Re: Heros...
I saw some heros last night rescue a lady from a burning building. She is recovering well today and will be released from the hospital soon.
When I see men in uniform (military, fire, law enforcement) who risk their lives to protect us, I see heros.
I have even seen some sports figures who performed like heros, not for their athletic acts, but how they helped another human being.
But I have never felt a person was a hero because they could play a game, coach a game, act, sing, etc. Entertainers are not heros in my book.
Everything is subjective... And this thread has reminded me of a tragic event with a measure of warmth, sparked by your response, aspeck.
About a year ago, I transported a young, terminally ill little girl to a pediatric intensive care unit about 3 1/2 hours away from where I work. The five ambulances my hospital has are not just ambulances. Each one is a mobile intensive care unit, two of them being dedicated neonatal intensive care units... Anyway, Shortly after going enroute, I asked my young patient if she'd like to watch a movie. Her face lit up and she said, "Oh yes" (with a smile bigger than life

). As I went through the DVD's, reading the age appropriate titles to her, she stopped me when I got to "The Never Ending Story", she
squealed "YES!!!, that's my favorite movie!!!"
I'd have been watching her closely throughout the entire transport regardless, but I was enthralled with the expressions on the face of this little girl as she watched the movie. When the scene with the star of the movie, Bastion (I don't know the actors name), was flying on the magical creature that looked like a huge dog whom called himself a "Luck Dragon", she made a fist and threw her arm up and forward, just like Bastion did in the movie, and screamed YYYEEEAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!! As I laughed, she looked at me suddenly and quietly said. "I'm sorry". I asked, "For what?" with a huge smile and imitated what she had just done. She looked at me for a brief moment with what may have been the most incredulous look I'd ever seen, and then looked back at the overhead monitor and continued watching with an even bigger and more intense smile.
My patient lived the rest of her short life in the hospital to which I brought her. I had brought her there several times during the past three years. This was the last time.
I don't know the young actors name who played Bastion in the movie. He'll never know it; but to this little girl... He was a hero.
Everything is subjective... Everything has it's place, and reason for being under God. One persons thrills may be boredom to another. Before I get way too phylisophical, I'll stop here.