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  • #16
    I have a question and it seems like this might be the appropriate area since were are talking marriage and family. I have worked nights and weekends for the past 10 years of marriage in retail and I'm now pursuing my original goal of Firefighting. My wife has concerns about the schedule and time off with family and those types of things. What should I expect as a rookie Firefighter as far as a schedule. Will I have the same days off ever week? Does it rotate or do I get the crap schedule as a rookie? Will I have weekends off once and a while or one of the days. I've never really heard anyone talk about the shirts other then 24 and 48. LA county is the department I'm trying to get on with if that info helps. Thanks

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    • #17
      LA county is the department I'm trying to get on with if that info helps.
      Good luck with that..... Last I heard they have suspended their next Towers due to "the all mighty buck."

      From the many people that I know at L.A. County, your schedule is not going to be different just because you're a Rookie. You'll be assigned a House, Crew and Shift. You'll work what days you're scheduled to work, plus any OT that comes your way (as a Rookie, don't let the Senior FFs get forced..... Bad Joo Joo). As far as weekends and holidays go, if you're scheduled to work them then plan ahead historically you'll get a Shift Calendar the full year. Kinda cool to celebrate holidays on different days and have "weekends" during the weekdays. Working (10) days a month or so means lots of days off with family and friends. My suggestion is to have your wife talk to a FF who has a good family life (happy wife, happy kids, etc) and bounce her questions and concerns of them.

      L.A. County is a great Department..... Family atmosphere, run lots of various types of fires/emergencies, great pay, great retirement and so on. They also have a great support system, try and get plugged-into it for yourself and your wife. Again, just my .02.....

      Welcome to the JOB.....
      "Be LOUD, Be PROUD..... It just might save your can someday when goin' through an intersection!!!!!"

      Life on the Truck (Quint) is good.....

      Eat til you're sleepy..... Sleep til you're hungry..... And repeat.....

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      • #18
        Here is an article that my wife wrote. I think you will enjoy it.....

        Firefighting: A Wife’s Perspective
        By Marian Lepore
        From the beginning of our relationship, I knew this would be different. We
        could only see each other on red and green days and I could only call him at
        work after 9 a.m. or before 9 p.m. and never at mealtime. No one warned me
        what it would be like to date a firefighter.

        After I met his family, I was introduced to his firefighter family – the three
        crewmembers he spent ten 24-hour shifts with each month. They knew
        everything about me. I came to realize that I would have to be willing to share
        him with his coworkers, both on and off duty.

        It didn’t take long for me to learn the peculiarities of fire department
        etiquette. When I visited the fire station for the first time, I had to bring a pie.
        In fact, whenever a firefighter does something for the first time, whether it’s
        buying a house, being mentioned in the news, or having a child, he or she
        must bring ice cream for the crew.

        On birthdays, firefighters bring in their own cake. When they get promoted
        or reassigned to a new station, they cook their own farewell meal for their
        coworkers. It became evident to me that firefighters are more comfortable
        serving others than being served.

        When we became more serious in our relationship and eventually married,
        the church and reception hall were filled with firefighters and their families.
        The happiness of one was celebrated joyously with the rest (of course, after
        all the jokes of bringing running shoes for the groom). The birth of children,
        purchase of a home, or completion of a college degree is all celebrated as if
        it were close family members achieving these successes.

        I could see that firefighters are bonded in a special way. They spend 24
        hours at a time together, which is much more time than most family members
        spend with each other. They work together for a single purpose, whether it’s
        to save a life, put out the flames in a burning building, or educate children
        in fire safety. They must be willing to risk their lives for each other without
        hesitation.

        Firefighters take care of each other. If one is going through a divorce, tives
        he or she is counseled, supported and encouraged. If another is having
        difficulties with a rebellious teenager, many others can offer advice from their
        own experiences as parents. When a firefighter is trying to promote, he or
        she may carefully choose the next station assignment knowing that a certain
        crewmember will help with oral interviews or fire simulator problems.

        When I first started dating my husband, I couldn’t believe that a 23-year-old
        could own a home. He later explained that when he first started on the fire
        department, an older firefighter sat down with him and educated him on the
        importance of saving for and purchasing a home. He also taught him about
        deferred compensation and how important it is to maximize his contributions
        from the very beginning. Thanks to the wisdom and caring of this older
        firefighter and the magic of compounded interest for investments, my husband
        and I both maximized our retirement savings (his deferred comp, my 401K)
        and we will retire comfortably.

