Dennis E. Page Jr.

Dennis E. Page Jr.

Dennis “Denny” Page was born on October 14, 1962, in Savannah, Georgia, but moved to Texas as soon as he could. From a young age, he made it a point to help those in need any way he could. This was fitting for a man who proudly served the citizens of Dallas for 33 years on the Dallas Fire Department.

While most others his age and tenure were planning for retirement, Denny decided it was time to study for the lieutenant’s test. He was so proud to promote to the rank of lieutenant in 2014. He had many plans and ideas for those who worked under his command, from additional training to sharpen their firefighting skills to working out to be in top physical condition. Even after 30 years, he still loved his job and looked forward to serving the Citizens of Dallas for many years to come.

Denny had such a passion for life. He loved to learn and master anything and everything he set his mind to. He put 110% of himself into everything he did, from cooking to sewing to woodworking. When faced with a new skill or task, he would say, “I can do that,” and would promptly seek out how-to videos, purchase the necessary materials, and conquer it. Everything he did was with love and a huge I-told-you-so grin.

Denny was a devoted husband, father, grandfather, friend, and mentor. You could always count on him to be your biggest cheerleader and to have your back with no questions asked and nothing desired in return.

Denny enjoyed multiple hobbies, especially those which required him to be outdoors. He enjoyed hunting, fishing, shooting guns, or just relaxing by the lake. He was always up for a friendly competition. He strived to be the best he could at whatever he set his mind to.

Denny brought so much joy not only to those who knew him but also to those he just met. He had the gift of gab and was able to strike up a conversation with anyone. He had a way of brightening up any room by just walking in and flashing his big smile.

Denny could overcome any obstacle put in his way until cancer threw him for a loop. Even while battling cancer, he continued to provide training to the Dallas Fire Department through a YouTube video reminding of the importance of wearing protective gear at fire scenes.

Denny lost his courageous battle with cancer on July 25, 2018. He will forever be remembered for the silly happiness he brought into our lives. He was truly one of a kind and can never be replicated.

God did make firemen so police could have heroes.

Lloyd E. Moseley Jr.

Lloyd E. Moseley Jr.

Lloyd E. Moseley Jr. was born in Dallas, Texas, on September 1, 1954, to Elizabeth and Lloyd Moseley Sr. He graduated from Bryan Adams High School in 1972 and went on to college at East Texas State.

Lloyd joined the Dallas Fire-Rescue Department on October 3, 1990. During his career, he served at several fire stations, with his longest assignments being at Station 18, Station 7, and Station 56. His final assignment was at Station 48 before he ultimately moved into Fire Dispatch.

Lloyd passed away on Sunday, April 14, 2019, after courageously battling acute T-cell lymphoblastic leukemia.

Lloyd had the ability to find God’s grace in every situation he was faced with. He had a servant’s heart and will be remembered as a man of God who loved to laugh and always wore a smile. When he was off duty, he loved fishing, camping, and being with his family.

Lloyd was preceded in death by his loving wife, Cheril, and his father, Lloyd Sr. He is survived by his mother, Liz; his sister, Ann; his two daughters, Kathleen and Amanda; his son-in-law, Karl; two grandkids that he cherished; as well as many nieces, nephews, and cousins he loved.

John L. Blume

John L. Blume

John Blume would be the first to tell you that he had a hard time sitting still. As a child, you’d often find him outside, playing baseball or fishing with his brothers and neighborhood friends. That same inability to sit still, coupled with his natural curiosity, led to a wide range of knowledge over many diverse subjects. Though his first dream of becoming a professional baseball player didn’t pan out, he ended up right where he was meant to be, developing and honing his passion as a firefighter with the Dallas Fire Department. He served over 34 years, nine of them as a paramedic, driving and caring for citizens in an ambulance, where he delivered no fewer than ten babies. Some of his fondest and most memorable moments with the fire department were the times where his training in CPR and other EMT medical skills resulted in saving several lives. Moving up the ranks, he ended his career as a lieutenant.

