On the evening of May 24th, my Dad got a call about his sister passing on at GMH. He rushed out of the house to get down there for the viewing. While on the road, he witnessed a car accident. Two vehicles collided and that set the vehicles on fire. He stopped to pull a man out of one of the vehicles and called for help. He didn't make it to the viewing because he was admitted to the ER and treated for smoke inhalation. I always knew that my Dad will do anything and everything for us, his family. His unconditional love for me and my brother throughout the years has made us achieve the successes we have. And now, having risked his own life to save a stranger's is something we are proud of to tell the world. My Dad is not a doctor or a soldier but he sure is my hero.