Tuesday, July 2, 2013


I can't stop thinking about the nineteen firefighters killed in the Yarnell, Arizona fire Sunday afternoon, and also the sole remaining fire fighter from their crew.  We drive through Yarnell each year traveling to my in-laws ranch.  It's this quiet, sleepy little town and always reminds me of what life must have been like before freeways and the internet and sky scrapers.  It's a peaceful place with a population of only about six hundred people.  People the Granite Mountain Hotshots were trying to protect.  

"Greater love hath no man than this, that a man lay down his life for his friends."

Many prayers for their families left behind.  I believe these men left this world as heroes.

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