I did this thing a week ago. I'm still kind of trying to process it.
One of our firefighters died of a sudden heart attack recently. He was 38.
It touches me on many levels. My Honey had a heart attack near the same age. He survived.
It was one of "my" firefighters. I had met him, knew his name, would have had a beer with him.
I was conflicted about being a part of the historical team. I'm not that great. Was it intrusive to the family? What in the world should you take pictures of at a memorial service? What would the family think?
His wife asked for people to photograph the memorial service. For the kids. That made it a lot easier.
For the kids, for his wife.
RIP Batillion Chief Rasmussen. You are missed.
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