John had many interests outside the station: teacher, baseball coach, investor, woodworker, historian, Master Gardener, hunter, fisherman, outdoorsman, handyman, dog whisperer, chef, world traveler, PTA president, and Band Booster president. During the downtime at the fire station, he’d take some of these hobbies with him to indulge in his real passion for teaching and mentoring. He’d bring his homegrown vegetables to the station to teach others how to can, his tools to do group projects and fix things around the station, bringing in fish he’d caught to cook and share with his station family. When he wasn’t “lecturing” the rookies about finance and saving for the future, he’d playfully get on their nerves by playing “Stump the Lieutenant.”

John’s death left his wife, Michelle (Micki), and his three sons, Jesse, Travis, and Alex, with lots of wonderful memories and broken hearts. While they all miss him every day, they are deeply grateful for the legacy of love that he left behind. His mother, Lois, also survives him, along with his brothers, Robert, Chris, and Matt, and sisters, Katy (Hurst), Karen (Thieme), and Jennifer.

No matter how you measure it, John Blume touched the lives of countless people, and the world is a better place for having had him in it.

Randell E. Willmon

Randell E. Willmon

Captain Randell E. Willmon passed away on Thursday, March 15, 2018, at his home in Lindale, Texas. He was 53 years old. Randy was born in Seville, Spain, where he lived for a short while until his Air Force family eventually relocated to Texas. He graduated high school in Mesquite, Texas.

He later joined the Dallas Fire Department family, where he served for over 28 years, including 14 years as a paramedic. Not only was Randy a captain for the Dallas Fire Department, he also served as an officer for the Lindale Volunteer Fire Department for over nine years. He was on the wildland team and worked at a special ops station for swift water rescue. Captain Willmon epitomized what a firefighter should be.

He became an advocate for making safety changes and promoting awareness of occupational cancer. He helped make a video for Dallas Fire Department, which was shown to all Dallas Fire Department personnel and is shown to all rookies while in school. It was his hope that no other fireman would have to go through cancer again.

He was strong in his faith and a proud member of the Community Christian Fellowship Church of Lindale.

He was class personified. His faith and family were by far the two most important things to him. He was truly the complete package in every way. His priorities were in order. He led by example, stood his ground, and would tell you like it is. This man was a wise leader, sensitive but strong, considerate, honorable, thoughtful, with a great sense of humor. He could do anything. If you needed a house built, call Randy. If you needed to find a deal on something, call Randy. Advice, call Randy. He was truly admired and respected.

Randy loved his family with all his heart. He was so proud of his boys and daily told stories about them. They enjoyed hunting, fishing, hiking, skiing, and many other activities together. He lit up when he talked about his grandkids; they were his world, and he loved sharing stories and pictures of them every day. But most importantly, he loved his wife. Anytime he spoke of her you could just see how happy he was and, oh, how he looked forward to their nights out dancing.

Family members left to cherish his memory included his loving wife, two sons and daughters-in-law, his parents, a sister, a brother, and three grandchildren.

He will be missed by his family, friends, Lindale Volunteer Fire Department, and Dallas Fire Department.

Marco A. Davila

Marco A. Davila

Driver/Engineer Marco A. Davila, age 45, of the Dallas Fire-Rescue Department, died on March 23, 2016, after collapsing at home several hours after of responding to an automobile fire.

W. Scott Tanksley

W. Scott Tanksley

Dallas Fire-Rescue Officer William “Scott” Tanksley answered his last alarm on February 10, 2014. He was working an accident scene when he was hit by a car and knocked from an icy overpass. He served with Dallas Fire-Rescue for 14 years.

Scott was born November 1, 1973, to Wayne and Nita Tanksley. His early love of baseball set the wheels in motion for a life dream of playing baseball professionally. In 1992, set to graduate from Kemp High School, he was drafted by the Baltimore Orioles. He kept his commitment with Mississippi State University to play for the Bulldogs. Scott had an extraordinary college career pitching for MSU. He earned Mizuno Freshman All-American in 1993. The Minnesota Twins franchise drafted Scott his junior year at MSU. Scott’s brief professional baseball career ended after three years when he suffered a shoulder injury.

He went back to a quiet, simpler life in his rural hometown of Kemp, Texas. On February 14, 1998, Scott married the love of his life, Wendi. In 1999, he joined the Dallas Fire-Rescue family and began a life of serving others. If Scott wasn’t on duty at the station, he could be found working alongside his best friend and father, Wayne, in the electrical business.

