Fire Run

[desuhu]

The piece in the Sunday Reporter about rescuing the squirrel at Riverside Park was a hoot! They sent 3 firetrucks (including the ladder truck) and an ambulance to save a squirrel caught in the split of a tree trunk, head down! A sign there informed them the squirrel needed help! It's good to know that we're in good hands if we get in trouble, right? I wonder what they were going to do with the ambulance? Transport the squirrel to the vet clinic? Absolutely hilarious.

[funny]

They also sent Rural Fire Don't leave them out to! What would have happen if they were really needed on a real emergency!

[hey knucklehead]

It is standard proceedure to send EMS to respond with the Fire Department on all incidents, this intance the Fire Department was asked to respond to assist by the city Animal Control officer. It IS good to know we are in good hands if we get in trouble! If they would have ignored the incident, some kneejerk would accuse them of lounging at the firehouse sitting on their asses, they cant win, give them a break!

[Straight Fwd]

Sorry you are too narrow minded to realize that if there was a "true" emergency they would have left the scene to respond accordingly. Kudos to the Emergency Personnel for their efforts.

[The Squirrel]

yoo all r nutz

[Rocky]

And now for something we hope you'll really like.

[samgees]

desuhu wrote:

The piece in the Sunday Reporter about rescuing the squirrel at Riverside Park was a hoot! They sent 3 firetrucks (including the ladder truck) and an ambulance to save a squirrel caught in the split of a tree trunk, head down! A sign there informed them the squirrel needed help! It's good to know that we're in good hands if we get in trouble, right? I wonder what they were going to do with the ambulance? Transport the squirrel to the vet clinic? Absolutely hilarious.

Here is another good laugh, in the town where I live, they sent 3 sheriff's cars, with 2 men in each car and with the car sirens on, to a possible disturbance of two men (one in his 40's the other in his 30's) because one gave the other a "finger" sign and the other responded. It was like watching Barney Fife. I appreciate the quick response of the sheriff's department, but not for something like that, or the squirrel!!!!!

[SOURCE]

I for one am an animal lover. I would hate to see a squirrel die, you can spend my tax money anytime on this type of humanitarian effort.
I say atta-boy INDEPENDENCE FIRE DEPT. ROFL

[NoMoreTaxes]

I read Sundays paper and LOL want to know who left the note on the tree that the squirrel was stuck head down in a tree fork? LOL
For the time it took to write the note, they could have called 911 quicker LOL...
Or did someone stick the squirrels head down there because they were bored and just wanted to cause some excitement ? LOL any hoo wtg indy responders

[hey knucklehead]

wish you could see the sadness of a business-man as his livelihood goes up in flames, or that family returning home, only to find their house and belongings damaged or destroyed.

I wish you could know what it is like to search a burning bedroom for trapped children, flames rolling above your head, your palms and knees burning as you crawl, the floor sagging under your weight as the kitchen beneath you burns.

I wish you could comprehend a wife’s horror at 3 a.m. as I check her husband of 40 years for a pulse and find none. I start CPR anyway, hoping to bring him back, knowing intuitively that it is too late. But wanting his wife and family to know everything possible was done.

I wish you knew the unique smell of burning insulation, the taste of soot filled mucus, the feeling of intense heat through your turnout gear, the sound of flames crackling, the eeriness of being able to see absolutely nothing in dense smoke ~ sensations that I have become too familiar with.

I wish you could understand how it feels to go to work in the morning after having spent most of the night, hot and soaking wet at a multiple alarm fire.

I wish you could read my mind as I respond to a building fire.“Is this a false alarm or a working, breathing fire? How is the building constructed? What hazards await me? Is anyone trapped? Or to an EMS call,“What is wrong with the patient?” Is it minor or life threatening? Is the caller really in distress or is he or she waiting for us with a 2x4 or a gun?

I wish you could be in the emergency room as a doctor pronounces dead the beautiful five-year-old girl that I tried to save during the past 25 minutes. Who will never go on her first date or say the words “I love you, Mommy” again.

