I left work yesterday at six and got home in time to secure the summer stuff and get some shopping done. I'll be back at five, the working group is being held until Monday morning. The house should be okay, and the people in it as well. I made some phone calls, made sure the […]

Hurricane Irene preparations are in full swing here at the Allen's Avenue Fire Station. Generator is functional, fluid levels checked, outside perimeter secured, apparatus ready. The Captain has the troops on high stress level and ready to blow at any second. Mutiny is imminent. Should a bloody coup develop and the Captain made to walk […]

Irene is coming. There's something about a big storm that brings people together, and creates an air of excitement and anticipation that you can feel, as though an electric current was put in the air getting us moving. New England hasn't seen a big storm in decades, Bob in '91, Gloria in '80, Belle in […]

If you call one of us a name, well then, that just ain't right. If I have to use the "N" word in a post describing the verbal abuse we endure, well, that's just too bad. I work with black people. Respond to their homes, treat them in the street and don't see a bit […]

I saw him while driving to work, standing on the corner, sign in hand, people passing, not giving a second glance. He looked familiar, but they all look alike after a while, I kept driving. An hour later I was in my other seat, Rescue Lieutenant in Providence, and we were called to the same […]