It was early October and I was having a fun day with Mariah. We had hung out for the day and gotten a bite to eat. Sadly it was time to take her back to meet her father at a point we selected which was Pittsville. We got there, said our goodbyes, and left to go back to our homes. I made my way through Pittsville, into Gumboro where something happened that would change my life forever. As I came through the town I heard a familar but, to me, a sound that had always gotten me excited. It was a fire whistle. My heart started racing and I instantly started looking into my mirrors to see what was coming. Out of no where a brush truck (a pick up truck supped up with fire hoses, lights and sirens) was on my tail trying to pass. I immediatly got out …show more content…
During basic training, one out of 4 classes we had to take, we learned that what ever the situation you are in you must stay calm. When we pull up to a scene of an accident and go to work on a car, it may look as if we are taking a very long time and are going very slow. But half the time we are staying calm and making sure everything happens the way we want it to. In the job of being a firefighter you usually get one chance at some situations, if you screw up well, thats it. During vehicle rescue class we learned that there is a time limit called the "golden hour". The "golden hour" is the time from when the accident or trauma takes place to when they need to be treated in trauma care. Lets set up a situation here; an accident occurs at the edge of our district. The accident gets called in, our pagers go off and we respond. It takes about 4 to 5 minutes to get a truck out and on the road, so that brings us to 55 minutes out of the "golden hour". Since the accident is at the edge of our district it may take us 8 - 10 minutes to get there, now we are down to 45 minutes. The first truck pulls on to scene, gets the neccesary tools out and goes to work. This, depending on the seriousness of the accident, take 10 - 15 minutes to get the patient(s) out of the vehicle (but it needs to be 10 or less), following the extrication we are down to 30 minutes. The patient must now be transported to the hopital by ground or air and this can take more than 30 minutes in some cases. As you can see being calm is essential to us and anyone in danger. If we screw up that is taking more and more time out of the "golden hour" and possibly making their injury worse. I have learned that staying calm in all situations lets you make better decisions and also calms others. Since I have learned to stay calm I have reacted totally different to most situations and urge everyone to do the
In 2012 I joined the Harlan Fire Department continuing my long standing commitment to my community as a volunteer firefighter EMT. As a member of the fire department I respond to many different types of calls. Some of these calls include but are not limited to wildland fires, structure fires, car accidents, and medical calls. As an active member I was qualified as a Firefighter/EMT, confined space rescue technician, and technical rope rescue technician. We have a wide range of equipment ranging from type one to type six engines, a heavy rescue truck, UTV, and a 75' ladder truck. With the equipment and training I was a part of a successful grain bin rescue saving the life of one local farmer and part of a successful rescue of a trapped
I was born into a First Responder family, both my parents were certified in different aspects of the job. My father was and still is an EMT, Paramedic, and the Fire Chief of our local fire department, and my mother was an EMT for ten years. Being born into this lifestyle I didn’t really view it any differently than other families. Around the age of 5, when 9/11 occurred, this changed. My father at the time worked for a company that contracted fire apparatus to the NYPD for 9/11 relief. Due to this he was called out to New York during 9/11 and our whole family relocated there for a few months. This was the first time in which I realized that my parents job is quite different from many others. Instead of running away from New York like many families
As someone who has no working experience as a clerk, especially in a library, I feel that I am sufficiently qualified to perform well in this position. First, I have had customer service experience during my job as a dietary technician, where one of the main duties of my job was interacting with our customers and performing tasks that they requested from us. I also have several years of experience working small increments on a winery where some of my duties required helping new customers find what they were looking for and explaining winemaking processes.
My career goal in the next 10-15 years is to have a badass job that not only brings out my love for firefighting, but also my desire and dedication to make a positive change in the wildland fire industry. To Help and make a difference in the wildland urban interface would be an amazing feat in my career goals.
One cloudy evening in 1995, there was a family that awaits at Disney World for a week off so they can spend more time with each other. Jonnie is a fearsome firefighter that loves his family dearly. Susan, Jonnie's sweet wife, is always with Emily Jonnie's and Susan's beautiful daughter.
Danny was born on November 21, 1973, in Ottawa, KS. I asked Danny what his childhood was like, his response was, “My father was in the military, we moved around about every three years. We lived in Germany for three years, came back for three years, then went back to Germany. About 1982 - 1985 came back to Fort Sill, OK, and my father left the military.” “How did you feel about your father being in the military? I questioned. “Well, it was rough as first; we kinda got used to it. I mean, I’m glad that he did what he wanted to do, he wanted to help people.” Danny said, with a little smile. “I bet you were really proud of your father.” I said. He said, “I was.” We sat in silence for a few seconds.