I wish you could know the frustration I feel in the cab engine, the driver with his foot pressing down hard on the pedal, my arm tugging again and again at the air horn chain, as you fail to yield the right of way at an intersection or in traffic. When you need us, however, your first comment upon our arrival will be,“It took you forever to get here!”

I wish you could know my thoughts a s I help extricate a girl of teenage years from the mangled remains of her automobile.“What if this was my sister, my girlfriend, or a friend? What were her parents’ reaction going to be when they opened the door to find a police officer with hat in hand?

I wish you could know how it feels to walk in the back door and greet my parents and family, not having the heart to tell them that I nearly did not come back from the last call I was on. I wish you could feel the hurt as people verbally and sometime physically, abuse us or belittle what I do, or as they express their attitudes or “It will never happen to me.”

I wish you could know the brotherhood and self-satisfaction of helping save a life, or preserving someone’s property, of being there in time of crisis, or creating order from total chaos.

I wish you could understand what it feels like to have a little boy tugging at your arm and asking. "Is Mommy okay?" Not even being able to look in his eyes without tears from your own and not knowing what to say. Or to hold back a long-time friend who watches his buddy having rescue breathing done on him as they take him away in the ambulance. You know all along he did not have his seat belt on ~ Sensations I am too familiar with.

Unless you have lived with this kind of life, you will probably never truly understand or appreciate who I am, we are, or what our job really means to us

……I WISH YOU COULD.

[NoMoreTaxes]

hey knucklehead wrote:

wish you could see the sadness of a business-man as his livelihood goes up in flames, or that family returning home, only to find their house and belongings damaged or destroyed.
I wish you could know what it is like to search a burning bedroom for trapped children, flames rolling above your head, your palms and knees burning as you crawl, the floor sagging under your weight as the kitchen beneath you burns.
I wish you could comprehend a wife’s horror at 3 a.m. as I check her husband of 40 years for a pulse and find none. I start CPR anyway, hoping to bring him back, knowing intuitively that it is too late. But wanting his wife and family to know everything possible was done.
I wish you knew the unique smell of burning insulation, the taste of soot filled mucus, the feeling of intense heat through your turnout gear, the sound of flames crackling, the eeriness of being able to see absolutely nothing in dense smoke ~ sensations that I have become too familiar with.
I wish you could understand how it feels to go to work in the morning after having spent most of the night, hot and soaking wet at a multiple alarm fire.
I wish you could read my mind as I respond to a building fire.“Is this a false alarm or a working, breathing fire? How is the building constructed? What hazards await me? Is anyone trapped? Or to an EMS call,“What is wrong with the patient?” Is it minor or life threatening? Is the caller really in distress or is he or she waiting for us with a 2x4 or a gun?
I wish you could be in the emergency room as a doctor pronounces dead the beautiful five-year-old girl that I tried to save during the past 25 minutes. Who will never go on her first date or say the words “I love you, Mommy” again.
I wish you could know the frustration I feel in the cab engine, the driver with his foot pressing down hard on the pedal, my arm tugging again and again at the air horn chain, as you fail to yield the right of way at an intersection or in traffic. When you need us, however, your first comment upon our arrival will be,“It took you forever to get here!”
I wish you could know my thoughts a s I help extricate a girl of teenage years from the mangled remains of her automobile.“What if this was my sister, my girlfriend, or a friend? What were her parents’ reaction going to be when they opened the door to find a police officer with hat in hand?
I wish you could know how it feels to walk in the back door and greet my parents and family, not having the heart to tell them that I nearly did not come back from the last call I was on. I wish you could feel the hurt as people verbally and sometime physically, abuse us or belittle what I do, or as they express their attitudes or “It will never happen to me.”
I wish you could know the brotherhood and self-satisfaction of helping save a life, or preserving someone’s property, of being there in time of crisis, or creating order from total chaos.
I wish you could understand what it feels like to have a little boy tugging at your arm and asking. "Is Mommy okay?" Not even being able to look in his eyes without tears from your own and not knowing what to say. Or to hold back a long-time friend who watches his buddy having rescue breathing done on him as they take him away in the ambulance. You know all along he did not have his seat belt on ~ Sensations I am too familiar with.
Unless you have lived with this kind of life, you will probably never truly understand or appreciate who I am, we are, or what our job really means to us
……I WISH YOU COULD.

