For shame
As firefighting is quickly defining my life, this will be the first of many posts regarding the life of a firefighter’s wife.
This is what I’ve been reading about today:
http://www.theneworleanschannel.com/news/3898255/detail.html
I don’t know how anyone can not be deeply saddned by this. I have read up on this case a bit, so I know that this poor woman and her children have recieved a relatively meger sum of money from the state and federal governments, but nowhere near what would have been available to them if the city that her husband worked for had insurance to cover this, or a widows fund, as most cities do.
Firefighting is not just sitting around the station playing poker with the boys. Besides the obvious danger from fires, these men expose themselves every day to terrible diseases when helping people who desperately need medical attention. The man who died in this case was a volunteer firefighter, and frankly I think that is even more commendable. It is a complete shame that the people of this town have chosen to not only deny this hero’s family aid, but any future firefighters who, heaven forbid, may have the inconceivable happen. And to be fair, I put blame on the city as well for not finding a solution to this problem which would take into consideration the financial strain it might place on its poorer citizens.
I would hope that if something horrible happened to my husband while he was desperately trying to save the life of a stranger, that the community would come together and do the right thing for his children.
