My Father, My Hero When I was four, I knew I had the greatest dad in the world. My dad always made me laugh, always took care of me when I was sick, and always found time to spend with me outside of work. My dad has been a firefighter for almost 30 years. He started in April of 1995 and has been with Tupelo Fire Department since. My dad started out as a sergeant driving the fire truck when he first began his career as a firefighter. In May of 2016, he was promoted Captain of Station 6 in Tupelo, Mississippi. In a recent interview I had with my dad, I asked him questions about his job. Some questions included what was the toughest part of his job, how it felt when he had to leave his family for work in the morning, and knowing what he knows now about firefighting now, would he go back and change his choice of career. Before this interview, I knew firefighting was a serious job, but I had no idea of some of the incidents my dad had encountered. The interview was heart-felt and could be gut wrenching, depending on the question I asked my dad. My father is my hero, not only because of the lives he has helped, but because he has been the person to always make me laugh through hard times. My dad, Captain Mark Patton, has always found humor in any situation. Even when he has to be serious in calls he is dispatched to, he finds a way to make his samaritans laugh. One question I asked my dad was, “Have you ever received any calls that have been hilarious and just
Everyone in the world has someone they look up to and want to be just like them one day. Everyone has different opinions about who a true hero is. My personal hero is my dad, David Laetzsch. My dad is my favorite person in the world because he is always there when I need him the most and I don’t know where I would be today without him. He has helped get me to the great life I have now and I am forever thankful for all he does for me. Nobody could ever compare to my father. He is the most caring, loving and genuine person I know even if he doesn’t show it sometimes, and that is why he is my hero.
Ever since I was a young boy, I always wanted to be a firefighter. I played firefighter with my friends and we pretended to put our house and other objects out with the garden hose. We would jump out of the back of my dad’s truck with our hose just like the firefighters jumping out of their trucks. Every time I would see the fire truck drive by I would wave and say to my mom, “that is going to be me one day.”
When I look at my dad, I can see accomplishment beaming from him. He grew up with my grandparents in South Texas, who were migrant workers. They didn’t supply the best of income, so my father grew up with the bare minimum and basic necessities, with 5 younger brothers and sisters. During high school, my father struggled a bit with grades and family issues. After graduating, he decided to join the military, since school was not his best interest and felt he had nowhere to go. He would explain to me how he would barley pass his classes with D 's, since D 's were considered passing at the time. For eight years, he served for our country in the Navy. Soon afterwards, he met my mother, began dating, and eventually got married within a year. Another year passed and that’s where I came in. Soon after my father with no job, after
A hero can teach many life lessons, morals and various other things. A hero is someone who can be seen as a role model or hope to people. A view of a hero is different to everyone. A hero can save someone from a fire, they can be there to give support or even enlighten people. My heroes may differ from another person writing this same paper. The title hero is given to people for multiple reasons.
What does a hero means to me? A hero to me is someone having a great achievements and someone I can look up too. This hero has great influence to me. My hero inspires other students to be someone when they get out of school. My hero is a great role model as a teacher and as a friend. My Vision of a hero is Ms. Tommie Leigh Johnson.
My hero has made a huge impact on my life. They have always been there for me and supported my decisions. Whether it was a good or bad decision, I had always learned from it. When things got rough they always made sure we were happy and kept a smile on our face. One of these people were very sick but always managed to make sure we were okay. While the other one is taking care of us the best that they can he has many health issues as well. These people are my parents.
