At the station we’d plan our own “C” shift dinner and those were some hilarious and memorable dinners….usually eaten cold in the wee hours of the morning in between calls. Great memories of my shift mates that all grew to become family, a family that each one of us would’ve risked everything to protect. Amazing and wonderful people that I was blessed to work with and even more blessed to call friends. I was young and not married for a number of years in the beginning so I would take those 24hr holiday shifts so one of the guys with children could spend it with his family. I liked running calls and being busy and the holiday shifts provided that in spades. 😁
Excuse me while I dab the tears from my eyes.
