Three Decades and One New Sidewalk.

I just came home from responding to my third second-alarm fire of the week in my role as Deputy Fire Coordinator in the Erie County Department of Emergency Services and have a narrow window of opportunity to write this post. I’ve got about two hours to shower, shave, eat and then report to a law enforcement detail I’m assigned to until 3am. So here goes:

Earlier today I responded to an EMS call for a person with chest pains. Being assigned as Fire/Rescue only, I don’t typically respond to a ton of house calls but I try to help out at my fair share. Today, I was glad I did.

Two of my all-time favorites at the fire station: Angelo Rizzuto and Denny Allen+ at a drill in 2010.

Upon returning to the station I went around to the administrative side of our building to check on the progress of our large parking lot paving project (large, as in square feet and dollars!). The contractors were just finishing the last section of new sidewalk around the perimeter of our assembly hall. Standing there with our President Geordie Sinclair and 53-year active member Angelo Rizzuto, I asked Geordie if I could write my initials in the corner of the concrete, just as I had done when the assembly hall and original sidewalk were built, in 1971.

I remember that event as if it were yesterday, recalling how the contractors paid a few of us neighborhood kids 25 or 50 cents a day to help them pick up materials and debris. I was 8-years old.

I thought that initialing the new sidewalk would only be appropriate, seeing as I’m still here, so many years later. It was then that Geordie reminded me that I have an important anniversary coming up this week.

It was in the cards.

My grandmother sent me this fire truck card for my first birthday.

I posted this blog at www.tigerschmittendorf.com as part of the First Due Fire Blog Carnival being hosted by the FireCritic.

It’s an enhanced excerpt from Fortune Tellers that tells the story: “I’m a firefighter because…”

Read “It was in the cards.” and tell me your story of how and why you got started in the fire service right here at Run-to-the-Curb.com

Remember as a kid…

The title of this discussion on FirefighterNation.com really caught my attention as I remember a lot of things as a kid — and many of them are related to the fire service.

This particular discussion revolves around the author’s childhood memories of hearing the fire siren sounding  and then tuning to a particular AM station on his radio dial where they would broadcast the call location for all to hear.

Fifteen years ago; in a land far, far away…

I’ve been blessed to have some widely varied and very interesting experiences in my almost 30 years in the fire service.

Serving as a co-founder and managing editor of The Fire Fighter Newspaper for seven years was one of the most rewarding and eye-opening experiences I’ve ever had.

Here’s a link to a story about one of those experiences that reminds us all that while we may be a world a part — the fire service has the unique ability to bring us all together.

From www.tigerschmittendorf.com:

Fifteen years ago; in a land far, far away…