Brotherhood in My Life!!!!

One thing that I miss the most in my life is the firefighters that I worked with in South Carolina. I miss fighting real fires, MVA’S , any kind of medical calls, shit I even miss picking up dead bodies. I miss the dedication that they have there and always the chance to learn something from somebody else. I miss the respect that there was, like walking into a room and someone talking about you to another person and saying “That’s one hell of a firefighter” or “They know their shit” or most of all at Homeland Park fire department when you jump on a truck in the middle of the night for a structure fire and you’re riding backwards and look over to see who is with you and at that moment you know that your crew is a dream team. When everyone on that truck knows who is there and you just know that you’re about to get into some shit. There is no better feeling than when the lights and sirens are going and someone is wearing out the Que on the engine and at every turn the driver bangs on the window behind your head to let you know that you’re taking a turn but that sound of the bang just amps you up more. And once you turn the corner onto the street and the whole block is glowing orange… Man it pumps me up just thinking about it.

I have always felt that I was at my best being in a house that fire was blowing out of the windows. I’m not going to lie me and my boy Michael about got killed one time, I’m not the type to wear a helmet cam but since I was getting into a lot of fire I was given a cam to wear to record some good shit. So at this fire as we got up on the porch Michael and I was about to enter and the door was stuck to where we couldn’t get it fully open. So I told him to hold up a second and pushed it open and that I wanted to record how this fire was burning, and thank God that we was delayed for that 10 seconds because the whole roof collapsed right in front of us. If we would had stepped in somebody would had been playing some bag pipes for us a few days later lol. One thing about HPFD is that they are a tough group; you have to prove yourself there. You just can’t exist and there aren’t any pussies amongst them. Those boys see some fire and know that with what they get that it could be their last one. I also miss my Career boys at Berea Fire Department, the knowledge that they have is just unbelievable. Especially the old timers there. Between these two departments I own them for a lot of my success that I have had. I couldn’t have done it without the opportunities and experience that I got from them.

Last updated August 17, 2014