WASHINGTON — When I was a youngster I had a couple of uncles who were volunteer firemen. Sometimes we would go down to the fire station and they would let me put on a big fireman’s helmet and climb on the fire trucks, but that was all I needed of that.
I had a cousin who was badly burned in a fire when she was a child and it made me very aware of the damage it can do. I could never see myself running into a burning building like firemen do, when our natural instinct is to turn and run away from the danger. I have a tremendous amount of respect for the men and women who do it.
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