Barry L. Boulton Sr.

Barry L. Boulton Sr.

Barry was born in 1951 in Cleveland, Ohio. His father was a veteran of the Korean War, and his mother was a homemaker. He had a sister, Sandy, a brother, Glenn, and an identical twin brother, Bruce. The twins were each other’s life blood, full of mischief and life. The family moved to Hollywood, Florida, where Barry and Bruce were swimmers in high school and graduated from S. Broward High in 1969. Barry put himself through Florida Atlantic University as a lifeguard on Hollywood Beach, eating lots of peanut butter and tuna fish.

He met his first wife, Judy, at Hollywood Beach, and they married just before Barry followed Bruce into active duty as an officer in the United States Marine Corps. Barry Lee Jr. was born in 1978. He is Barry’s only child, and he loved his son fiercely. Barry continued his service in the Marine Corps reserves.

Barry was a police officer with Hollywood Police Department for 30 years. During that time, he served with SWAT, the dive team, and in the detective bureau, working arson and robbery. He was assigned to a special task force for one year with the FBI in Miami.

In 1989, Bruce and his crew were killed in action while on a training mission with USMC. Barry was never able to talk much about that much. I’m quite sure it was like losing a limb.

I met Barry in 1991, and we married in 1993 and built a life together as a blended family, each with a son from a former marriage and lots of speed bumps along the way.

In 2004, Barry returned to active duty as Deputy Commanding Officer of Detainee Operations during Operation Iraqi Freedom. He was awarded the Bronze Star Medal for exceptionally meritorious service. In 2005, he retired from 30 years in the Marine Corps as a full bird colonel.

He started a new chapter of his life and joined the Plantation Fire Department. True to form, he jumped in headfirst and never looked back. For 13 years, Barry responded to thousands of fire calls, working tirelessly to improve his knowledge and skills. He served as a lead instructor for Plantation, bringing discipline, team building skills, and the expectation of excellence. He was awarded the department’s Top Responder for several years.

Every morning, Barry got up, loved on his dogs, kissed his wife, and put on his sneakers, which he wore from the moment he woke up to the moment he went to bed. Barry had true grit. He loved to tell stories. He was a devil dog to the core. He was funny, honest, solid, smart, and highly competitive. He had a heart of gold.

Jeffrey Glenn Atkinson

Jeffrey Glenn Atkinson

Jeffrey Glenn Atkinson was the younger of two sons born to Diane and Rick Atkinson in Tallahassee on December 14, 1974. After graduating from Lincoln High School in 1993, Jeff attended Lively Fire Academy and joined the reserve program with the Tallahassee Fire Department in 1995. He was hired by Panama City Fire Department in 1997 and worked there until he was offered a full-time job with TFD in 1999.

Jeff was assigned to TFD’s busiest house, Station 3. Here he earned a reputation as an aggressive, fearless, and knowledgeable firefighter, the kind of guy who “had your back” and who every officer wanted on their crew. In 2008, Jeff was promoted to fire engineer and excelled in this position. To quote a retired captain who recently passed away, “Jeff was the best damn driver I ever had, and I’ve had a lot of drivers.” Jeff held this rank until his death in the early morning of December 15, 2017.

Jeff was proud of being part of TFD and genuinely cared about the people he served, but being a firefighter was just a small part of who he was. Since he was young, family and friends were a priority in his life. This priority grew into fierce devotion after the birth of his beautiful daughter, Austin, in July 2012. Late one night, Jeff told me that he never believed he could feel so proud at being a father or be so in love with someone as he was with Austin. Together with his wife, Nina, he raised the happiest, most loving and independent little girls you will ever meet. Jeff didn’t use the word friend lightly. If you were a friend of Jeff’s, you earned it, and you were a friend for life. His brother, Brian, is a lieutenant with TFD and is in part responsible for Jeff becoming the man he was. They were best friends on and off the job.

It depends who you ask, but to me one of Jeff’s best attributes was his ability to be brutally honest 100% of the time; it didn’t matter if you were a friend or a fire chief. If you didn’t want to hear his thoughts on something, don’t ask him. Most of the time you would hear his thoughts anyway, as he was known for being outspoken. You knew exactly where he stood on all issues.

Jeff’s parents and family are so proud of the path he took and the direction he was headed in life. He was a solid guy. He was what more people should strive to be when it comes to being a father, husband, son, brother, friend, and firefighter. He touched so many lives and continues to do so today. Rest easy, brother. We got it from here.

Steven R. Terry

Steven R. Terry

Firefighter/Paramedic Steven R. Terry, age 54, of the Hernando County Fire Rescue, died on October 16, 2017, several hours after completing a required physical agility test.

Joseph T. De Marinis

Joseph T. De Marinis

Firefighter Joseph T. DeMarinis, age 32, of the Clermont Fire Department, died July 14, 2016, after finishing his assigned shift on July 13, 2016, which included responding to multiple emergency calls.

