This Poem, part of the Burial Service for Toms River Fire Department Members, was composed by Harold K. Woolley, a Toms River Fire Company #1 member for many years.
No More To Hear The Siren’s Wail
Nor Beat Of Running Feet.
No More To Hear The Clangling Bell
As Trucks Race Down The Street.
No More To Feel The Biting Wind,
The Stinging Sleet And Rain.
No More To Feel The Searing Blast
Of Summer’s Heat And Flame.
No More To Breathe The Stifling Smoke,
Nor Dodge A Falling Beam.
No More The Rattle Of Ladders,
Nor Sound Of Hissing Steam.
Silent The Cries, “Give Us Water!”
“Lend A Hand With This Line!”
Silent The Chief’s “Well That’s It Boys,
We Got It Just In Time.”
Our Comrade’s Answered His Last Call,
His Task Here Now Is Done,
And With The Greatest Chief Of All,
The Final Goal Is Won..
TOMS RIVER FIRE COMPANY # 1