Westport has had a ton of emergencies lately.
Cars careen into each other, and into buildings and trees, with alarming frequency. During the recent fireworks display, 2 very intoxicated teenagers were taken to the hospital. Even on the water, calls come in to 9/11.
Our police, fire and EMT personnel have had a busy few weeks. Each time, they respond with compelling speed, professionalism, courtesy, grace and compassion.
Two examples are worth recounting.
A friend’s car was recently plowed into by a young driver. Despite her harrowing experience, my friend was heartened by the response of so many emergency workers.
Their quick assistance, calm manner and reassuring words helped her get through the day — and the days that followed.
(She also was amazed at how many Westporters — friends and strangers — stopped to offer everything she needed, from water and a cell phone to warm, wise words.)
On Saturday, I was at Compo Beach when a marine unit raced out to the Sound. With alarming speed, it escorted a boat into the marina.
Cops, firefighters and EMTs poured in. It was a gruesome accident, involving a propeller (and alcohol). The emergency workers took care of every detail with a reassuring combination of speed and care. They also helped the victim’s distraught friends.
And though the investigation must not have been easy, the police had that under control too.
We hear so many sirens in Westport, we’ve almost become oblivious. Sometimes our town seems like one big triage center.
It’s important to remember that behind every siren are human beings — those who are hurt, and those who help them.
Here’s a big, heart-felt thank you to the men and women who help us all day, every day.