bopsy" Salazar, a 7-year-old dying of leukemia, became the first "wish child" helped by the Make-A-Wish Foundation. This boy from Phoenix had three wishes: to be a fireman, to ride in a hot air balloon, and to go to Disneyland. He ultimately achieved all three, but it's his first wish, the fireman one, that we'll concentrate on here.

It was the Make-A-Wish Foundation (not the boy's mother, as the popular narrative states) who contacted the Phoenix Fire Department about granting Bopsy's wish to be a fireman, as noted in their account of events:
The Bopsy Salazar Phoenix Fire Department made sure Bopsy had an experience truly befitting a fireman — making him the first honorary fireman in Phoenix history. A full uniform, complete with a yellow coat and a helmet, was custom made just for him. Bopsy scrambled around the back of Engine 9's ladder truck, and turned on the horn. Following the ride, he doused a few cars with water from a 75-pound hose. At the end of the day, Bopsy was pinned with an official firefighter�s badge.
Bopsy went on to experience his hot-air balloon ride and a trip to Disneyland. While in Anaheim, he was treated with every courtesy a visiting fireman could wish for from his Southern California colleagues, including being chauffeured to and from the Los Angeles airport in a fire truck and escorted around the park by two of his fellow firefighters from the Anaheim fire department.

As for the more fantastic claim made in the e-mail — that Phoenix fireman climbed through the child's hospital window on the night Bopsy died — this too holds true. It was only five firemen instead of the sixteen of the Chicken Soup version, but they did indeed park the hook and ladder below his window, then climb up the ladder and into his room:
Bopsy's condition worsened not long after returning from California, and he had to return to the hospital. As he slept in his third floor room, someone suddenly knocked on his window and opened it, and in came five of his fellow Phoenix firemen. They had parked their ladder truck below. As his colleagues continued to crawl through the window, Bopsy — now fully awake — could not contain his laughter. Bopsy shared a few laughs and stories with his friends before going back to sleep, with a smile on his face. Later that evening, Bopsy passed away — but not before seeing all three of his fondest wishes come true.


The URL for this page is http://www.snopes.com/glurge/fireman.asp


*sniff*

And I know damned well that there are many equally warm-hearted people on my flist and amongst my friends and family of choice.

[identity profile] apocalypticbob.livejournal.com 2008-12-24 06:45 pm (UTC)(link)
That one's a two and a half Kleenex story!

*bawls*

[identity profile] rowangolightly.livejournal.com 2008-12-24 06:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Yeah, it is....

::hands her another hankie:::

*smoochies*

[identity profile] jmthane.livejournal.com 2008-12-24 06:54 pm (UTC)(link)
Feel free to share 'em...

[identity profile] rowangolightly.livejournal.com 2008-12-24 06:57 pm (UTC)(link)
::tosses the box around::

[identity profile] margotdevallier.livejournal.com 2008-12-24 08:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Wow, thank you, now I'm all blubbery honeygirl...Love you
*takes a handful of Kleenex and passes it on*

[identity profile] rowangolightly.livejournal.com 2008-12-24 08:11 pm (UTC)(link)
You're welcome, sweetie! ....just like I get blubbery when you call me "honeygirl". That's what my mom called me and nobody else (but you) calls me that. Yeah, gets me Right there.

Loves you muchly!

[identity profile] joegoda.livejournal.com 2008-12-24 08:14 pm (UTC)(link)
You know... for someone that is pretty much an irascible bastard most of the time, stories like this and other true stories (and pretty much all of the fake ones, too - what matter the tale, if it touches your heart?) tend to make my eyes leak pools. On this Christmas, I wish you a very merriest of times. Know that you will, dearest WaterBrother, be in my heart and my head for all the days of my life.

[identity profile] rowangolightly.livejournal.com 2008-12-24 08:21 pm (UTC)(link)
I wish the same for you, dear WaterBrotherHusbandFriend, indeed I do.

Blessed Be (and smoochies!)

[identity profile] alrescate.livejournal.com 2008-12-24 08:40 pm (UTC)(link)
*sniff*

Going to go love a little boy now...

[identity profile] rowangolightly.livejournal.com 2008-12-24 09:13 pm (UTC)(link)
Good idea!

LOVE the icon....

[identity profile] foolscap001.livejournal.com 2008-12-25 01:29 am (UTC)(link)
Sigh... this new LCD monitor I got my sister for Christmas has to go back. It's gotten all blurry.

[identity profile] rowangolightly.livejournal.com 2008-12-25 03:25 am (UTC)(link)
I'd recommend getting a hanky instead; the shipping is a lot cheaper!
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Re: another true story..

[identity profile] rowangolightly.livejournal.com 2008-12-25 03:24 am (UTC)(link)
You're welcome, dear. That's a wonderful memorial and heartening to know someone for whom it was a personal experience, even though it is sadness in the remembering.

We had a young lady whose wish was to come to the Renaissance Festival in Kansas City this last fall, even above going to Disney World. Believe me, that little girl had an amazing day.

[identity profile] abookmom.livejournal.com 2008-12-26 02:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Awww. Need to go shopping. Out of tissues!