Kenny Krulish Jr.

Kenny Krulish Jr.

Captain Kenneth Krulish Jr., age 49, of St. Johns County Fire Rescue died on January 22, 2013, after he suffered a heart attack following multiple emergency responses.

Jeffrey Bruce Newland

Jeffrey Bruce Newland

Lt. Jeffrey Bruce Newland was born September 3, 1963, to Byron “Mike” and Jane Newland and was raised with his brother, Brian “Jim” Newland, in Pine Island, Florida. Jeff is survived by his significant other, Beverly Ward; their son, Clayton Newland; his stepson, Colton Ward; and his loving nephew, Cody Newland.
After graduating high school, Jeff immediately joined the United States Navy, where he served nine years active duty on the USS Saratoga, Naval Air Station Key West, and Charleston Naval Base. He then went into the U.S. Naval Reserves and was working with Naval Reserve Center St. Petersburg/Clearwater. He retired with Honors from the U.S. Naval Reserves as an Interior Communications Specialist IC1 after 23 years of service to our country.
His public service career began in Lee County, Florida, with Lee County EMS as a paramedic. He went to fire school and began his fire career with Lehigh Acres Fire Control and Rescue District. He then worked for South Trail Fire and Rescue District, and finally settled in with North Port Fire Rescue in 2000 as a firefighter/paramedic. He was promoted to lieutenant in February of 2008 and was most recently the A Shift station officer at Station 82, on North Port Boulevard. He was a skilled officer and paramedic who earned an excellent reputation for both his customer service and his leadership in the field. He received multiple “Phoenix Awards” for successfully resuscitating a patient in cardiac arrest. He was loved by his work family and will be missed.
Jeff grew up in Pine Island, Florida, where he learned his love and appreciation for the water. He spent much of his free time on the water either riding his jet skis or kayaking. He was very involved in the boys’ lives. Between helping coach baseball for Clayton and attending football games for Colton, he was always there supporting them. He was a world traveler and took trips every year. He could be found tinkering around the garage on one of many projects he would have. He was never too busy to help anyone in need. He often was helping friends, neighbors, and even people stuck on the side of the road. Jeff was the problem solving guy with a strong will to do what’s right, and his integrity, laugh, and love of life will always be missed.

Homer W. Harrell Jr.

Homer W. Harrell Jr.

“Made in Spain” was always an inside running joke between a man and his father. The man was Lt. Homer William “JR” Harrell Jr. He was born at the U.S. Navy Base in Rota, Spain. He traveled all over the world, from Spain to Iceland, with his parents, growing up on different Navy bases before finally settling down in central Florida in 1982.

Growing up, he was an avid baseball player throughout high school. Lt. Harrell attended Winter Park High School in central Florida. After high school he had two children, Cory and Cassie. Along with his love for his children, he found his career passion—helping others in need.

JR was a lifelong advocate of helping the community and providing emergency patient care. He worked for the past 21 years in the emergency medical field as a paramedic and firefighter, starting with Life Fleet Atlantic Ambulance for the inception of his career in 1992. He then moved on to EVAC ambulance in Volusia County. In 2003, he found a home with his new family, the Orange City Fire Department. JR was a key member of this small department, watching it grow from one to three stations. He took charge of the developing ALS program and worked to get grants for the latest equipment. He oversaw EMS as a battalion chief until the lure of getting back on the engine brought him back to his passion, helping citizens. He spent his last three years as an engine company lieutenant, where he shared a wealth of information with the younger firefighters and many volunteers.

Lt. Harrell was always trying to instill the passion he felt for EMS to all others he came in contact with and was the consummate instructor. JR was an outstanding EMT/paramedic instructor at Daytona State College. He assembled an impressive collection of reference books that he studied to ensure that any questions the students asked, he would be able to give them the correct answer and explain it in terms that they could understand. Lt. Harrell’s legacy is that years from now, citizens will be saved due to the level of instruction that he passed on to his students.

Lt. Harrell was also a good friend to many people, always helping others that needed an extra hand. JR was an avid sportsman, and he would enter local bass fishing tournaments with his father. He also enjoyed hunting, the outdoors, and was constantly doing activities with his friends. He was a good bowler and had a love/hate relationship with the golf course.

He is survived by his parents, Bill and Alice Harrell; his children, Cory and Cassie Harrell; his sister, Tanya Parker; and his fiancée, Angie Paige.

John R. Keppler Jr.

John R. Keppler Jr.

John was born into the fire tradition. Since 1860 every man in the Keppler family has joined the profession. With both grandfathers founding members of the Westfield Volunteer Fire Department and his father, John Sr., often working at the station, John grew up in the fire house. He officially joined the department in 1965. He was also a member of the Newark, New Jersey, Auxiliary Fire Department and helped to quell the Newark Riots in 1967. Volunteering on the Westfield Rescue Squad as well, John earned his New Jersey Paramedic certification in 1987 and went to work for St. Barnabas Medical Center.