There are many people who work or have worked with my dad at the Sherriff’s Office or even the Police Department, who have impacted my life. One of these people is Josh Barnes. My parents used to take us to their barbeques, and we would play with his two sons Ryan and Justin. After my parents divorced, we lived just a few streets away from them with my dad and stepmom for a couple years. Two years ago my mom and step dad took my sister and baby brother up into the hills a couple miles for family pictures. It was winter time and there was a lot of snow, but we had been up in the snow before. We ended up getting stuck about 10 miles up, it started getting dark, and we had zero cell service. My mom got ahold of someone, and Josh caught wind of the situation through my dad and they both drove up to us and took everyone home. He didn’t need to, but he helped. My dad went to the academy with a man named Brad Pope, and they both landed jobs here in Yerington. Brad’s wife at the time used to babysit my sister and me, and we would play with their two toddlers who are in middle school now. My dad and Brad coached little league for a while, and currently, high school football. My dad told me one of the most important reasons they have
I was born into a First Responder family, both my parents were certified in different aspects of the job. My father was and still is an EMT, Paramedic, and the Fire Chief of our local fire department, and my mother was an EMT for ten years. Being born into this lifestyle I didn’t really view it any differently than other families. Around the age of 5, when 9/11 occurred, this changed. My father at the time worked for a company that contracted fire apparatus to the NYPD for 9/11 relief. Due to this he was called out to New York during 9/11 and our whole family relocated there for a few months. This was the first time in which I realized that my parents job is quite different from many others. Instead of running away from New York like many families
As I stated before, my grandfather was in World War 2 and he really had a lot of things to be responsible for during the war. And pretty much everyone did. So I hear a lot about what your expectations are in war and how to deal with everything and some of the appauling tings that they did. So I can totally relate to these situations from a 3rd person perspective. Being told stories and stories about them from my grandfather is just so interesting and very frieghteing situations he’s been through. And he’s the total opposite from my dad, my dad’s never even shot a gun probably, knowing him no, he’s just a person I would refer to as a “Corporate Slave” someone who works all day and half the night for a big business and he works in a big corporate office at his computer all day, filtering in students for the college he works for. He’s very good at what he does though, I admire him for the serious effort he puts in. and he’s got a very promising position and he works himself tirelessly all the time. Although he does take his anger out on me a lot. And I do get mad, but I always think to myself, he’s doing this because he loves us. And that statement is true. We wouldn’t have the new house we live in right now, we wouldn’t probably have food in our haouse, probably wouldn’t be going to kennedy if he didn’t work. And as for my mom, she works herself too. But yeah, I just wanted to tell of my personal experiences, and I bring family into a lot of this is because family will
Veterans are our American heroes because they made it their responsibility to protect the United States and risked their lives for our country to give us this freedom and wealth. The stress combined with having to leave their families for such a long time can leave a huge impact on them that they have to fight through. Without these devoted people, the America that we know and believe in today would not be present.
Inside the place we call home, surrounded by the 5 Great Lakes is the state I love called Michigan, and inside that state is my Michigan hero. My Michigan hero is my amazing dad. I admire my dad for everything he does. He is a wonderful person who is very kind and works hard.
When the word "hero" is spoken, everyone has different thoughts. Some will think of super powers like flying and saving people from villains; while others have a certain person they know or have heard of that come to mind who have done something to make a difference in the lives of others but who is a hero to you? To answer this question you must first ask yourself what a hero is; what comes to your mind when someone says the word. When I am confronted with these questions I always have the same thoughts; smart, strong will power, and someone who stands up for what they believe is right.
What does make a hero a hero? Is it there looks? Alternatively, maybe is it their personality? However, the question is what are those essential qualities that make one a hero? Different people require different heroes to look up to or try to emulate. However, whoever it may be, they all possess certain qualities. My hero is my mother, for the reason that she is selfless, compassion, and courage. That kind of selflessness can often be premeditated, since concentrating on others' needs often winds up helping one accomplish one’s own goals. However, a heroic leader does so without any anticipation of a return. The display and concern show the care one has for others. This can often apparent itself in strong but gentle actions planned to increase the lives of others. Courage and bravery come to mind first when we think of heroism. However, it is difficult to achieve anything truly heroic unless one is up against overwhelming chances. As Nelson Mandela put it, "Courage is not the absence of fear, but the triumph over it." These minor acts of heroism rarely attract any notice. A true hero is always sympathetic, benevolent and shows a great deal of compassion and sympathy to those poorly or in agony. He or she keeps away judgements; that are oriented to the self and embraces an attitude that serves others.
Heroes; something we all aspire to be, but easily recognize in others. Wait, how do we define what makes a hero, a hero? A hero is one who is kind, courageous, smart, determined and selfless. They often do what is better for the greater good and not themselves. This is seen in both Greek and Modern heroes, whether it is cutting off Medusa’s head or defeating the Riddler, they show these qualities in one way or another. We also see these qualities in parents, true everyday heroes. While they may not have super strength or the ability to fly, parents are the ultimate heroes in our lives, for they love for us without judgement and will always be there when we need them most. My father, William Romero, is a hero since it takes a true hero to
Throughout someone’s life they have a role model that they look up to and admire. Whether it be a super hero, a relative, or even a friend, they still look up to that individual. My role model comes in the form of a five foot five man, with short black hair, and a face just like mine. He’s my father and even though he’s no super hero, he’s still definitely the person I look up to the most. Whether it be supporting my dreams, needing someone to talk to, or needing a ride to a date, he’s always there for me. When it comes down to it he’s the person I admire most, my role model, father, mentor, and most importantly my friend.