Its 3 o'clock in the morning the temp is -15 degrees. Im awaken by the sounds of a high pitch tone followed by a low pitch tone. A voice then fills my room. I get up and get dressed. I run down the stairs and out to my truck. I pull out of my drive way and i drive to a address described to me by that little voice i herd in my room. I put on a special suit which weighs close to 100 pounds. I grab my weapons of choice which is an ax and hose. I go into a pitch black house filled with toxic gasses. I enter a room filled with fire and the temp is close to 1200 degrees. Within seconds the room once filled with fire is now filled with steam and again its pitch black. Next I return outside soaked with sweat and soaked with water from the hose. I just from a 1200 degrees room to a
-15 degrees cold december morning. Instantly i become a sheet of human ice. I am a Volunteer Firefighter and I love every minute of it. No one can force me to do the things that i do. Even though i do get paid, i would do this job for free.