You’d think bravery means plunging into a sea of flame to save people from a crumbling building. You’d think bravery is to dive into the enemy’s line as you fight off dangerous terrorists. What 4-year-old Nolan did, showed us that bravery can manifest even when you’re physically weak and left with no hope of living a healthy life.
Sgt. Rollin Nolan Scully was diagnosed with Metastatic Alveolar Rhabdomyosarcoma, a rare and lethal form of cancer of the soft tissue in 2016 and he was only three years old.
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Nolan wanted to become a police officer as he was inspired by his father who worked as a firefighter. His father dropped his job after they found out Nolan’s condition. And the city’s Police Commissioner made his time to visit Nolan and sworn him as an honorary police officer.
What a strong, brave, little police officer!
Nolan’s dream was to serve the community and he received so much love during his last days here. Nolan even managed to write down his will on what kind of funeral it should be, how he wants people to remember him as, and even what he kind of gifts he wants to leave behind.
It’s safe to say that Nolan lived his life to the fullest!
And here’s the story of his final days written by his mother Ruth a few months after the passing of Nolan into eternal sleep.
“We were sat down with his ENTIRE team. When his Oncologist spoke, I saw the pure pain in her eyes. She had always been honest with us and fought alongside us the whole time. But his updated CT scan showed large tumors that grew compressing his bronchial tubes and heart within four weeks of his open chest surgery. The Mestatic Alveolar Rhabdomyosarcoma was spreading like wildfire. She explained at this time she didn’t feel his Cancer was treatable as it had become resistant to all treatment options we had tried and the plan would be to keep him comfortable as he was deteriorating rapidly.”
Ruth shared their incredible discussion on Facebook:
“I sat down with him and put my head up against his and had the following conversation:
Rest in peace, Sgt. Rolling Nolan. You don’t have suffer no more.