Last weekend was the much awaited FOOLS Convention 2006 in Chicago. Had a blast! Hung out with old friends and met some new brothers, learned some great lessons from the wise seasoned leaders up in Chicago (EE and Mac) and partaked in the fun and foolishness of the nightlife up there. Having our band of pipe players follow us to each bar on the pub crawl and play was awesome. Nothing like having an entire club that we invaded raise their glasses while our boys played. We honored our fallen brother Bill Craddock during the seminar portion of the convention and everytime the guys played you just knew he was there, sitting on the edge of the stage with a beer in his hand, big grin on his face, raising a glass with us.
Shanti, Tristen and Chris and I were there from GA. The FOOLS from FL, NJ, NY, CA, KS, MI, IL, and IN were all there. There is just no better group of people who define, reaffirm and practice brotherhood! Cant wait for next year!!!
Now... came back.. dehydrated and pumped up. We're on the engine yesterday on the way to an MVC in the middle of a downpour and the damn thing just dies right on the highway. Right on the entrance ramp on I-20. Well, what are ya gonna do but just call the chief and wait for a tow from motor maintenance? 7 hours.. yep, 7 hours later we were finally swapping out into a squirt. Chief had taken off, motor maintenance was closed, we're starving for dinner (its about 1930), we've finally found a place for everything on a rig that has about 30% less space and... it wont start!! After another 25 minutes of trying to swipe a jump box we finally headed back to the house. And as usual karma is a bitch as we ran our butts off all night for BS.
Now... came back.. dehydrated and pumped up. We're on the engine yesterday on the way to an MVC in the middle of a downpour and the damn thing just dies right on the highway. Right on the entrance ramp on I-20. Well, what are ya gonna do but just call the chief and wait for a tow from motor maintenance? 7 hours.. yep, 7 hours later we were finally swapping out into a squirt. Chief had taken off, motor maintenance was closed, we're starving for dinner (its about 1930), we've finally found a place for everything on a rig that has about 30% less space and... it wont start!! After another 25 minutes of trying to swipe a jump box we finally headed back to the house. And as usual karma is a bitch as we ran our butts off all night for BS.
Ran a call for a 19yo unconscious, recently assaulted. What's recent? 2 days ago? Yesterday? Just now? We wait for PD and finally get cleared to enter an apartment with characters that Jerry Springer would drool over. This girl has gotten bopped upside the head by her SISTER by a little plastic snow globe. The drama was nauseating and didnt sit well with my lack of patience for such nonsense. Pt is groggy and does in fact have a lump on the side of her head but with a little whiff of amonia, Who'la! is right there with us. Left her with the ambulance crew who would then wait for a BLS truck. Ran another call for a drama ladden woman who said she didnt hurt now and felt fine, but woke with vomiting and tingling in her hands. She says she has poor circulation in her hands (really?! shocking!) but wants a ride in to "get a full examination of my possible ailments" to the farthest hospital that we transport to. Nevermind that there are 6 other adults in the house and 4 cars in the driveway. I feel for the ambulance crew as we head back to the house.
So.. thats my update for now. Life is awesome as just 3 weeks ago I was in FL... last weekend in Chicago and this next week is my liberty day again. Hhhmmm... what sounds good?
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