The Volunteer Fireman

He wears no uniform of blue

He’s just a common man like you

No flashy badge adorns his chest

To make him different from the rest

But when there’s fire, smoke, flame

Then behold he’s not the same

As you and I who stood aside

When danger lurks and courage is tried

He’ll die to save a human life

Perhaps your daughter, son or wife

He gets no pay from year to year

Still he’s proud to be a volunteer

Author Unknown

Printed in the Gatesville Messenger and Star Forum on January 21, 1944