When my child was little. The number one career choice for the boys was "when I grow up, I want to be a fireman."
In New Zealand, there are many volunteer firemen. Our friend G was one, and twenty years later, his son became one as well.
I visited this station at Balmoral Road with D and her school. I went past many times before I struck gold to find the firemen near the trucks. They had returned from probably a fire. usually either the automatic doors were down, or they were away.
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