I am sorry, for the people who lost their lives. You make the suffering personal. It brings back to me the memory of a woman I knew, mother of a dear family friend. The woman was elderly and had become an appendage to her family, but a beloved appendage. Years after I met her I heard the story of how she had become a widow. Her husband died trying to save someone in a fire. I was a child when I heard the story, but it impressed me that his widow did not receive any special regard. I thought, the wife of someone who died in such a way should be elevated in honor. But that regard apparently faded with time and left behind a lonely woman.
You help us to realize that each life lost to fire is as tragic as the one you highlight.
This is a very sad story you shared @agmoore! Usually people who die heroically to save others are forgotten soon after the disaster and so do their families. We only remember them in great holidays and celebrations. It's in our nature to forget easily, the masses don't want to stick to the sorrows of the past.
At least this old lady has a family that loves and protects her now.
Thank you for taking the time to read this! :)