OK, it wasn't really that interesting. But after answering nearly 90 calls to the fire department, I saw my first actual fire today. Apparently some teens had set fire to a plastic garbage tub. When we arrived, the fire was about the size of, well, a melted plastic garbage tub. I got to hold the hose on the fire. It was quickly extinguished, and afterwards we filled the truck with diesel and headed back to the station. This will be a story to tell the grandkids one day.
"Grandpa, I want to hear the story again about the great garbage fire of '07."
"Well, you got a couple hours, Chattanooga?"
"For this story? Sure, Gramps."
"OK, Chatty. Just let me park this flying car on the nearest asteroid, and I'll tell you all about it."
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