It's not very often that I visit fire stations. I guess if you were a parent and your son wanted to become a fireman, you would take him here, especially if they were giving out free food, like doughnuts, or at least stickers. On the day that I went, there were no doughnuts. Maybe the police ate them all? In any case, there was a dedication, a man in a kilt played bagpipes and all that jazz.
The first thing that pops into mind when I'm at a fire station is the fire pole. Maybe I watched a little too much TV as a child, but I wanted to find that pole and ride it down.
Much to my dismay, I found the pole, but I couldn't ride it down because it was a fall hazard.
No cookies here.
It's not very often that I visit fire stations. I guess if you were a parent and your son wanted to become a fireman, you would take him here, especially if they were giving out free food, like doughnuts, or at least stickers. On the day that I went, there were no doughnuts. Maybe the police ate them all? In any case, there was a dedication, a man in a kilt played bagpipes and all that jazz.
The first thing that pops into mind when I'm at a fire station is the fire pole. Maybe I watched a little too much TV as a child, but I wanted to find that pole and ride it down.
Much to my dismay, I found the pole, but I couldn't ride it down because it was a fall hazard.
No cookies here.
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