It took almost a week of catching up, but I
was finally able to make it to a few of the fire stations yesterday. Three of them, actually. Spent some time talking with the crew that
included one of the newer hires over at Station Four. Adam is a Jamaica Beach product, so he was
already family to me. At Station Five I just
listened in on the lively chatter about promotions and refrigerators and how
stations should be constructed. You
know, just family stuff. I actually went
to Central first to check in with the chief.
We are hosting a big fire convention in town this weekend, and he and I both
have a spot on the program, so I wanted to let him know I was back and would be
there. And, yes, I wanted to show off my
own personal souvenir from our trip (the
baseball bat cane from the Louisville Slugger museum). The chief is quite a fire department history
buff, so I took him some photos from that fire museum we discovered in
Indiana. Apparently when our new station
one is built there will be a spot for displaying some of the historical
artifacts we have related to Galveston’s history. And the station’s design will match the
historical feel of downtown Galveston. I’m
anxious to see that. He gave me a copy
of the department’s 2014 annual report. Very slick magazine format. Nicely done.
And I’m even included in the organizational chart. That was quite an honor for me. I’m listed across the chart from none other than
the Amazing Trish. That’s an honor in itself.
I hope someday I can approach knowing some of the things she does about
fire department operations. Oh, and
speaking of magazines, the Galveston Monthly has a good historical article about
that home dedication we went to a while back.
It’s about the home of the guy who was fire chief during the 1900
Storm. Even has a Galveston Fire
Department photo within. Get one of your
very own free at your local bank or barber shop.
There was a group touring Station One under
the watchful eye and well-informed tutelage of Trish. That’s a fairly common occurrence. For this group Trish had to speak a line or
two and then wait for the English to Spanish interpreter to catch up with
her. As usual she handled it
masterfully. They were fascinated by the
pictures of fire fighters on the walls. Standing
in the background trying to learn from the master myself, I was approached by
one lady with a question: “Are there any women?” I was happy to point out the photo of Tanya
Ovalle. As they left the office area, another
lady noticed my cane and said, “You should really Pinterest that.” (Pinterest?
What’s that? Chris just found a
good place to display it. I’m not going
to stick pins in it). As luck would
have it, Engine Two arrived right after that for the group to see. None other than (drumroll here) Captain Tanya herself was on duty. And after the demonstration, the crew got a
call and had to rush away, lights and sirens blazing. Quite the inspiring scenario for the
youngsters. Kind of a proud feeling for
me.
Psalms
33:20 says, “We wait in hope
for the Lord; he is our help and
our shield.”
Father, protect the fire fighters as they
carry out their calls on shift today. And
give them rest and peace when they are at the station and at home. Amen.
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