        My husband has carried on this tradition of helping new recruits by educating
        them on financial investments and deferred compensation. Firefighters look
        out for each other in every way.

        Everything in the fire service is done in a big way. The Long Beach Fire
        Department has the biggest grill I have ever seen. It is built on wheels and is
        towed behind a truck. I would have thought it was ridiculous if I hadn’t seen
        that every spot on the grill was being used. This grill is used for graduation
        ceremonies, department picnics, fund-raisers and all types of community
        events. Only a firefighter could have dreamed up that grill!

        When a firefighter cooks, he or she cooks in a big way. It doesn’t seem
        to matter if it is a large station with several engine companies and rigs, or a
        station with a single engine company and a crew of four. There are always at
        least two refrigerators at the station to hold all the leftovers. When my husband
        is at home, he carries on the tradition and cooks enough to feed an army. I
        also have two refrigerators in my home.

        Maybe firefighters are just trained to think in a big way. But along with big
        ladders and big trucks come big responsibilities. When I was dating my future husband, I was a student in the physical therapy program at California State University, Long Beach. I was taking anatomy and physiology classes and was interested in the medical side of his job. He was still a paramedic at that time and had not yet promoted to captain. He suggested that I ride along with him to see what he did. The television
        show ER didn’t hold a candle to the real life drama I witnessed.

        It was pretty slow (he thought) and I accompanied him on calls responding
        to SOB (shortness of breath) and a drug overdose. We were just sitting down
        to an elaborate Mexican dinner, when another call came in. It was reported as
        a man down, gunshots heard. The crew responded immediately to the call.
        When the paramedic rig and the fire engine arrived, there was a large,
        angry crowd gathered. The police had not yet arrived, so it was not known
        whether the assailant was still present in the crowd or had left. The victim was
        not even visible through the crowd. The captain, who always looks out for his
        crew, ensured that the police arrived to control the crowd and clear the area.
        The victim was a teenage boy with a gunshot wound to the chest.
        He was hooked up to an EKG machine, given an IV for fluid and other
        medications and the bleeding controlled as well as possible in the field. They
        kept in constant communication with doctors in the ER, so the medical staff
        could give further instructions and was fully prepared for him when he arrived.
        Every crewmember was needed, whether it was to take vital signs, control
        bleeding, administer medication, fetch equipment, use the radio, or interview
        family members. I was in awe of how efficiently this team could work, with a
        critical victim in the field, poor lighting, a large, noisy crowd and possibly an
        assailant who did not want this victim to survive.

        The victim was rapidly transported to the ER, where the paramedic team
        was integrated into the hospital’s response and they worked together to try
        to save this boy’s life. Within minutes his chest was cracked open and there
        was the largest pool of blood I could imagine beneath the gurney. Even with
        CPR, repeated administration of cardiac medications, defibrillation, IV fluids,
        intubation and other intensive efforts, they could not save his life. The bullet
        had nicked his aorta and he had lost too much blood.

        His family was in the waiting room. His mother became hysterical and his
        brother vowed revenge for this gang-related shooting. The crew returned to the
        station to finish dinner and prepare for the next call. This experience will remain
        vivid in my memory for the rest of my life. For the crew, it was just another day
        on the job. They felt compassion for the victim and his family, but they could
        not be overwhelmed by it, or they would not be able to continue working.
        Along with the intensity of responding to critical emergencies and the
        danger of entering burning buildings, there can be unexpected dangers. In
        1992, after the verdict in the Rodney King beating was announced, Los Angeles
        County went crazy. There was rioting throughout the streets. People were
        burning down buildings, beating total strangers and looting stores. It was out
        of control.