Been there, done that for many years. What you said here is 110% the truth and couldn't have been said any truer.

[yeah]

wow this is amazing. Squirrels are seen dead on the roadways everyday. it's a fact of life and it happens. to waste time to get out out of a tree is pathetic yet hilarious! And while the EMS may get dispatched along with fire, they should have thought about the situation and stayed put.

[NoMoreTaxes]

hey knucklehead wrote:

wish you could see the sadness of a business-man as his livelihood goes up in flames, or that family returning home, only to find their house and belongings damaged or destroyed.
I wish you could know what it is like to search a burning bedroom for trapped children, flames rolling above your head, your palms and knees burning as you crawl, the floor sagging under your weight as the kitchen beneath you burns.
I wish you could comprehend a wife’s horror at 3 a.m. as I check her husband of 40 years for a pulse and find none. I start CPR anyway, hoping to bring him back, knowing intuitively that it is too late. But wanting his wife and family to know everything possible was done.
I wish you knew the unique smell of burning insulation, the taste of soot filled mucus, the feeling of intense heat through your turnout gear, the sound of flames crackling, the eeriness of being able to see absolutely nothing in dense smoke ~ sensations that I have become too familiar with.
I wish you could understand how it feels to go to work in the morning after having spent most of the night, hot and soaking wet at a multiple alarm fire.
I wish you could read my mind as I respond to a building fire.“Is this a false alarm or a working, breathing fire? How is the building constructed? What hazards await me? Is anyone trapped? Or to an EMS call,“What is wrong with the patient?” Is it minor or life threatening? Is the caller really in distress or is he or she waiting for us with a 2x4 or a gun?
I wish you could be in the emergency room as a doctor pronounces dead the beautiful five-year-old girl that I tried to save during the past 25 minutes. Who will never go on her first date or say the words “I love you, Mommy” again.
I wish you could know the frustration I feel in the cab engine, the driver with his foot pressing down hard on the pedal, my arm tugging again and again at the air horn chain, as you fail to yield the right of way at an intersection or in traffic. When you need us, however, your first comment upon our arrival will be,“It took you forever to get here!”
I wish you could know my thoughts a s I help extricate a girl of teenage years from the mangled remains of her automobile.“What if this was my sister, my girlfriend, or a friend? What were her parents’ reaction going to be when they opened the door to find a police officer with hat in hand?
I wish you could know how it feels to walk in the back door and greet my parents and family, not having the heart to tell them that I nearly did not come back from the last call I was on. I wish you could feel the hurt as people verbally and sometime physically, abuse us or belittle what I do, or as they express their attitudes or “It will never happen to me.”
I wish you could know the brotherhood and self-satisfaction of helping save a life, or preserving someone’s property, of being there in time of crisis, or creating order from total chaos.
I wish you could understand what it feels like to have a little boy tugging at your arm and asking. "Is Mommy okay?" Not even being able to look in his eyes without tears from your own and not knowing what to say. Or to hold back a long-time friend who watches his buddy having rescue breathing done on him as they take him away in the ambulance. You know all along he did not have his seat belt on ~ Sensations I am too familiar with.
Unless you have lived with this kind of life, you will probably never truly understand or appreciate who I am, we are, or what our job really means to us
……I WISH YOU COULD.

Been there, done that for many years. What you've typed here is 110% the truth and couldnt have said it any better.

[desuhu]

I'm not trying to demean what the fire department and ems guys do by any means. I just thought it might have been a little bit overkill for a squirrel. Come on guys, a squirrel! People kill them and eat them.

[jumpin jehosephatass]

I wish you could see my tax bill for the year! Poor birds, and squirrels are on their own this winter!

