Surviving the Fire Service, Part 1: It takes more than training

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BringingBackBrotherhood

I was raised in a good Christian home by two loving parents. I am the older of two children. My Father worked a full time job and volunteered at the local fire department in our community. He dedicated countless hours to the community that we lived in. As a young boy, the way I spent time with my Father was to go with him to the Volunteer Fire Station. I grew up in the halls of an old brick, five bay building that hosted community fish fry’s and barbeques to keep the fire department running. I watched as men and women gave of their time, talents, and their own personal monies to benefit the good of the community that we all lived in. As I grew up, I noticed a common trait in each person. Each person who volunteered as a firefighter didn’t show up for recognition or financial reward…

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