ANOTHER FRIEND DIED TODAY
Having friends and family in this business called fire is like playing roulette with serious injury and death notification. My friend was an active man, a family man, a volunteer—a good man. No one else was at the fire station when an alarm announced fire in a downtown mercantile establishment. My friend leaped to the 20-ton fire truck and pulled it to the apron to await firefighters responding from home.
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