[Congressional Record Volume 150, Number 103 (Thursday, July 22, 2004)]
[Senate]
[Pages S8641-S8642]
From the Congressional Record Online through the Government Publishing Office [www.gpo.gov]
MY HERO 6TH GRADE ESSAY CONTEST
Mr. FRIST. Mr. President, I take a moment to honor Rebecca Sadler,
who is this year's winner of my annual 6th Grade Essay Contest. Rebecca
is from Brentwood, TN, and attends Woodland Middle School.
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This year's topic was ``A Salute to Community Heroes.'' Rebecca chose
her dad, Jerry M. Sadler. Mr. Sadler died of cancer on November 11,
1999. While we have a few minutes before closing, I thought I would
read a few paragraphs from Rebecca Sadler's salute to her dad. It is
entitled ``My Hero.''
Heroes can be just about anyone. Some have earned Nobel
prizes. Some have led marches and protests. Some are world
leaders and some have been to the moon. Many have recorded
hit singles in the music industry. Others have made millions
from a simple story. But what really makes a hero? Are heroes
born or made? Do heroes look like movie stars or do they look
like the guy who waxes the floors at the end of the day? Are
they brave enough to take down an evil terrorist? Or are they
just brave enough for a roller coaster?
My hero hasn't been to the moon. And he hasn't led a
protest. He didn't win a Nobel prize and he wasn't a world
leader. My hero was a friend, a husband, a brother, a cousin,
a father, a pilot, and one of the bravest people I've ever
known. My hero is my dad. He was a commander in the Navy
Reserve. He flew packages for FedEx. He had a wife, three
kids, four brothers, three sisters, a mother-in-law, sisters-
in-law, brothers-in-law, numerous cousins, nieces and
nephews, and innumerable friends.
The thing that made my dad a hero was that he was never
afraid and if he was, he never showed it. He was incredibly
honest. My dad was a friend to everyone. My dad would have
given his life for his family and his country. There was
nothing that my dad couldn't do. He was so strong. Every
morning I would walk into his room and say good morning. He
would gather up all his strength and as soon as I walked in
he would sit up, smile, and act like nothing was wrong.
Heroes don't have to be superstars and they do not have to
beat any world records. They can be a parent, a teacher, a
counselor, or even a garbage man. But heroes have to be a
couple of things.
They should be loving, honest, brave, loyal, and kind. They
should be kind to people who might not be as fortunate,
loving to family, and brave no matter what. They should be
loyal to friends, family, God, and their country. They must
be honest to their friends so you can trust them.
My dad inspires me because he was all of the things that
make a hero. He inspires me because he never gave up, even in
the face of death.
My dad inspires me to do the very best I can and to be the
very best I can be. He inspires me to fly someday. To say,
``Yes, I can'' in the face of failure. He taught me to never
give up, no matter what, and he taught me to succeed. He
showed me how to be brave. He inspires me to be loyal to our
country, God, friends, and family. He taught me to be kind to
everyone, even complete strangers, and loving to family. He
inspires me to be me. My dad is my hero.
That essay is from Rebecca Sadler, 6th grade essay contest winner. It
is a contest I have all over the State on a different subject each
year. This year was ``A Salute to Community Heroes.''
Rebecca's dad Jerry M. Sadler, died of cancer on November 11th, 1999.
She concludes:
I was 7 years old and in the second grade. He left behind a
wife, three children, four brothers, three sisters, and many
others.
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