Honoring Buck Dryer at the Canadian Fallen Firefighter Memorial

This week, I’m in Ottawa to attend the Canadian Fallen Firefighter Memorial. It’s my first time at the ceremony, and I’m not entirely sure what to expect. What brought me here is a deep connection to one of the names being added to the wall this year: Brian Dryer.

Brian—or Buck, as we all knew him—was a cornerstone in my career. More than a mentor, he was a trusted friend, someone I had the privilege of knowing on a personal level. When Buck’s family invited me to attend the ceremony, the decision to come was easy.

I arrived a couple of days early to give myself space to reflect on what this weekend truly means. I wanted to visit the memorial before the crowds arrived, to find a few quiet moments of peace. The grounds are solemn and dignified. The wall bears far too many names—etched in stone so they will never be forgotten.

This monument honors those who died in the line of duty. Buck’s name belongs here. His passing was a line of duty death.

As I stand at the memorial wall, looking at his name, I feel grateful. Grateful to be here, to support Buck and his family. Grateful that a place like this exists—where we can honor and remember those who meant so much to so many.

But mostly, I feel grateful for the time I got to spend with Buck.

His presence left a mark, and being here today is a quiet reminder of how lucky I was to know him.