After moving to Pennsylvania in 1989, John joined the Lehigh Township Volunteer Fire Department. While at Lehigh Township, John enjoyed training and sharing his knowledge and experience with the other members. His proudest moments came when his sons, John III and Andrew, joined him on the job.

When he retired in 1993, John moved to Flagler County, Florida, and quickly made his way to the local fire house. He joined the St John’s Park Volunteer Fire Department and earned the rank of captain while there. He responded to his last call on March 21, 2002.

John enjoyed fishing and gardening. He was an avid reader and an excellent cook. He coached his sons’ ice hockey teams and formed a garage band with his boys and his brother-in-law, putting on impromptu shows for family and friends.

John is lovingly remembered by his sons; his wife, Kathleen Morey; and his daughter, Monica. His children consider themselves lucky to have been raised by a man who genuinely cared about people and went out of his way to help whether he was on duty or not. It was commonplace for people to stop him on the street to thank him. They keep his memory alive for his five grandchildren who, sadly, never got to meet him.

I.D. Rivers

I.D. Rivers

Firefighter Iran David “I.D.” Rivers was born on February 7, 1965, and was a lifelong resident of Temple Terrace, Florida. I.D. began his career with Hillsborough County Fire Rescue in 1989, where he served for 24 years. Twenty of those years were spent at Station 6 with his B-Shift family. He deeply cared for all those he came in contact with and always had a big smile and a warm embrace.

I.D. was generous and giving to all, with his time and resources always there to lend a helping hand to anyone in need. Whether you were homeless on the street, or the president of the United States, you would get the same courteous, respectful, kind treatment that I.D. was known for.

I.D. lived up to the highest traditions and standards of a firefighter. His captain said that I.D. made HCFR stand for HONOR, COURAGE, FAMILY, and RESPECT.

I.D. was an avid fisherman and outdoorsman. When he was not on duty, you could find I.D. out on the waters of Tampa Bay. Rarely in life do you get the chance to meet such an outstanding human being, and for those of us who knew I.D., his imprint will be left in our hearts forever.

He is survived by his mother, Janelle Rivers; his brother and sister-in-law, Emerson McCobb and Pam Walker; his nephew, Jason McCobb, wife, Denia, and daughter, Reese; and his life partner, Sharri Dufresne.

William J. Elliott

William J. Elliott

William ‘Bill’ Elliott was born on Long Island‚ New York. He and his younger brother‚ John‚ and sister‚ Mary-Beth‚ moved to Lighthouse Point‚ Florida‚ with their parents in 1974.

Bill was a special person to so many and was unique in many ways-a good person‚ a good friend‚ and a wonderful son and brother.

Bill passed away Friday‚ January 6‚‚ 2012‚ in the line of duty‚ with Pompano Beach Fire Rescue. Bill was the first Pompano Beach firefighter ever to die in the line of duty.

An outpouring of grief triggered by Bill’s death extended well beyond his immediate kin. Firefighters think of themselves as a brotherhood‚ and feelings of loss run deep.

Bill served as a firefighter in Lighthouse Point for seven years and then switched to Pompano Beach‚ where he served for 22 years. Bill loved his profession as a firefighter/EMT. He also specialized in rope rescue‚ hazardous materials‚ rescue diving‚ and extrication. He was known as ‘MacGyver’ in his profession for his intuitive mechanical skills‚ innovation‚ and clear thinking during crisis and emergency situations.

Bill was always ready to lend a hand to his fellow workers. His endearing smile and wonderful sense of humor kept everyone in good spirits. People were attracted to him. His circle was wide. He had friends in every avenue of life. He helped save and enhance many lives in his 29 years of duty as a firefighter.

Bill was an avid outdoorsperson. He felt at home on his airboat in the Everglades‚ hunting‚ fishing‚ and swishing down the ski slopes. He had a love for life and made sure his family and friends enjoyed it with him. Bill was a ‘Fine American’ who left us ‘With His Boots On’ and was in service to others up until the very last moment of his life. He will be loved and missed forever‚ not only by his family and friends‚ but by the big family of the fire rescue community.

Our Brother‚ Our Paaardna‚ Our Hero.

Bill is survived by his mother‚ Joanne Elliott; his father‚ William A. Elliott; his sister‚ Mary-Beth Elliott Williams; his brother-in-law‚ Scott Williams; his nephew‚ Jacob Williams; his brother‚ Boca Raton Firefighter/Paramedic John Elliott; and his faithful dog‚ Dinghy.

We thank you for honoring Bill at this year’s solemn ceremony at the National Fallen Firefighters Memorial Service in Emmitsburg‚ Maryland.