Yesterday we mentioned that it was Poem in your Pocket day. We printed the opening stanza of Paul Revere’s Ride by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow. The ride took place on April 18th.  Here is the last stanza for those who may have missed it (emphasis mine):

So through the night rode Paul Revere;
And so through the night went his cry of alarm
To every Middlesex village and farm,—
A cry of defiance, and not of fear,
A voice in the darkness, a knock at the door,
And a word that shall echo for evermore!
For, borne on the night-wind of the Past,
Through all our history, to the last,
In the hour of darkness and peril and need,
The people will waken and listen to hear
The hurrying hoof-beats of that steed,
And the midnight message of Paul Revere.

Paul Revere was a first responder. We thank all our first responders for the work they do and the risks they take.