Over the next eight years, Scott and Wendi welcomed his three biggest accomplishments, Laynee Elizabeth, Levi Wayne, and Lynlee Grace. Scott was very active in his children’s lives. He could often be found coaching his son’s Little League baseball team or cheering Laynee on from the sidelines in volleyball. He enjoyed coaching his children, not just in sports but in life. An avid outdoorsman, he instilled the love of hunting in his children as it was instilled in him by his father. He took every opportunity to share the seat next to him in the deer stand with Laynee or Levi or to play dress up and color with Lynlee Grace. A doting father, he took time to share his love of cooking with Laynee, snuggle and watch movies with Lynlee Grace, and spend quiet time waiting for first light during duck season with Levi. He was a family man through and through.

On September 3, 2014, Scott was honored with the Star of Texas Award, which is given to honor police officers, firefighters, and emergency medical technicians who are seriously hurt or killed in the line of duty. Scott’s family proudly accepted this honor on his behalf.

Scott is survived by his wife, Wendi; his beautiful children, Laynee, Levi, and Lynlee Grace; his parents, Wayne and Nita Tanksley; sisters, Nicki Stephens (Keith) and Christi Lively (Chris); his Dallas Fire-Rescue brothers; and a host of family and friends.

He was a quiet person who was always willing to help others without asking for anything in return.

Stan Wilson

Stan Wilson

Stan Wilson was born August 18, 1961, in Dallas, Texas, to Nell and Jess Wilson. After receiving his Bachelor of Science degree in business administration from the University of Texas in Austin, he joined the Dallas Fire Department in February 1985. His career with the department spanned 28 years, the last 20 at Station 53. On May 20, 2013, Stan answered his final alarm while courageously battling a six-alarm fire at an apartment building.

Stan was captured by Christ in his early life through the efforts of his parents and those of the Church. He became a Christian and a true son of God, and he strived to live his life in a way that honored that call. Stan met the love of his life, Jenny, while playing softball in a church league, and they married on September 12, 1992. He was a faithful husband and a devoted father to their two teenage sons, active in every aspect of their lives. Stan had a heart for serving others, which was demonstrated in the time he spent with church activities, as quartermaster of Boy Scout Troop 890, and going on several mission trips to Mexico and the Rio Grande Valley.

He gave of himself on a daily basis, cooking and cleaning after meals when Jenny was working the night shift or sleeping, as well as doing whatever needed in his sons’ Boy Scout troop, at their church, or at his sons’ school. He was a true servant and a man after God’s own heart whose goal and calling in life was as a servant, serving his family up until his death and loving them with all of his heart. He sought to glorify God in his daily life and discipled his sons to follow Christ.

He had a true love for his brothers in the fire department and for all that they stood for. Having applied for a job with the fire department on a dare, he grew to love the selfless attitudes and all the challenges that this job entailed. He was proud of his department, his station, and the skills God gave him, answering the station phone as Master Firefighter Stan Wilson. He loved Station 53 and all of his brothers there.

Known for his sense of humor, his strong faith in Jesus Christ, and his love for his family, Stan was quick to respond to anyone in need. He died as he lived, giving his life for others. Stan Wilson is survived by his wife, Jenny; sons, Noah and Luke; mother Nell; sister, Teri, and her husband, Dean; brother, Ken, and his wife, Kristi; and nieces and nephews, Brittany, Tyler, Cyndi, and Jacob.

Kenneth Luckey Harris Jr.

Kenneth Luckey Harris Jr.

Luckey was the best husband and father in the world. He was also a wonderful friend.

Luckey always had a smile on his face, and he never met a stranger. He lived life to the fullest and had a great time doing it.

One of his favorite things to do was deep sea fishing with his sons and fishing buddies on his boat, the “Boots Up.”

He loved his work as a firefighter, and all that worked with him say they couldn’t have asked for a better captain.

He was a great man, and he will be missed by many.

He is survived by his wife, Holly, and sons, Jud, Jarrod, and Heath.

Todd W. Krodle

Todd W. Krodle

Todd Wesley Krodle was born April 6‚ 1970‚ in Greenville‚ Texas‚ the firstborn of Richard and Nell Krodle. He was as close to the perfect son as any boy could be and was a hero to his brother‚ Kurt. He graduated from Greenville High School in 1988 and earned a bachelor’s degree in agriculture education from East Texas State University in 1992. Todd was the type of person that any parent would want their son to grow to be or for their daughter to marry.

