I want to share with you some of my thoughts and feelings in regards to that awful September morning.

I have been involved in emergency services for 25 years now. During that time, I have had the privilege to travel a fair amount. I have met many colleagues from all over the U.S. and a few foreign countries. We wear different uniforms and use slightly different terminology. But underneath that exterior, we are all the same. We are all driven by the same inner need to help others in crisis.

I too, was stunned by the images on our TV sets. For me, I knew three friends would be on their way to fulfill their calling. Three brave men, who proudly serve with the FDNY. I know in my heart what they were thinking, “Can we get there in time?” I know in my heart, that terrible ache they felt when they arrived at what was to become “ground zero.”

They saw hundreds of people in desperate need. They were witness to things no one should ever have to see. But, I also know they picked up the tools of their trade and went to work. Others needed them. They set about doing what it is that makes them so unique. I am sure, that on that September morn, they touched the lives of a great many people. They were the hope and salvation of the victims.

One of my friends came home that next day after being relieved by another chief. One of my friend’s body was found 20 days later and the third was never recovered. I know in my heart what drives these kinds of people. For it is not what we do, it is simply, who we are.

Duane Filkins, Lawrence

paramedic and firefighter