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“You, Sirs, Are My Easter Sunday Heroes”

by Prince Of Petworth — April 17, 2017 at 11:00 am 5 Comments

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Rebecca Menes, a 13 year Logan Circle resident, writes:

“What did you do on Easter Sunday? Maybe you went to church, had an Easter egg hunt with your children, or enjoyed brunch with friends. Not for the DC Fire and EMS Department, who gave up their holiday to help people in a pickle, and that included me. Stuck on an elevator between floors in the Rainbow Lofts residential building on Church St. NW with no consolation but my bags of defrosting groceries, this rescue squad was there in no time flat. My neighbors had rushed to the scene, as well as my best friend (a former journalist) who understood the importance of the moment and snapped some pics. But it was six of our city’s finest who pried open the elevator door and brought me and my groceries to safety.

I considered for a moment to pretend to be in tears — or at least ready to swoon from the heat into those trustworthy arms — but I thought better about it when these able professionals extricated me with little fuss. I was only able to shake one of their hands before they rushed off to help another innocent victim somewhere in the city.

Thank you, DC Fire and EMS Department, for being there when I needed you most.”

  • Gumball

    “I considered for a moment to pretend to be in tears — or at least ready to swoon from the heat into those trustworthy arms” HAHA LOVE IT!

  • welp

    I wonder if she had anything to drink in her groceries, because she was definitely thirsty.

    • Brooklyn Brawler

      +5,000 hahahaha

  • MadMax

    Since you asked, I did a bunch of yard work.

  • Ward One Resident

    If OP really wants to thank the FFs, and if she remembers which engine company showed up, she could make them cookies or muffins and drop them by the fire house. I did that for my neighborhood FFs when my crazy, overly sensitive downstairs neighbor thought out building was on fire last year during the blizzard. Of course it was nothing, but they were right there to check things out. I felt bad and appreciated their efforts so I made them a bunch of muffins the next morning and dropped them by the station. They seemed to appreciate it.

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