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Posted: Thu Dec 26, 2019 1:14 pm
A handful of firefighters saved my Mom in 1973 when her home was totally engulfed in flames, and in their memory and in the memory of other first responders, I bid you listen:
Posted: Fri Dec 27, 2019 6:43 am
Thanks giving indeed. When we read of those fighting wild fires in Australia and the loss of lives there. When we see our own first responders, whether fire fighters, Ambulance staff, or police, we thank God for their vocation and devotion to their duty.
I also think of those who without any training, who respond to events where loss of life or injury is happening, I thank God for them as well.
Posted: Fri Dec 27, 2019 9:48 am
I'm going to move this thread - deep thanksgiving, but not deep ponderings, I think!
Posted: Fri Dec 27, 2019 10:11 am
Thank you for posting this Joe I woke to my bed on fire at the age of 11 ......I only managed to shout FIRE ! Once before I froze and couldn’t get another word out ...and I remained semi paralysed in my limbs for months later due to the shock. I remember the strong arms of a fireman carrying me down to the fire engine but not much else and oddly it is not something that was ever talked about...except that I think my parents felt very guilty that they had boarded up a fireplace in my bedroom and a chimney fire had been the cause and had been taking hold quietly behind the board.
Giving Thanks indeed!
Posted: Fri Dec 27, 2019 3:20 pm
Hear hear !
When I was in a fire, neighbours were in the house,assisting me to breathe at a broken window before the fire engine arrived. It had been in an accident on the way and there was a delay. I'll never forget the sight of a bloke in breathing apparatus emerging through the smoke.
Posted: Mon Dec 30, 2019 6:39 am
I have never been in a fire myself, but have been at scenes of fire, when back in the seventies, the military were providing cover during the fire strikes around the country.
I was posted to Wales, where we attended several house fires with the old Green Goddess machines, which only had water pumps, not that efficient against some sorts of fire. Thankfully all of them had managed to get out before the fires took hold. One of the things was some senior fire staff not on strike with with us and supervising, very useful indeed. As I had exactly 12 hours of training, including roof rescues and was expected to do the same job as a highly trained fire fighter.
Later strikes (where I wasn't involved) the MoD purchased redundant fire appliances and stored them for use in future emergencies and phased out the Green Goddesses. Those machines were over 40 years old when we used them.
Mind you, when we were called out, we had a police escort with a siren as we only had hand held rung bells on the Green Goddesses.
They were exciting times as we also were involved in the Oil Tanker Strike and Ambulance Strikes. The government of the day used the military for strike breaking, a cynical way of breaking strikes. While I didn't agree with emergency services going on strike, we could have sympathy with them, as the forces were not getting any pay rises like the public services. But we obeyed orders and welcomed the opportunity to do something different from the barracks routine.