Two fellows were sitting in a coffee shop...suddenly the Town's Fire Alarm went off ... one jumped up and headed for the door ... his friend shouted, "Hey, Tom, I didn't know you were a fireman!"
Tom replied, "I'm not, but my girlfriend's husband is..."
I was a Junior School Crossing Guard in 7th and 8th grade, a Police Explorer in high school, then a Police Cadet, and finally a Cop. I retired after 30 years with a "major southern California" Police Department.
I held people while they died, delivered 4 babies with these two hands, arrested so many drunk drivers I received a Mothers Against Drunk Drivers award twice, performed CPR and mouth to mouth on strangers, had to tell mothers and fathers that their children had died, prayed with people, put criminals in prison, saved lives, mentored and guided, cried and laughed...and just like you went home to my family and friends.
My thanks to the Fireman brothers who saved my life both times! I was seriousily injured on the job twice, got better and went back.
By the way...originally I went to a Seminary in Los Angeles to become a Priest and decided to serve God in another way! To Protect and to Serve.
And I loved every minute of it.
Been camping and RVing for 35 years or more. On this form for 8 years and 18,200 posts where I'm known a Fordsooperdooty or alternately as "that know it all" or "that guy who must be a Jayco salesman for a living!"
I have 2 kids 21yo girl and 22yo boy, 1 golden retriever, a wife of 26 years, a Home near Disneyland (paid for), a F250 6.0 Diesel and 30' Jayco 5er and a 17 month old grandaughter that is the joy of my life...we both grin like idiots when we see each other!
God bless! Keep the peace and be safe.
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We (FD) had a guy with the last name of "Sleeper"!
Cops loved that!
With the exception of the above - names have been changed to protect the innocent(?).
"SEA STORIES" -or- "Inter-Dept Cooperation":.
Then there's those "other" sleepers. Sleeper wanna-bees?:
(certainy *not* really sleeping!)
Large station with a drive thru - big parking area in rear. Go out on a call at 0-dark thirty, return via the rear parking area (drive thru).
Pk lot looks like black & white HQ. One guy on "radio and Sgt watch" - remainder "meditating" on tactics, Dragnet, Adam-12, or?.
Small 4-man station. Alley in rear.
One of our "regular" PD visitors was a gal, I'll call "Linda".
She was a lot of fun - tall (about 6'1"), good-looker - and in xlnt physical condition. (ran marathons, etc.)
her dad & brothers were all (LA) coppers.
She would stop by to use the "facilities", and BS with the fire folks for a while.
The facilities was a small restroom just off the day-room/dining area.
One shift we were finishing lunch - she came in - chatted awhile, and went to use the restroom.
A minute or two later we hear a blood-curdling scream!.
Jump up to see what's goin' on!
See Linda outside the rr door - ask her what's the problem?
Ans: "There's a cockroach in there!!"..
Sure enough (not even a "set-up") - there it was on the floor!
While trying to push her through the door, one guy says,
"You got a gun - - go get him!".
She had both hands on either side of the door frame - and no way she was going in there!
While this was going on - the other F/F had walked into the app bay, got a rubber mallet off the rig - and handed it to her . . . wish I had a video of her smacking around the floor trying to dispatch the critter!
(Even then she only wounded him - and we had to step in for "the kill")
Another time one of the PD guys had stopped by - and of course, had his hand-held radio while he was inside the sta.
While we're chatting - he gets a call, says something like "duty calls". We say adios - and are surprised when he comes right back in,
"Wha happened - get canceled?"
"Nooo - need some help - locked my keys in the car!"
(Found out we could steal a locked PD cruiser in 30 seconds or less, LOL!)
Same station - small enclosed patio in rear by the alley where the Pd folks would park.
One of the K9 Cops had a new dog - "King". King was still in training.
His PD handler asked - since we had turnout (bunker) clothes - if we would mind volunteering to be a bad guy.
F/F's take note! Same outfit most PD's use during K9 training - but also with a padded sleeve over one of the "Perp's" arms.
Sure! - I just happen to have a F/F Reserve to "volunteer" for the duty! Suit up, boy wonder!!
Routine: Officer brings "King" into the patio where our bad guy is waiting. Gives appropriate commands (in German) to dog. Dog sits in front of Perp with a snarl - and teeth pretty close to Perp's crotch, LOL.
OK gets good now. Cop tells our Perp, "Hit me" - indicating he should slap the cop in the chest.
Our F/F Reserve is not exactly relishing that idea - so rather gently taps the cop in the chest, dog reacts - gloms onto his arm.
We thought that was pretty neat - and of course, the rest of us watched this unfold from the "secure" side of the glass slider.
Soooooooo - next shift, Frank the cop and "King" stop by again.
Now - I've got a very, macho Reserve F/F - Dave.
We ask Frank if he would like to give "King" some more practice. Sure!
We have Dave suit up - and head into the patio. Same routine -EXCEPT- being the matcho guy he was, when we got to the "hit me in the chest" part - Dave gives the cop a healthy SMACK in the chest!
Well the Land Shark sprung like he was shot from a cannon,
has Dave's arm like a crockigator!
Wow! Yikes! Holy Hockmier!
After the "arrest" was made - Dave comes in and takes off his coat - had bite marks on his arm - (which was thru inner & outer layers of T/O Coat!!).
I could see reams of "official report" paperwork flashing before my eyes - but luckily, King's vice-grip didn't break the skin.
Unfortunately - "King" was an eventual drop-out. Had trouble figuring out who were the good guys and who was the bad guy when 3 or 4 cops were trying to subdue a combative PCP user.
IIRC - a couple of the cops had bike marks too.
Q. How can you tell when a firefighter is dead????
A. The remote control slips from his hand.
I hurt myself laughing at that one!!! It is the truth!!!
I have a ton of FF/PD jokes, started with a young Sheriff years ago, We were working a bad call together and I noticed he stood and watched as we did our EMS magic and even helped hold an IV bag,, during the heat of battle I looked at him and said "see your a natural", he chuckled and looked to see if his buddies were watching.
As we loaded the patient into the ambulance I took the IV bag from him and said,, "Just think, 10 more push ups and you could have been a fireman"!!
For years after that he always had some funny one liner cops vs fireman jokes!!
Great career with great friends!!