“…And if not us, then who?
Who will they call when the bullets are hitting their targets?
When they are hunkered
down, bleeding, dying.
When sirens in the distance are the only thing they have to hold on to.
When all is lost.
Who will they call?
They call us. First Responders.
The Army isn’t coming, the Marines either. It’s their neighbors who respond, their fathers, their sisters, their friends. It’s the people they see at the market in their street clothes, the ones standing in line with them at the coffee shop, and the ones on duty, in uniform and prepared for the unimaginable. When their world descends to madness and nothing makes sense, we respond…”