I had the pleasure of working for a battalion chief in a battalion adjacent to mine the other day. It's always nice to get away and see what others are up to once in a while—even if it's just for the day. The battalion shares its quarters with a very busy engine company and one of the city's two rescue companies. Like the other rescue in my town, there's a line around the block of people hoping to get onto its roster. People who apply and send fruit baskets or mow the captains' lawns for the chance to get a seat on rescues do so for myriad reasons, most paramount of which is a chance to be part of an elite company whose sole purpose is being there for the worst possible scenarios at emergencies.
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