Sunday, November 28, 2010

I heard

I heard his voice on the radio.

I heard the screams in the background.

I heard him ask for the Sheriff.

I heard him ask for the Chaplain.

I heard the lump in his throat.

I heard his voice crack.

That is why I don't work around the holidays.
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3 comments:

  1. The Grumpy DispatcherNovember 29, 2010 at 8:39 PM

    Brings up a host of various "memorable" experiences just reading that. As it will for any of us. Sigh..... :(

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  2. Capt. SchmoeNovember 29, 2010 at 9:36 PM

    Grumpy - I don't know what was going on there, but I know it involved death and humans - a recipe for sorrow.

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  3. 911 and the Randomness..December 1, 2010 at 6:00 AM

    I'll never understand why the holiday brings out the worst in some people.

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