I was on my way home from work one day, and I was stopped, sitting at a stoplight. The evening was bright and sunny, one of those cloudless blue sky days. I was just listening to the radio and all of a sudden I hear sirens and a horn blaring. From the opposite direction comes a fire engine, enroute to a fire or an accident somewhere.
As the truck is passing by, I’m watching it and I look in the rear of the cab, behind the driver where the rest of the firefighters are. They’re busy, putting on gear, layer after layer. I catch a glimpse of this one fireman, on the side of the truck closest to me – he’s young and I can tell he’s fit, well trained. And he too is busy, putting on his gear. Continue reading “Into the Fire”