At age nine‚ Todd put his faith in Jesus Christ and followed Him with his whole life. While in high school‚ his youth minister challenged him to live his life by a simple statement: ‘I’m Third.’ For the rest of his life‚ he put his relationship with Jesus first‚ his relationship to others second‚ and he always put himself third.

In 1986‚ Todd went on his first date with Kelli‚ who quickly became his best friend. Todd and Kelli dated for almost nine years before marrying in 1995. Todd knew early that he would spend his life loving and cherishing Kelli‚ which he did until his final breath. They welcomed their son‚ Cade‚ in 1998‚ and their daughter‚ Caroline‚ in 2001. His children were his greatest source of pride‚ and he cared for and loved them with every ounce of his being. Todd worked hard so that he could attend to practically every need of his family; that brought him deep joy.

In 1993‚ he became a member of the Dallas Fire Department and Rookie Class 239. After rookie school‚ Todd was assigned to Station 26 as a fire rescue officer and paramedic. He was promoted to driver-engineer and transferred to Station 35 for almost a year before moving back to 26’s‚ where he would spend the rest of his career.

Todd loved his coworkers and the community that he served‚ and he was equally loved in return. A firefighter at 26’s described Todd’s first shift as their lieutenant‚ ‘That day‚ the greatest officer we had ever known walked through the door.’ When his crew was asked to describe their lieutenant‚ they said:

He was the epitome of character and integrity. He taught us that doing the right thing may take longer‚ make you sweat more‚ and may not win you many friends. You could never outwork Todd; all you could hope for is to work beside him.

Todd Krodle was what every man should strive to be – the consummate husband and father‚ a faithful son and brother‚ and a man of integrity and character with a relentless work ethic. We will miss Todd each day of the rest of our lives‚ but we are better because he was part of our lives.

Chris K. Pham

Chris K. Pham

Chris Pham was born June 3‚ 1976‚ in Saigon‚ Vietnam‚ the fifth of six children. Chris‚ along with his mother‚ Thanh‚ and siblings‚ Calvin‚ Khang‚ and Monica‚ fled the war-torn area in 1979 to a Malaysian refugee camp. Two years later‚ they traveled to the U.S. and made Garland‚ Texas‚ their new home. After ten years of hard work and acclimation to their new environment‚ Chris and his family were able to sponsor his father and other two siblings‚ Mai and Tram‚ to America.

Chris met his longtime girlfriend‚ Kate‚ in 1992. He stole her heart with his boyish smile‚ silly ways‚ and goofy personality. They encouraged each other to pursue their respective dreams – hers to become an optometrist and his to become a firefighter. Chris and Kate became ‘parents’ after adopting their beloved dogs‚ Peanut and Butter. Chris was an incredibly thoughtful and sentimental man; Kate found many letters and cards he had saved throughout the years. According to Chris‚ they had been ‘married for over 30 years!’

Chris always strove to better himself‚ dedicating his life to becoming an exceptional firefighter for the city of Dallas. In 2003‚ Chris became the first college graduate of his family by earning a bachelor’s degree from the University of Texas at Dallas. Then‚ in September 2005‚ his dream of becoming a firefighter was realized. Chris trained extensively to reach his goals‚ becoming a part of Airport Rescue and Fire Fighting (ARFF) and earning superior status on the annual fitness test. Chris utilized his skills on a daily basis as a firefighter and paramedic of Station 49‚ the second busiest station in Dallas. Although Chris treated his career and responsibilities with utmost seriousness‚ he was known for his humor and good natured personality among his fellow comrades. Chris even became a self-proclaimed ‘elite’ member of the Hispanic Firefighters Association‚ since an Asian association had not yet been created.

Chris’s love of being a firefighter was outshone only by the love he had for his family. He became a father figure to his niece and nephew‚ assisting his sister‚ Monica‚ in providing guidance and instilling a strong educational foundation in her children. Along with his siblings‚ Chris cherished the relationship he held with his mother and always made it a priority to care for her needs. Although Chris left far too soon‚ his legacy will live on with the many memories he created with his loved ones.