        People were so angry that they were shooting at anyone in authority,
        including firefighters. As if the job were not dangerous enough! There was
        one incident that my husband only told me about years later and it was only
        after a coworker casually referred to it. A call came into the station that a strip
        mall was on fire. Due to reports of firefighters being shot at and threatened by
        crowds, they were supposed to wait for the police to show up and accompany
        them to the scene. The police were busy elsewhere, as you can imagine, so
        the fire department responded anyway. Just as they were finishing, they were
        shot at and had to take cover behind the fire truck. They managed to get into
        the truck safely and quickly left the scene. As they left, they could see the
        arsonists leaving their hiding place to prepare to burn the buildings again.
        The Los Angeles riots put the fire service to the test.
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        Sure enough, shortly after returning to the station they were called out
        again to the strip mall. This time they put on their flak jackets and waited for
        the police to accompany them on the call. They put out the fire in what was
        left of the mall. That was the longest night of my life and I didn’t even know
        how truly bad it was until later.
        Spouses of firefighters also support each other. Whether it is by getting
        together for Bunco monthly, taking care of each other’s kids, or just chatting
        over a cup of coffee, it is important to share any concerns with others who
        understand. Marriage can be challenging enough for couples who work
        Monday through Friday from nine to five. Add the stress of dealing with an
        always changing work schedule, a dangerous environment and the need to
        be completely self-sufficient, and it can be disastrous for a marriage. The best
        way to cope is to maintain your sense of humor.

        Humor and laughter is an integral part of fire station life. My husband brings
        home stories of outrageous deeds and unbelievable wit nearly every shift. If
        late night talk show hosts need new material or writers, they could do no better
        than some of the creative minds on the fire department. Especially funny
        stories of practical jokes or extreme composure after being water-dropped
        become urban legends.

        When I was dating my husband and planning to visit him at the fire station
        for the first time, he warned me to look up before I entered the station. He
        said that sometimes first-time visitors were water-dropped when they entered
        the station house. I had no idea what he was talking about. These were
        adults. He must be joking. Well, I was lucky that my ignorance did not get me
        into trouble. I remained dry throughout that first visit. It was only later that I
        realized he was not joking.

        I realized immediately that it is not only the firefighters who have to have a
        good sense of humor. During our wedding ceremony, our exchange of vows
        was delayed by several minutes as the blaring of a siren just outside the church
        doors drowned out the minister’s words. Later at the reception, one of the
        layers of cake looked odd to me. When I investigated, I found the inside of
        the cake had been hollowed out, filled with paper towels and then recovered
        with frosting. When I turned to my new husband in shock, he just shrugged
        as if to say, “Of course they cored the cake.”
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        The practical jokes continued at home. Our children learned the hard way
        that they had to learn to laugh in the face of disaster. Of course, a child’s idea
        of disaster is not exactly the same as an adult’s. When our oldest daughter
        was in elementary school, she worked hard to complete a ‘book float,’ which
        is a visual book report built on the top of a shoebox. Her book float was
        elaborate, with trees made of broccoli tops glued to the shoebox. When she
        was getting ready to go to school the next morning, she found that all of her
        ‘trees’ had been chopped down! Her father had eaten the tops of the broccoli
        that morning before he left for work. He thought it was a hilarious joke. She
        did not feel that way. After many tears and an emergency session with a glue
        gun, she finally began to see the humor in the situation.

        Our youngest daughter found that she had to be on guard at all times. One
        day when she was watching her favorite TV show, she became frantic because
        the TV kept changing channels all by itself. Her father finally confessed that
        he was using the master remote control from a distance. Now I find that I
        am the one who needs to stay on her toes in our house. Our children have
        learned the hard way to give as well as they got.

        Without a sense of humor, a ready joke and the ability to see the bright side
        of things, the tragedy firefighters encounter every shift would soon overwhelm
        them. It is a coping mechanism to help deal with the seriousness of the job.
        If a firefighter candidate cannot laugh easily and often at him or herself, the
        candidate will either not succeed, or will not be happy on the job. He or she
        will never understand the culture of the fire service.

        After my husband was in a terrible head-on collision between the engine
        he was on and a police cruiser, he was out of work for several months. He
        fought to return to work full duty. I think the fire service must be one of the
        only professions in which its members enjoy the job so much they will not
        consider an alternative.

