Mommy2EmMoLu
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Sounds like a very moving ceremony, Jen. Many 



Today was the first firefighter funeral that I went to. I was not sure what to expect, but it was a surreal experience. There was a 2 hour long mass in which the firefighters (including my dad) walked in together and sat together. It was absolutely heartbreaking when they closed the casket- Manny had 5 children. The FFs brother in law did the eulogy and a firefighter did another speech. The bagpipes were played and the firefighters prayer was read, which was very hard for me to hear and I do not think there was a dry eye in the house. After the firefighters left the church, we followed them out. They put the casket on the back of a firetruck and had his helmet carried out. Hundreds and hundreds of fire fighters from other districts lined the streets and saluted the truck as it went by. The families of firefighters and firefighters were on buses that they chartered for today. As we followed the truck, there were firetrucks behind us as far as the eye could see. Someone later told me the procession was at least 2 miles long.They even had the ladders of two trucks up, creating an arch for the procession to go through. What amazed me was the support from the residents of the town. So many came out of their homes and businesses and just stood, some with their hands on their hearts, some crying, as we drove by. One man even ran out of his house, lowered his flag, and went back in. As we passed firehouses, the members were outside, standing at attention and saluting. Very touching. At the cemetery, the FFs were lined up at attention while bagpipes played amazing grace and tapsagain ,not a dry eye was seen. It was so hard looking around and seeing my firefighters fighting back the tears..i just wanted to run up and hug them all, especially my dad.
When that was done,I could finally see my dad and just hug him---This entire situation has made me appreciate him even more and it was really hard for me that he had to work and couldnt be with us for the viewing/funeral.
We had the luncheon at a firehouse and just sat with firefighters all day..after wards, we went out for a bit with some of the guys. I think it was like therapy for me to be with them. After I got home, I couldnt stop crying But its over and I appreciate your thoughts through all of this.