My Son’s Final Wish Was to Meet the Firefighters He Adored — When We Arrived, the Captain Pulled Me Aside and Said, “Ma’am, There’s Something I Have to Tell You”

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Colby stirred as we turned onto our street.

“Mom?”

“Yeah?”

“I still want to be a firefighter.”

I smiled.

“I had a feeling.”

He looked down at the helmet in his lap.

“Captain Merritt remembered us for eleven years.”

“He did.”

Colby was quiet for a moment.

Then he said, “I think that’s pretty cool.”

I reached over and squeezed his hand.

“So do I.”