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Topic: Fire-fighter (10/05/06)
TITLE: "Where's My Camera?"
By Frank Salerni
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I’m sure this fireman’s picture hangs in the hall of shame! I could almost hear the jeering back at the firehouse after the blaze was over. He had to hang his hat, take off his boots, and wonder if his comrades would ever free him from the embarrassment of his life.
I was driving down Lakewood Boulevard, in sunny Southern California, to witness a most amusing situation. The evening traffic was dense to say the least, and the impatiens of those who were trying to get home after a hard days work was being expressed by the sound of horns honking, and frustrated faces. The cars were lined up from the crosswalks, waiting their turn to continue down the street at the next changing of red lights to green. Smog filled the air from the pollutants pouring out from chrome-tipped tailpipes, during that era of V8 engines and ‘50’s cars.
As I heard the sound of an emergency vehicle approaching I adjusted my rearview mirror for a better look. With traffic at a standstill, I had taken the last position in the fast lane. The emergency vehicle was now close enough to identify as a hook-and-ladder that was coming up way too fast for my jangled big city nerves.
The lane to my left was a turning lane, and the cars were already in motion as the fire truck came to a stop next to my car, because the light had once again turned red. Due to the length of the fire truck, it’s massive height, loud horn, and bright red color, panicking people stopped dead in their tracks. Many cars didn’t even have time to even pull over in there on coming lanes, and the result was that the truck was securely boxed in!
The firemen were yelling, as they laid mercilessly on their horn. I had to stick my fingers into my ears to expel the fear of temporary deftness. A few cars were able to move out of the way, but it wasn’t enough to allow safe passage of the fire truck. A gray-haired elderly woman was at the head of the fire trucks lane, driving a convertible, and frozen in place by her fear of going against the red light. No one else could move! The fireman that was standing on the back of the truck decided to jumped off and started running toward the head of the line, seemingly to motivate the scared woman.
It was precisely then that the woman decided to go against the light before pulling off to the roadside. The fireman on the ground had only run a few feet as the line of vehicles started to move rapidly forward. He tried desperately to grasp the back rail of the fire truck as it sped passed him without avail! He looked like a “Keystone Kop,” as the firefighter chased the truck around the corner. In perfect, poetic justice, the fire truck took off leaving the winded fireman in its dust, and I could only imagine the captain’s face when he arrived to the scene of the blaze in style… the old lady in her convertible had given him a lift!
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