I know a gentleman in Auntie's harmonica band -- different story, different day -- who was once a volunteer firefighter in the Bethany, Oklahoma area. Ah, sweet, sweet octogenarian, preacher man.
I asked if he had any distinct memories of fires he fought and he named a few, in buildings long defunct and forgotten by most everyone around nowadays.
Casually, I asked if he had ever saved someone from a burning building. I thought I was speaking facetiously.
He spoke softly, "No, I never had the privilege."
I almost cried.
