I remember the alarm on that fateful day,
as we responded in haste, to be carried away.
With sirens screaming our advancing pace,
we answered the call by taking our place.

We have answered this call many times before,
you see it's our job, we expect no less, no more.
We know the danger that comes with the quest,
but we answered that call, by doing our best.

We are armed with the weapons of life saving gear,
the voices of so many, calling us near.
Then we arrived at this god-awful sight,
the towers ablaze, no time for fear, just fight.

This was an act of evil, so may souls could be lost,
we must strive to save as many, at whatever the cost.
Into the lobby, and then down the hall,
I rush up the steps, to answer the call.

My heart is now pounding, the sweat pours down my face,
but I keep moving at a life saving pace.
Shouting out orders as I continue my quest,
"PLEASE GOD! HELP ME!" I'm doing my best.

Then all at once I hear a thunderous roar from above,
my life flashes before me, images of those who I love.
Then out of nowhere I am lead by the hand,
by this unknown person, who is this man?

He carried me out of this inferno from hell,
as he lifted my soul, just when everything fell.
Now I am at peace, just comfort no pain,
who is this man who offered his hand
when my tears fell like rain?

I now stand before this bright heavenly light,
to raise my head and ask,
who is this man who came to my plight?
Then I hear a voice speak from above as my eyes roam,
"My Son, do not fear for he has taken you home."

"He's just like you, you see he answered my call,
he was just doing his job, giving his all."
"His boots and his helmet were supplied from above,
and his power and strength came from those that you love."

"You see, even up here when the alarm bell rings,
they answer your call these firefighters with wings."
"He carried you away from that horrible place,
when you cried out to ME, for my love and my grace."

"Your mission is over my Son, you answered your last call,
you saved so many lives, walk tall and be proud."
"My Son, take my hand and walk into the light,
and dwell with me forever in GOD'S heavenly might."

Robert L. Houle - September 2001

Please click on the candle below to email Robert
if you were touched by this beautiful tribute
to all the firefighters who gave their all
and saved so many lives 11 September, 2001.

Thank you Robert for granting permission
for 'You Answered Your Last Call'
to be displayed on my site.



My thoughts and prayers are with
all those who lost loved ones and friends when
USA was attacked 11 September 2001.
My words just cannot adequately express the
compassion and caring I have in my heart for the
tragic loss of life, the helplessness and
emptiness that many would be feeling as the first
anniversary comes around.

I pray that you will all find peace and comfort
in the knowledge that people from all walks of life
from many nations are sending love and prayers
to all Americans and to those who are still
mourning the loss of dear ones.
May God richly bless each and every one with
His love, light and wisdom.

At the going down of the sun and
in the morning we will remember them.
'Lest we forget'

The picture used on this page was created
using a painting by Danny Hahlbohm
'In God's Hands'.
I have added a few other graphics to
depict some of the many firefighters who
gave their all in their attempts to save innocent
lives when WTC was attacked on 11 September 2001.

Artwork is used with written permission
from Danny Hahlbohm.

Please click on the pic below to visit
Danny Hahlbohm's Inspired Art Gallery.