Every one a hero.

When I passed the fire station this morning, on my way to the gym, I saw that the inscriptions had been placed on the memorial stone.( see my blip for 21st of February and also see my extra photo) If you can view it in large, the last name listed, is the son of a friend of mine. I worked with her at the time, and as you can imagine, she was devastated. I called in to open church afterwards, and had a cuppa, and much chatter. I then walked into town, and while I was waiting to get on the bus, I saw another girl I used to work with. She sat by me and we had a good catch up on the journey home. I got home long before J, and when he got in, we both had a lot to talk about.