Let me tell you a story or a hero named Sam. He was quite a character, as he worked as an Ambulance driver. His goal had been to be a doctor, but his villain of a college professor had failed him, and squashed that dream. He had hitched a ride from a paramedic one day, and he had gotten a job as the man's assistant. Since he had the credentials, Sam was already qualified to become a paramedic. He enjoyed the job, knowing that he could be vital to saving another person's life, and that was alright for him. But one day on the job, he wasn't able to save someone. A child. He felt the guilt, and he knew that it would haunt him for the rest of his life. From that day, he decided that he would again try to become a doctor. So he enrolled into another college, and after years of long hard work, he was finally able to become the doctor that he so wanted to be. He grew to be a well respected doctor, earning him spots on a board of directors at his hospital. Sam loved what he did, and he kept his patients alive and well. He lived a long and fulfilled life.