Siftings

Fido
Jun
05
Fido
My index finger is in some sort of medical device.  Some spring clamp thing on my finger is connected by one of those twirly phone cords that used to be a thing to some screen and tickertape thing counting down my fabulous life.  Sitting in an ambulance at the fire station, with Group 4 wondering...
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New Jokes, Old Songs
May
28
New Jokes, Old Songs
The five million pound Kenilworth thunders past in the rain at two hundred and eighty miles an hour, just six inches from the one pound heart and two ounce brain that keeps me going.  Ok, maybe a little farther away, a little smaller, and slower.  My brain, that is.   Car crashes on the...
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Cohorts
May
21
Cohorts
“Can probies go on this call?”, Quentin asks.   “Sure”, I reply, whilst scattering some of the non-fire flotsam attached to my jacket across the rear compartment of Engine 33.  It’s a car fire and Quentin is second in, so there’s no point in kicking him out.  Not that I would anyway.  A good young...
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Chances
Apr
12
Chances
“Where is your office again?” Colin texts.  He is in Village Hall, trying to find me.  Not exactly a sprawling municipal complex, it’s easier to just walk out the door to the hall than text him back.  So I do, we go into my office and he tells me some news.    Offspring visiting me at work is a...
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Bailey
Mar
27
Bailey
In a perfectly cinematic world, Captain Brandon would have addressed the crew at twilight as foreboding music softly played.  He would set the stage, "Firefighters, I need a volunteer."  “Someone tall”, he would ask.  “Not afraid of heights”, he would hope.   “Maybe … just spitballing here …...
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I’ve Got A Question For You
Mar
20
I’ve Got A Question For You
There are some basic questions in life (and one excellent song about them).  Who am I?  What is my purpose?  Is ketchup on a hot dog a sin, or a mortal sin?  Are night games at Wrigley Field an abomination, or just a bar with a baseball game going on?  Would you go into a burning building with this...
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Probie XIII
Mar
03
Probie XIII
In Madison, the pager tones.  Flip open the phone and pull up the IAmResponding app.  It’s a fire.  Rats, I am going to miss a fire.  Scroll down.  It’s a forest fire, with structures in danger.  Forest fires take a while.  Do the math in my head of Madison to Portage drive time.  The math might...
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Probie XII
Feb
13
Probie XII
“Gentlemen!”, I ask Zach and Cpt. Brandon, “do you think at my advanced age it is too late to go to med school?”.  Zach and the Captain look momentarily perplexed, as if I am seriously contemplating a career change.  I explain, “because those helmets are cooler than ours”.   They smile.  “Go for...
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Probie XI
Feb
01
Probie XI
“Can you crawl on your hands and knees?”   Fair question, from Fire Chief Cam Radewan, about this time last year.  Cam was at the Village Hall counter paying his taxes.  I knew the Fire Department was having the same recruiting challenges other departments face, so I asked Cam if he thought I could...
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Probie X
Jan
04
Probie X
Time is the enemy.  I walk to work these days, out the back door and down a small grade at the edge of the backyard, where the banks of the mill pond used to contain the spring-fed water that ran the mill.  The mill is long gone, replaced with a sign on a post that tells of its history.  The pond...
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