It was not a bit funny to me that this fire would have a negative impact on so many people. This laughter also bothered me as I watched the firefighters work feverishly to extinguish the blaze. I also contemplated how much respect I have for all those men and women who strap on an air pack and go into a smoke-filled building never knowing if they will ever come out. As the daughter of a firefighter, I thought about them. I thought about how they feel when the page goes off.
Civil servants see the worst life has to offer.
They see lives taken and property destroyed. As I watched those firefighters work so hard, I had the greatest sense of pride for all that my father does. It is because of him and all those like him that we can all feel safer and sleep easier at night. I guess as I stood there and gawked, I wanted it to be a productive gawking. What I am getting at is I stood there and really thought about everything that was going on around me.