Notes from a Rookie Firefighter...February 5, 2009
Today was the big day. It was my graduation from the Morris County Training Academy. I saw everyone from my class, as well as the guys from the class I had to stop during the summer (the full-time class). I can't describe the feelings I had sitting next to my Chief with the other people from my fire department.
We were all so proud of getting through the class, and the highlights of the night were showing support for a few people that had family members that have fallen in the line of duty. One was in my class and no one ever knew until tonight. The pride on this kid's face was unbelievable.
It was a typical graduation though - our diplomas were all mixed up, and at the end everyone was snapping photos of each other. I forgot my tie, but at least I was in Class A uniform. Some guys weren't but no one said anything, although I did get yelled at by one of the life members who was in the shaking hand line. Gosh it reminded me of the time I locked my keys in the trunk the first day of class and had to walk to the Academy.
My husband almost didn't make it, but he did with my sons, and they were so proud of me, which makes me happy.
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