Posted on 10/03/2001 6:07:08 AM PDT by Clive
"Keep climbing," says the captain. "Up through the smoke and smell."
"Keep climbing," says the captain. "I think I heard somebody yell."
"Keep climbing," says the captain. "Alive or dead, not ours to tell."
"Keep climbing" calls the captain. "Forget about your pain."
"Keep climbing," shouts the captain. "We have a few more floors to gain."
"Keep climbing," yells the captain, "We'll bring them down again."
"Keep climbing," cries the captain. "If I can, so can you."
"Keep climbing," orders the captain. "Right now I need the best from you."
"Keep climbing," screams the captain. "Forget about those sounds.
"It's just some girders twisting, and some concrete falling down."
"Keep climbing," prays our captain. "Eyes raised, heading for the top.
"And when you're tired and feel like quitting, remember them. They didn't stop."
"Keep climbing," whispers the captain. "Climb up to that light.
"Right up to that sunshine. No smoke to smell, no fire to fight."
"Keep climbing," sings the captain. "That angel's hand will lead the way.
"Rest now," sighs the captain. "You did your job today."
(When you dry your tears ... the poem is attributed to Jim McGregor, read at a memorial service held during a recent Canadian Association of Fire Chiefs convention.)
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