        My husband shows up at the station 45 minutes before the start of his
        shift, just in case he can take a call for the captain coming off duty and allow
        him to leave work on time. When my husband is going off duty, he stays to
        share a cup of coffee and some laughs with the oncoming crew. I know of no
        other profession in which its members are not in a hurry to leave after their
        shift is over.
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        So why do so many people dream of becoming firefighters?
        The fire department schedule is one of the biggest draws to the job. There
        is no other job in which you can work only ten days a month, with either six or
        four days off at a time. The problem is that when my husband wants to go on
        vacation, he doesn’t understand that I can’t match his schedule and just take off
        four or six days at a time. At least I know his schedule a year in advance!
        Because their schedules are so different from everyone else’s, firefighters
        like to vacation together. It is common to see large groups of firefighter families
        on vacation in Hawaii, Baja, or Lake Havasu. It’s also convenient to share the
        childcare duties with other parents.

        Firefighters generally enjoy their work schedule, but it can be hard on a
        family and marriage. Spouses must be self-sufficient and prepared to take
        care of crises on their own. If a firefighter’s child is sick, he or she cannot just
        leave the station to pick up the child from school. It is critical that the firefighter
        remain at work to keep the station fully staffed for emergencies. If a firefighter
        goes home, it must be for a serious injury or illness.

        The firefighter schedule can also be inconvenient on holidays. Most people
        are used to spending holidays with their family. Firefighters don’t have a choice.
        If they are scheduled to work on a holiday, they work. Unless they are going out
        of town, they do not request the day off. Everyone would love to have holidays
        off to spend with his or her family, but someone must work. If they were to call
        in sick and no one was signed up to work overtime, another firefighter would
        be force hired and pulled out of a family gathering. A firefighter spouse must
        be flexible enough to be prepared to cook and entertain all by him or herself
        at a moment’s notice.

        It is expected that the younger firefighters without families offer to work on
        major holidays. As they get older and have their own families, the favor will
        be repaid by the next generation of firefighters.

        When a firefighter is scheduled to work on a major holiday, the family
        members are often invited into the station for a holiday meal. The crew will
        go all out and prepare a lavish feast. Sometimes the family members end up
        eating all by themselves as the crew is called out on an emergency. The kids
        don’t mind. They feel that the more time in the station, the better. Again, it
        just goes with the job.
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        Because they work a set schedule regardless of holidays, firefighters get
        time off which includes both vacation and holidays. When they take time off, it
        is usually for several weeks at a time. I have found that having your husband
        on vacation can be worse than having your kids out of school for the summer.
        A firefighter with too much time on his hands can get into much more trouble
        than your kids.

        Firefighters are generally do-it-yourselfers. This is why you will often
        see them in Home Depot. They are mechanically inclined and are used to
        improvising to solve problems quickly. You may come home from work one
        day and find that you have a new laundry chute or the washing machine is
        being rebuilt. If you are someone who likes things done a certain way, then
        for the sake of marital harmony, I suggest you call a professional out to build,
        repair, or replace whatever it is before your husband’s next vacation, four or
        six day.

        Most of us go on vacation to get away from our jobs. When my husband
        is on vacation, he seeks out fire stations. I have gotten used to losing my
        husband for a few hours during a vacation while he rides along with the local
        fire department. Of course he is hoping to go on a really ‘good’ call (which to
        the rest of us means ‘bad’).

        My husband has T-shirts from fire departments in Alaska, Illinois, Louisiana,
        Nevada, Texas, Washington, Washington, D.C., Utah and many more. I’m
        almost embarrassed to say that I even visited a fire station on my own when I
        recently went to New York City. When my husband sees someone wearing a
        fire department T-shirt, he will always ask that person if he or she is on the job.
        There is an instant bond between them, to the point that two total strangers
        can joke and tease each other about their respective departments.
        Another advantage about the fire department is the benefits. There are
        usually many options for medical and dental plans, so you can pick the plan
        that is right for you whether you are single or married with a family. The credit
        union can’t be beat. They give personalized service and actually know your
        name when you call.

        One of the biggest benefits is the retirement package. It is negotiated
        as part of the firefighters’ contract. Unfortunately, the life expectancy of a
        firefighter after retirement is not as long as that of a person who has not been
        exposed to smoke, chemicals, stress, blood, injury and interrupted sleep for
        their entire professional career.

