Real heroes are the ones that put their lives on the line and don't get paid for it. The guys and gals that are at an auto accident and reach through the flames to pull a child out of a burning car. The ones that have the balls to prevent a crime from happening, the guy that jumped into the Potomac River on an icy afternoon to help a severely injured woman after the Air Florida airline crash, "the ones that don't get paid for it"...the ones that don't seek the recognition after their selfless service. There are many of them around. If you want to be worshiped for doing your job, even when you go a bit beyond the job description, you have the wrong job. The poor guy that makes sure I have fresh coffee in the morning after having worked the most dangerous shift...deadmans shift for those that don't know...gets my respect and admiration. He toils tirelessly for minimum wage, smiles at me, and is often murdered for what few dollars are in his cash register. The cabby trying to make a few bucks and is murdered in his work vehicle for a few bucks that might be in his pocket. Nah...these guys aint fightin' no war but they sure do sacrifice their lives for pennies...don't they. If you want my admiration do something totally dangerous to make my day a little bit easier!
