Sometimes I miss the hard work, the 16 hour days, sleeping in dirt, the 40lb packs, endless hiking, and the crew that became my brothers. Until next season...
You never think it'll happen to someone you know until it does. My brother Zach was hit by a falling tree while on hurricane clean up detail down here in Florida, but luckily he's alive. He got out of back surgery last night and is sound asleep now as it sit next to him in the hospital. Hopefully we'll be back out on the fire line in no time.