        Depending on their age when they were hired, firefighters usually retire in
        their fifties. However, they will not be bored after retirement. Most firefighters
        have hobbies which take up a great deal of their time, such as skiing, fishing,
        boating, fishing, traveling, fishing, or biking. When I was dating my future
        husband, he said he liked to fish. I was thinking that in Southern California,
        it’s only fishing season in the summer. No big deal, maybe I would even go
        with him sometimes. It was only later that I realized that it is always fishing
        season somewhere in the world. I should have been forewarned when he had
        to check his fishing tide book before committing to a wedding date.
        Every firefighter has a side business. This business is not reserved
        for after retirement. They conduct this business throughout their fire
        service career. Since they work only ten days a month, there is plenty of
        time off to do carpentry, plumbing, concrete, tile setting, painting, roofing,
        CPR instruction, writing, or manage whatever business they have invested
        in. The advantage to other firefighters (and their wives) is that whenever
        something needs to be fixed at home, there is always a firefighter with
        the skills to do it. Forget paying full price to a plumber, electrician, or
        drywaller! By trading skills and services, most firefighters are able to remodel
        and upgrade their homes.

        Firefighters earn a good salary and are rarely ever laid off. Overtime
        shifts also help immensely. However, I don’t know if you can truly compensate
        someone for the long-term effects of a chemical fire, or the emotional
        scars from being first on scene at a horrendous child abuse incident. Firefighters
        seldom talk about the really terrible things they witness, but we all know
        we can count on them when we’re in trouble.

        People love firefighters. Children and even some adults wave at them
        as they drive by on their big trucks. When others accompany a firefighter,
        even off duty, the benefits often extend to them. After the Southern
        California wildfires, Disneyland in Anaheim was offering free admission for
        firefighters and their families as a thank you. We invited our neighbors to
        go with us. I am a physical therapist, my neighbor is a teacher and her
        husband is a computer consultant. None of us has ever been admitted toerspectives
        an amusement park for free just because of our profession. Firefighters,
        however, are universally loved, appreciated and welcomed.
        It may seem to outside observers that firefighters all look similar: tall,
        lean, dark hair and a moustache. Well, departments have changed over
        the years as they seek greater diversity, skills and strengths. They try to
        hire firefighters who can relate to and speak the languages of the people in
        the community. They hire female firefighters who can contribute their abilities
        and perspective to the department. They even hired my husband despite
        the fact that he cannot grow a decent moustache.

        Maybe one reason that firefighters seem so alike is that they have the
        same attitudes. They are honest, brave (you wouldn’t catch me running
        into a burning building) and exceedingly generous with their time and talents.
        When they take the time to tutor children, fix up a dilapidated house in
        the neighborhood, or collect and hand out Christmas gifts to disadvantaged
        children, it is all on their own time. Their spirit of public service is an example
        that should humble the rest of us. I can’t resent the time my husband
        takes to help others, because it is part of who he is. Our youngest daughter
        had a wonderful time one Christmas when she was able to help hand out
        donated gifts and ride with Santa in his sleigh atop a fire truck.
        I have wondered how the fire department manages to hire so many
        people with the same attitudes. I guess it is because they know what they
        are looking for. The selflessness and willingness to sacrifice can’t be taught.
        It must be an integral part of their makeup. When a firefighter or family member
        is seriously ill, others will line up to cover his or her shifts with no expectation
        of being repaid for their time.

        As a spouse, I will never understand my husband’s excitement when he
        is called on to spend days fighting a raging wildfire, or enthusiastically
        describes in vivid detail the fire that ripped through the chemical warehouse.
        But his coworkers understand. They will always be there for him, working
        towards the same goal and watching his back. I count on them to do that.
        The fire service is a very large, caring, fun-loving family, of which I am proud
        to be an extended member. I know that even if my husband is lost at sea during
        one of his many Baja fishing trips, or something unthinkable happens during
        one of his calls at work, my children and I will always be taken care of.

        Paul Lepore
        Division Chief
        Paul Lepore
        Battalion Chief
        www.aspiringfirefighters.com

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        • #19
          Great share Chief.....
          "Be LOUD, Be PROUD..... It just might save your can someday when goin' through an intersection!!!!!"

          Life on the Truck (Quint) is good.....

          Eat til you're sleepy..... Sleep til you're hungry..... And repeat.....

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          • #20
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            Last edited by Iessthename; 09-28-2010, 01:51 PM.

