01-03-2023, 02:29 PM
(01-03-2023, 02:16 PM)KillerGoose Wrote: My FIL was a firefighter/paramedic and an ER nurse. He has some real gut wrenching stories but they don't seem to bother him to tell. I think he has that bit of callous that you've mentioned. "It just is what it is" type mentality. He recently retired from the department after 24 years but he is going back into nursing. Luckily, he is a happy, jolly, optimistic guy for the most part. Several of the stories are very tough, though.
Yup. Imagine going to work on a Mother's Day Sunday morning, and first call out of the box is bodies in a ditch on a country road. Get there, there are two 15 year olds, one white, one black, laying dead in the ditch with broken necks from where they wrecked the dirt bike they were on. No ID's on either, no plate on the bike and the VIN is not registered. Load them up and send them to the morgue. Then, about an hour and a half later you get a call to take a missing person report. You get to the house and the Mother (white) is reporting her son was out last night with his friend (black) and they didn't come home. You have to stand there and take the missing person report without saying anything because the coroner has to make the notification. One of the worst hours of my life filling out that report, then going to get the coroner to come back and make the notification. But guess what, clear the call and take the next one. That is the stuff that wears on a person. And my wife wonders why I don't stop at wrecks when other people are. If no one is there, I'll stop. If there are people there, I just go on by.