The need for help is always there at all hours of the day and night. A firefighter has to be able to shift from dead sleep and when the call comes through, he must be up, mentally prepared and completely focused on the job and performing it as expected, no matter what time of day, or how little sleep he has gotten. The average working conditions involves responding to residential areas to provide medical services, as this is the majority of the tasks of firefighters. According to the NFPA, 2 out of 3 calls a firefighter responds to are medical assist related calls. Firefighting has a large number of dangerous aspects in the job, as that is what the firefighters know and acknowledge when entering this field. There may times that become unpleasant, but when the job is done, you feel an overwhelming sense of satisfaction knowing that it was you that made the difference in a humans life.
I generally had a very active lifestyle. I did essentially everything a young child could dream of from baseball, football, riding dirt bikes, and building tree houses. I would get into anything and everything as a young boy, even into my early 20’s. Around the age of 16, I began to develop unexplainable back pain that would. I never considered anything of it since I worked at Turtles Moving Company in my extra time and was into a great deal of sports. When I was 17 I decided I wanted to become a firefighter. During my junior and senior years I went to Scarlet Oaks which is a vocational school. I attended classes and training for firefighting and ems. I landed a position directly after graduation. I have always had a physical was of life so having a physical demanding occupation would fit perfect into my life. After working with the fire department for some time I began to have more pain in my lower back and hips. After talking with multiple doctors, who all considered something different, my family doctor saw something in my x-rays. He then sent me to get more x-rays and tests. After a considerable measure of tests and hospital expenses, my doctor found out why I was having so much unexplainable torment. I had Ankylosing Spondylitis otherwise called A.S. for short. At this point when my doctor explained to me what A.S. was, I was lost. I did not realize what to do or where to seek help.
To start this night was very warm and I had a feeling in my gut that it was going to be a very busy night. So, I arrived at the Public Safety Building and Officer Champoli came and got me. He informed me that before we head out he had to finish up a DWI report from the night before. So while he typed up his report I saw what it was like to type up reports today for officers. Its all automated except for the narrative portion you just point and click and type in the information. He got a phone call from the Sargent and he told him that he was needed out on the road. While we were driving he told me about a crack addict he had arrested the night before and that she had multiple arrests on her record and had some stuff shoved up a certain area drugs should not be. At which point we got called over to Metlars for a suspicious
One of civil air patrol's motto's in the cadet program is "rise to the challenge". When I first joined shortly after my 12th birthday I had NO idea what that meant. BUT over time I've learned SO much about myself and my abilities despite my age. Like most cadets...I want to use MY TIME in civil air patrol to inspire and lead...BUT--most of all I want to offer my service....to my friends , my family and my community....
This was my second year in the law enforcement program and I had the feeling that this was definitely something that I really wanted to do. My first year in law enforcement definitely caught my attention and I really had a desire to continue down the law enforcement path. I really looked forward to doing my job shadows. I knew that I would be able to go to a lot of different police agencies, different county's courthouse and even get to go to the different county’s jails which would really help me decide what I really wanted to do in law enforcement.
As a Correctional Officer for the State of Colorado, I am motivated and tempted every day to promote but do not currently have the degree to move further into my career. I would like to increase my knowledge and experience in my career through law enforcement, but the only way to guarantee that I excel with experience and education depends on my motivation into evolving a Bachelor’s degree. My plan is to follow through my ideas and turn them into my dream coming true. I lost track of education and motivation when I was at Colorado State University of Pueblo in 2010, not realizing what I was throwing away at the time. Knowing that I was incorrect and foolish to get rid of something that is critical in life has made me want to complete something that was broken and make it whole again.
Again like I said before I did my interview through email so I wasn’t able to get a face to face interview. I decided to interview Isaac because he's been a part of the fire station for almost 17 years now. I figured he would have more experience than people who have only been with the department for a couple of years. Isaac has been a good family friend and has always been there for my dad and my mom. Last year at this point in time my dad cheated on my mom. I guess you could say my family had a rough holiday season. Nothing was easy and my mom, sister, and I had to go through it alone. Thankfully, Isaac was there for my mom when she needed guidance and there was only so much me and my sister could do for her. Isaac really helped my family
My name is Peter Callicord. I am 17 years old. I was holding my little brother, James’s hand as we crossed the street. It was the last day of school. We were so excited. As soon as we got home we planned on throwing open all the windows. We were going to be relaxing for the rest of the week, then we got to go to Disney World for an entire month! We raced home, not being able to wait any longer to start vacation. About a block away from the house however, we heard loud sirens and skidded to a stop, turning as ambulances, squad cars, and fire trucks wailed past us. We watched as they all took a left and continued to fly down the street at top speed until we couldn’t see them anymore.
On April 28, 2008 at about 4 am, I woke up and saw my parents running down the stairway. I had no clue what was going on. After I stood up, l worried. I went and woke up my three sisters. We rushed to the window to see if something was going on outside. Our parents were rushing to the barn and a neighbor with his sirens came driving up. Our mom came back into the house to tell us, “everythings going to be okay”. We asked her what was going on and she said the barn was on fire. We started crying instantly.