Y'know, this made me reflect on getting hauled out of the narrow's canyon by SAR in September. Most of them were kids - I'd assumed they were there working as professional rescuers, I never realized they were just volunteers who were called together at the last minute to save some dumbass kid who jumped off of a rock. I'm grateful for the work they did to save my tired, stupid ass. I wish they were compensated better for their time. They really rescued me.
True! They kept me chatting through the whole thing, presumably because I was really chatty and they wanted to know right away if I passed out again. Listened to the first-aid guy talk about his D&D campaign. He's playing a kobold rogue. Wish I'd gotten his name, he seemed like a kindred spirit :)