THE DEATH of anyone who works to keep the public safe is a tragedy, but Monday's loss of two firefighters is a shot to the heart.
Lt. Robert Neary, who was set to retire from the force, and Daniel Sweeney, son of retired fire captain David Sweeney, lost their lives after a blaze at a Kensington warehouse that spread to nearby buildings.
Such a tragedy hits hard because it reminds us of the singular dangers of the job, and the guts of those who take it on. After all, a fire is never benign. It is trickier and more ruthless than the worst criminal. (The two men had returned to the site of the blaze to check it after it had been declared under control.)