The Making of a Hero

A hero doesn’t have to be bigger than life. There’s no super-being intent on saving the world. Heroes are usually ordinary men and women who stand in the gap and do the right thing for the right reasons. They become extraordinary by what they chose to do with the circumstances they’re given.   

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Sgt. Dakota Meyer (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Last year, Sgt. Dakota Meyer became the first living Marine in over thirty-eight years to be awarded the Medal of Honor. It was September of 2010 when Meyer’s patrol, along with another patrol of Marines and Afghan soldiers, was ambushed near the remote village of Ganjgal, Afghanistan. Though wounded himself, Meyer braved heavy enemy fire not once—but five times to rescue thirteen injured Marines, twenty-three Afghan soldiers and recover the bodies of four dead Marines.

Is he a hero worthy of the Medal of Honor? Without a doubt he is, but Sgt. Meyer puts it this way. “I didn’t do anything more than any other Marine would. I was put in an extraordinary circumstance, and I just did my job.”

 So, is doing the right thing what makes a hero?

One frigid winter day, a dog slipped from the ice into the river that runs behind my office building. Someone called 911, and others donned their parkas and headed down to the river to try to help. The rest of us had front row seats as the young black labrador swam upriver and downriver, checking both banks in an effort to find a way out. He simply couldn’t lift himself up and onto the ice that rimmed the banks without help. The ice slabs weren’t thick enough to hold a person’s weight so we waited, white-knuckled, for the emergency responders to arrive. 

Jess, our black labrador, swimming in the canal.
(Photo credit: Harry Rose)

When the fire truck pulled up with lights and sirens, it quickly became apparent their sole purpose was to keep people from attempting to rescue the dog and potentially create a much more dangerous situation. Although my mind could totally grasp the logic of that, it seemed cold and uncaring in the face of that dog, now tired and freezing, swimming frantically from person to person along the bank as though asking if someone would please save him. 

On the opposite side of the river from the firemen, two men carried a canoe toward the river, set it down on the ice, climbed in and pushed off with their paddles until they launched into the water. They paddled toward the dog and, as soon as the dog saw them, he swam out into the fast current to cross the river again. When he came alongside, one of the men grabbed him and hauled him into the canoe. The poor animal was so cold and exhausted he lay motionless in the bottom of the canoe until the men delivered him to the firemen.

Maybe these men were foolish to attempt a rescue under the circumstances. Certainly, if the emergency responders had been close enough, they would have prevented the men from trying. It could have ended badly, even putting others at risk. Were they heroes? To many of us who watched these events unfold, they were heroes of epic proportion. 

Perhaps heroes don’t always do the right thing. Maybe, under the right circumstances, they do the wrong thing for the right reasons.

Were they right to take the risk?


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