This article from Sgt Tim can be found in its original context on his new website: The Freeman’s Watch
As with every anniversary of the deadly events of September 11, 2001, we will likely be inundated this week with a plethora of articles on the heroes from that day and those that gave their lives that others might live. Though we, as a nation, will never forget the events of that day and the impact it had on our nation, we need look no further than the disaster that struck recently in South Texas, and the events now unfolding throughout Florida and the Southeast to understand that it is a remarkable part of the American spirit to face adversity with a steadfast courage and open heart for those in need. Though I write this article on this, the 16th anniversary of that day in 2001, I am not going to write about those events, the controversy surrounding it, or even about the events of the most recent natural disasters in our country. I prefer to write about my own experience, and those of my family, to illustrate the point that I will make at the conclusion of this article.
I have never been in a hurricane, and I have only been through very mild tremors in the way of earthquakes. However, I have seen my fair share of wildfires that spread through the woods of southeastern Oklahoma, where I grew up, and if you talk about Oklahoma and natural disasters, you have to talk about tornadoes. I have seen a few twisters in my day, as well.
Before I get into the meat of this story, I want to talk a little about someone that from my first breaths in this world was like Superman to me. I lost him in October 2014, but my dad was a very special person in my life, and he instilled in me the values that I carry with me to this day. He believed in working hard and in helping your fellow man. And those two values of his are on display in the first story that I will tell in this article.