The Littlest Firefighter 

  But she still wanted her son's dreams to come true. She took her son's hand and asked, "Billy, did you ever think about what  you wanted to be once you grew up? Did you ever  dream and wish what you would do with your life?" 

  Mommy, "I always wanted to be a fireman when I  grew up."  Mom smiled back and said, "Let's see if we can make  your wish come true."
 
  Later that day she went to her local fire department in Phoenix, Arizona, where she met Fireman Bob, who  had a heart as big as Phoenix. She explained her son's final wish and asked if it might be possible to give her six-year-old son a ride around the block on a fire engine.
 
  Fireman Bob said, "Look, we can do better than that. If you'll have your son ready at seven o'clock Wednesday morning, we'll make him an honorary fireman for the whole day. He can come down to the fire station, eat with us, go out on all the fire calls,  the whole nine yards! And if you'll give us his sizes, we'll get a real fire uniform for him, with a real fire  hat-not a toy one-with the emblem of the Phoenix Fire Department on it, a yellow slicker like we wear and rubber boots. They're all manufactured right here in Phoenix, so we can get them fast."
 
  Three days later Fireman Bob picked up Billy, dressed him in his fire uniform and escorted him  from his hospital bed to the waiting hook and  ladder truck. Billy got to sit on the back of the  truck and help steer it back to the fire station.  He was in heaven. There were three fire calls in  Phoenix that day and Billy got to go out on all three calls. He rode in the different fire engines, the paramedic's van, and even the fire chief's car.

  He was also videotaped for the local news program. Having his dream come true, with all the love and  attention that was lavished upon him, so deeply touched Billy that he lived three months longer than any doctor thought possible.
 
  One night all of his vital signs began to drop  dramatically and the head nurse, who believed in  the hospice concept that no one should die alone, began to call the family members to the hospital.  Then she remembered the day Billy had spent as a fireman, so she called the Fire Chief and asked if it would be possible to send a fireman in uniform to the hospital to be with Billy as he made his transition. The chief replied, "We can do better than  that. We'll be there in five minutes. Will you please  do me a favor? When you hear the sirens screaming and see the lights flashing, will you announce over  the PA system that there is not a fire? It's just the  fire department coming to see one of its finest  members one more time. And will you open the  window to his room?" 

  About five minutes later a hook and ladder truck  arrived at the hospital and extended its ladder up  to Billy's third floor open window. 16 firefighters climbed up the ladder into Billy's room. With his  mother's permission, they hugged him and held him and told him how much they loved him.
 
  With his dying breath, Billy looked up at the fire  chief and said, "Chief, am I really a fireman now?"  "Billy, you are, and the Head Chief, Jesus,

is  holding your hand," the chief said. With those words,  Billy smiled and said, "I know, He's been holding my hand all day, and the angels

 have been singing." 

                                                                                      He closed his eyes one last time.