[devilbaby]

well, Source, this is what i have to say,, my neighborhood is infested with squirrels, so i went to walmart and got a b b gun, then found out shooting a b b gun in the city limits is against the law, but i did shoot a squirrel behind my air conditioner unit about 6 feet away, hit him square on, he just took off and ran,, then i had one get into my house through a small hole and he was in the attic making racket all night long, so, i boarded up the hole, he finally came down and was walking down the hall one night so it was a chase around the house, finally hit him with a ball bat, put him in a bag and smashed his head on the concrete outside. you do not know how annoying these animals can be, they are rats with fuzzy tails, i hate all of them. you can have them mr animal lover. all squirrels must die,, bah humbug

[hey knucklehead]

jumpin jehosephatass wrote:

I wish you could see my tax bill for the year! Poor birds, and squirrels are on their own this winter!

This did not change your tax bill, would you wish they stay at the fire/ems stations, let the trucks sit, let the batteries go dead then when you call 911 they should call you for a jump start?

[Bat Fastard]

Well this squirrel has a few differences other than a fuzzy tail from a rat!.

http://www.youtube.com/watch...

[hey knucklehead]

desuhu wrote:

I'm not trying to demean what the fire department and ems guys do by any means. I just thought it might have been a little bit overkill for a squirrel. Come on guys, a squirrel! People kill them and eat them.

The animal control officer called them for assistance, they came, took care of it and went home, just as they would if you called for assistance, all in a days work.

[hey there knucklehead]

hey knucklehead wrote:

wish you could see the sadness of a business-man as his livelihood goes up in flames, or that family returning home, only to find their house and belongings damaged or destroyed.
I wish you could know what it is like to search a burning bedroom for trapped children, flames rolling above your head, your palms and knees burning as you crawl, the floor sagging under your weight as the kitchen beneath you burns.
I wish you could comprehend a wife’s horror at 3 a.m. as I check her husband of 40 years for a pulse and find none. I start CPR anyway, hoping to bring him back, knowing intuitively that it is too late. But wanting his wife and family to know everything possible was done.
I wish you knew the unique smell of burning insulation, the taste of soot filled mucus, the feeling of intense heat through your turnout gear, the sound of flames crackling, the eeriness of being able to see absolutely nothing in dense smoke ~ sensations that I have become too familiar with.
I wish you could understand how it feels to go to work in the morning after having spent most of the night, hot and soaking wet at a multiple alarm fire.
I wish you could read my mind as I respond to a building fire.“Is this a false alarm or a working, breathing fire? How is the building constructed? What hazards await me? Is anyone trapped? Or to an EMS call,“What is wrong with the patient?” Is it minor or life threatening? Is the caller really in distress or is he or she waiting for us with a 2x4 or a gun?
I wish you could be in the emergency room as a doctor pronounces dead the beautiful five-year-old girl that I tried to save during the past 25 minutes. Who will never go on her first date or say the words “I love you, Mommy” again.
I wish you could know the frustration I feel in the cab engine, the driver with his foot pressing down hard on the pedal, my arm tugging again and again at the air horn chain, as you fail to yield the right of way at an intersection or in traffic. When you need us, however, your first comment upon our arrival will be,“It took you forever to get here!”
I wish you could know my thoughts a s I help extricate a girl of teenage years from the mangled remains of her automobile.“What if this was my sister, my girlfriend, or a friend? What were her parents’ reaction going to be when they opened the door to find a police officer with hat in hand?
I wish you could know how it feels to walk in the back door and greet my parents and family, not having the heart to tell them that I nearly did not come back from the last call I was on. I wish you could feel the hurt as people verbally and sometime physically, abuse us or belittle what I do, or as they express their attitudes or “It will never happen to me.”
I wish you could know the brotherhood and self-satisfaction of helping save a life, or preserving someone’s property, of being there in time of crisis, or creating order from total chaos.
I wish you could understand what it feels like to have a little boy tugging at your arm and asking. "Is Mommy okay?" Not even being able to look in his eyes without tears from your own and not knowing what to say. Or to hold back a long-time friend who watches his buddy having rescue breathing done on him as they take him away in the ambulance. You know all along he did not have his seat belt on ~ Sensations I am too familiar with.
Unless you have lived with this kind of life, you will probably never truly understand or appreciate who I am, we are, or what our job really means to us
……I WISH YOU COULD.

I wish you read the Facebook status' of those "heroes"! Complaining and whining even a little cussing that they have to do the job they are being paid for. G