Decorative Hardware

Being a volunteer fireman had it’s moments.  A call came in from the fire chief through my 2-way radio alert service that there was a major uncontrolled blaze in a rural area 5 miles from town.  Because of  the possibility that we might be able to save someones life, getting to the scene as fast as possible was critically essential.

 As always with a bad fire, one could feel the heat from the inferno blocks away.  Reports came in from the neighbors that the occupants of the home were on vacation, and nobody was in the burning structure.  That was good news to hear from a fireman’s perspective being that nobody including the firefighters would have the chance of getting seriously hurt or killed.  I still had walk up to the front of the house, and try to get the door opened just enough to make double sure that all was safe. 

Apparently the fire inside the home was getting extremely hot, because the door handles to the entry door were already beginning to glow an inferno red, and starting to show signs of melting.  Waiting for the morning to arrive and the blaze to subside, we were all relieved when we received an actual call from the vacationing owners that they were all safe in a nearby state including their pet dog.  Feeling much better I returned home knowing nobody got hurt and got some much needed sleep.