EMT Jeremy Douglas Rodecap

I am sitting here thinking of Jeremy on the 13th anniversary of his passing.  He was such a good guy and is missed terribly.  In my eyes, Jeremy is a hero.  He put the thought of helping someone else in the forefront.  God Bless Allen and Linda on this,  and every day.  

Jeremy, met your fiance at the Support Heroes gala this past weekend in Louisville, March 4, 2017. She speaks very highly of you and your accomplishments in life and I know she still misses you dearly. You did great things in your short life and we thank you.

Jeremy,

Hey Still miss you Brother. I am still doin it I just wish we could have done it together. You where one of the reasons I became a FF\EMT and I know you are watchin down on us all. When I see you again Brother we can catch up!!

Dan

You are missed Brother. Rest in peace. Your shift is complete.

I new you when you first started out as Emt. I was proud of you. When I trained you on the truck I felt

the making of a good Emt and or Medic. You made proud

to be a part of your life. And when I stood for you in roanoke va. I know you where there with all of the family and friends. You were a great guy and now you are a great angel. Fly high brother you earned it. God bless your family.

your Friend Bill

Jeremy would be a frequent guest of mine in a patrol car. We had many conversations and experiences together. I had known Jeremy since he was a young kid and then coming up through the program at Pendleton, Adams Township and then Middletown. He had a big heart and loved to give and give more. Jeremy was like the kid brother I never had. There were things he saw that I never did see while on patrol. A couple of cases I worked never would have came to be without the keen eye of my sidekick Jeremy. We had good times riding together and I so wish to have those times back to tell him what I really thought about him. He was the man you would want your own son to be. He had a good heart and I didnt know of one enemy that he had which is rare in this world. I was honored to have led the line of cars in the funeral with my patrol car and family and I thank Alan and Linda for the opportunity to have done this. I think about Jeremy all the time and miss a great friend who would come help at the drop of a hat. We would prank each other all the time and that is some of my most fond memories of Jeremy and that infectious smile and laugh he had that is in the very front of my memory bank. God Bless!

Jeremy, Thank you for your dedication. It is volunteers like you that make this world a better place. You will be missed.

My brother became an EMT during high school in the town where we grew up. It was a volunteer service, much like the others in the area. Over time, he served on the fire department in our township, and the EMS service which served the college campus where he took classes part time while working. He eventually allowed his license to expire as he needed to concentrate on making ends meet, and time just did not allow for him to be where he needed to be to adequately serve the volunteer units which he associated himself with.Even though he could no longer serve as an EMT, Jeremy remained close to many of the people he came to know through his volunteer service. He eventually settled in a town called Middletown, and sought a way in which he could volunteer with the EMS service and be close to the very activity he loved more than anything. I don't think anything really excited him more than the lights and sirens of any emergency vehicle responding to a call. I remember as a kid he could hear the sirens well before any of us could, and he'd run to the window looking for the lights. The board voted him on, and Jeremy served with the Middletown EMS as an ambulance driver.Jeremy had a passion for helping and being with people, something I struggle with with. After high school, Jeremy often worked with the youth of the several churches he attended. The night before he died Jeremy and his fiance, Jalinda, had attended a lock-in with the youth group of their church.Sometime, late in the evening of Saturday December 3rd, Jeremy had been talking with my dad on the phone when the tones sounded, calling him to the firehouse. Jeremy lived only a few blocks away and would most likely have the truck warmed up before the others who would respond to the EMS run. He grabbed his keys and headed out the door. The night had been like the past couple nights here in St. Louis. Cold, rainy, slick. His car had been parked on the street in front of the house he was renting on 6th Street in Middletown. As he ran down the sidewalk beside his house, he slipped on a patch of ice, and smacked the back of his head on the ground. By all accounts, his life ended in that very moment.Even though his life may have ended, it doesn't mean that his life isn't still impacting others. A room in the Youth wing at his church was dedicated in his memory. Many people donated funds in memory of Jeremy to his church and that has helped them to complete the youth area. A scholarship has been setup to assist others who wish to follow in his footsteps and pursue EMS training. I sincerely hope these will continue to help people long after the pain of our loss fades, if it ever fades.There is not much I can say or write that would be an appropriate honor for him. Jeremy served others, often to his detriment. But his life was impacting.

Mrs Rodecap, I am so sorry for your loss

Jeremy, I want you to know how very proud I am of you. I always believed in you. Always felt you could do anything you set your mind to. You cared about people so much and were loved by so many. I will miss you every day of my life. Not an hour goes by that I don't think about you or remember that great smile and that 'Barney laugh. What a priviledge to be your mom. Love you always, Mom