52 Things I've Learned
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Ink
Feb
05
Ink
I don’t hunt. I don’t have a pickup truck. I don’t have a mustache. I don’t have a tattoo.  Or several.    How I am a Wisconsin firefighter is anyone’s guess.   Some of my failures to conform are philosophical.  Some practical.  Some merely convenience.    Because I was put on Team Mammal,...
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Slippery Slopes
Jan
27
Slippery Slopes
Of all the icy slopes I have ascended, this one hardly registers as a slope.  No crampons or ice axe needed.  No pickets, no jumar, no rope.  This is just a driveway.   But it is a long, sloping driveway at night, with ice and snow, running down to a house on the lake.  A man in the lake house...
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O Six Hundred
Jan
04
O Six Hundred
Six in the morning, Sunday. There are 180 gradations on the Fahrenheit O’meter between water being a solid, liquid or vapor.  Apparently, it takes only one of the water is a solid degrees for a collection of state and local officials to muster for a firefighting rite of passage.   Firefighter One...
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