Last Sunday night I pretended I was young again and ran out the door at 10 PM when the alarms rang out for a barn fire. Cool, I can get some fire pictures, that's not something I can get everyday. I caught the second engine out of the Vigilant's house and as we approached the scene you could see a smoke column lit up by all the apparatus already fighting the blaze. Then I hear our orders; establish a tanker fill site. Hey!, there's no fire there! But there was still pictures to be had. Soon our tanker showed up to be refilled. I jumped on board and hitched a ride to the scene. I walked around and took a bunch of pictures and on the tankers next time back to empty I again jumped aboard for a ride back to Engine 1 and the fill site. We finally got released and back to the station. Then home and a shower. And to bed at 2:30 AM. I'm sorry, but this body no longer does 2:30 AM. I think I'm still paying for it.
4 comments:
Come on what's wrong....
Haney,
I know the feeling! The brain makes promises that the body can't keep.
Great pictures, keep up the good work.
Cincy Bill
What do you mena this body no longer does 2:30 a.m., I am older than you and just did a double overtime shift riding the wagon daylight and riding the truck night shift and have been out of bed since 1:30 a.m. and I am still going strong. Well sort of, LOL.
The difference is, Bradley, is that you did that at work, I did that and still had to go to work. Work sucks.
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