Hello everyone. Don't know if this is the right place to put this or not but here goes. I'm new here but not new to firefighting. Likely most of you were still in diapers or not even around yet when I was in the FD. Yeah, I'm a dinosaur. I rode tailboard and we all wore "day boots" and had a blast. We had fun and sometimes we got hurt but it was what we loved doing. I still miss it so.
I had the pleasure to work with some outstanding individuals too. Two of my former station mates are now Chiefs of their own departments. I'm quite proud of both of them and miss the days gone by together. I look forward to being here and reading what the current firefighters are facing day to day and hope I can add something to your conversations from time to time.
I'm too old to cut it anymore and I know that. Health and physical strength just ain't what it used to be and that keeps this old dog on the porch. Don't you think for one second though that every time I hear the engines and sirens I don't jump up to go too. I get a little misty-eyed when they pass me on the streets going on a run.
I've been amusing myself watching some of the videos that are posted and linked to here on your forum. Been there, done that, miss it all to hell and back. Hopefully, every single person on here will live to have the same feelings I do and long for just one more ride on Big Red screaming down the road before we go.
Welcome to The Nation. We shall look forward to hearing stories about your experiences. I got into the service at a relatively old age, but I'm not as old as Ralph! LOL Baaaaaaaaaaah!
Thanks for the warm welcomes folks. I've been enjoying some of the videos and tributes posted here on your site.
While I realize the need for safety in the firefighting business, there's also that rush that us older folks experienced hanging off the tailboard going to and from the calls. In my mind there's nothing prettier than an American LaFrance dropping hose to a working fire with a couple guys on the back step yanking up the boot tops getting ready for action. We used to do some crazy stuff in the old days but somehow, it just seems that the firefighters then got a little more respect from John and Jane Public than they do now.
I'm not trying to ignite a 5 alarm debate here, just reflecting on days gone by.
Aw, you went out and bought me a rocking chair for Christmas, that was very nice. :-)
What you see is an old dog missing what he loves doing. One of these days I hope to own my own rig and I can at least have the enjoyment of driving it around town. I'd love to see the look on my boss's face if there was a fire engine parked outside the breakroom one morning. THAT would be a Kodak moment for sure.