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            • #21
              tell her to suck it up. she should be so proud to have a man as a fireman. it's a privelege
              She's the FF... So would you suggest he "suck it up"?
              "Be LOUD, Be PROUD..... It just might save your can someday when goin' through an intersection!!!!!"

              Life on the Truck (Quint) is good.....

              Eat til you're sleepy..... Sleep til you're hungry..... And repeat.....

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              • #22
                Yes, absoulutely awesome BCLepore. Thank you for sharing that.

                As the daughter of a retired New Orleans Firefighter, so much of that post rings true. I'm 47 now, and a little ways from Louisiana, but it brings up such fond memories of growing up with an extended family that integrated into our lives on and off duty and the pride I felt being able to say "My dad is a New Orleans Fireman."
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                • #23
                  I know this is for the wifes of FF's but.
                  I see alot of things that i been going through as a new Firefighter. my wife would..

                  she stayed awake when i left to a call
                  tryed to search the web for an online scanner
                  "turn that damn thing off!" when the pager went off in the middle of the night
                  got mad when i left my sons b-day party for a grass fire, ect. ect. ect...

                  My Chief is great, a big help in explaining things, and told me the other requirments for this life style.
                  I explained to her that the chief said I'm not the one joining the department, we are. and if shes not ok with it I cant be part of it. which in reality nothing was gonna stop me but dont tell her that, lol. anyway, it's a family particapation and it requiers support from all members.
                  after a few weeks of stress I took her down and showed her around the station, she meet the chief and the guys, put her in my bunkers to run around ( she about died, poor little thing.LOL) and things seemed to change.
                  now when the pager goes off she's shaking me " get up! ya gotta go!!) and goes right back to sleep, pushes me out the door to classes or refresher courses when i say im tired, and quietly listens when i get back and need to vent about a disterbing call... shes awsome...
                  she wanted to join untill the bunker part, mind you shes tiny. but loves the fact im doing someting I love, and knows I'm with well qaulified people that teach and look after me.

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                  • #24
                    Originally posted by monkybrainz View Post
                    I know this is for the wifes of FF's but.
                    I see alot of things that i been going through as a new Firefighter. my wife would..

                    she stayed awake when i left to a call
                    tryed to search the web for an online scanner
                    "turn that damn thing off!" when the pager went off in the middle of the night
                    got mad when i left my sons b-day party for a grass fire, ect. ect. ect...

                    My Chief is great, a big help in explaining things, and told me the other requirments for this life style.
                    I explained to her that the chief said I'm not the one joining the department, we are. and if shes not ok with it I cant be part of it. which in reality nothing was gonna stop me but dont tell her that, lol. anyway, it's a family particapation and it requiers support from all members.
                    after a few weeks of stress I took her down and showed her around the station, she meet the chief and the guys, put her in my bunkers to run around ( she about died, poor little thing.LOL) and things seemed to change.
                    now when the pager goes off she's shaking me " get up! ya gotta go!!) and goes right back to sleep, pushes me out the door to classes or refresher courses when i say im tired, and quietly listens when i get back and need to vent about a disterbing call... shes awsome...
                    she wanted to join untill the bunker part, mind you shes tiny. but loves the fact im doing someting I love, and knows I'm with well qaulified people that teach and look after me.
                    Sounds like she is a wonderful, supportive firefighter's wife!
                    All Pit Bulls are not bad dogs. All bad dogs are not Pit Bulls.

                    Resist ignorance. Educate - Inspire.
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                    • #25
                      Hey mikeyboy i read your post...i am impressed ...keep one thing on your mind...ALL things happen according to GOD...

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                      • #26
                        If you love her then you don't have to look back.
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                        • #27
                          Life as a partner of a firefighter is happy and sad. Happy since it is a noble and heroic job. Everyday, a fire fighter's life is half way down there. They never know what would happen if a fire occurs. Will they helped or be helped by fellow fighters. That's where the sad part enters.
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                          • #28
                            Hopefully you (or your spouse if you are the firefighter and the spouse is worried) know that they are doing something heroic for society.

                            In the worst case scenario and your spouse dies in the line of duty, I hope it's a comfort to know they died being the best person they could be instead of overdosing on drugs or something like that.
                            Normal is an illusion. What is normal for the spider is chaos for the fly.

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                            • #29
                              hi,
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