It’s Sunday evening following Thanksgiving. I’ve heard so many talk about what they are they thankful for. I’ve heard about families and good health. I’ve heard about friends and success. The one thing I didn’t hear people giving thanks for are the “FEW”.
The “FEW” are those individuals that give up being home with families giving thanks so they can be out there providing us all the things we take for granted we should be thankful for. This is a Thanksgiving tribute to the few. To the few that sacrifice so much for the many.
To the 19 year old, feeling a chill while standing guard in a tower in South Korea with his rifle every vigilant. To the father skyping his family while sitting in closet sized room on aircraft carrier in the Mediterranean Sea. They stand guard so we may celebrate in peace at home.
To B Shift at the firehouse. They just got interrupted from the turkey dinner they were trying to share to race out on a call. They have no idea what they will face when they get there but they know someone needs help and that’s all that matters.
To the ten year veteran police office sitting in her cruiser waiting for a call for help. She knows the bad guys don’t take off Holidays so neither does she. When the call comes she responds. She has a whole city to protect.
To the two paramedics on their way to the chest pain call. They hope it’s indigestion from too much turkey but they respond as it’s life or death because they know it might be.
To the nurse and aid catching a turkey sandwich in between patients buzzing for help. They know none of their patients want to be at the hospital on Thanksgiving and that’s why they have to be at their best. They try to offer much more than medical care, they offer a friendly ear and warm smile to help make this day a little easier.
To the lineman, cold in his bucket trying to fix the broken transformer. Everyone depends on him for light and heat and so much more. It doesn’t matter it is Thanksgiving, he will keep the power flowing because that’s his job.
To the backhoe operator digging up the broken water line. There is never enough light to see what he’s doing at night but he works on. People need water. He and the crew will get it back on in a couple of hours.
To the swimmer and flight crew aboard the rescue helo in Alaska. As a Coast Guard diver he knows he may need to jump in those icy waters but it’s what he trained for. He’ll be there if he’s needed, Thanksgiving and every other day.
There are many others out there. The FEW. They are the ones we often don’t see or think about that quietly do their jobs, serving the rest of us. They will be there on Thanksgiving and on Christmas and every other day. It’s what they do. They ask very little in return yet offer us all so much.
So what am I thankful for? I’m thankful for the few that protect and provide so much that makes my life so much better. Happy Thanksgiving to all of you.