Monday, May 28, 2007

Not a care in the world.....

  Do you remember the games you used to play with your friends when you were a kid?  Games like hide and seek,  Army men,  or my personal favorite Ninjas!  My brothers and I would dress up in Ninja costumes and run around the neighborhood.  We would jump over bushes, Scale the old creepy neighbors wall and walk across it while his dog barked at us.  We did not have a care in the world.  We did not know about bills, relationships, or war. We were free from responsibility to immerse ourselves in our own little world.

  Today for an hour ten people brought together by war had not a care in the world.  My Engine Co. had the pleasure of training with some of the best medics the Army has to offer.  We sat together in a small class room in Iraq.  We learned the skill of administering I.V's.  For those of you that don’t know this involves sticking large needles into injured and sick peoples veins so that fluids and medication can be place directly into the bloodstream.  The portion of the class today lasted 5 hours.  After the class was complete for the day one of the medics invited us for a BBQ.  They had flown T-bone steaks in from Germany on the med-evac flight.  So of course being firemen we gladly accepted the chance to eat a good meal and bull shit with the medics.

  We sat and ate our steaks quietly.  After we ate we talked back and forth laughing, one upping each others stories of Firefighting and Medical response's.  Then something happened that changed the whole mood of the occasion.  A young female medic came running our of the ER with two bottles of water.  I could tell by the look on her face she fully intended to empty them over the medic next to me. Yup I was right and very wet.

  That one event started a chain reaction.  For the next hour we chased each other around dumping water on each other.  The super soakers showed up and we were out gunned so of course we pulled the fire truck around and thoroughly soaked them all.  I had just met the guy who tackled me to the ground. The girl who jumped on my back and poured water down my shirt I had not known hours earlier. For one hour We had not a care in the world...

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