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Powerful Words by David Murphy

Rules To Live By in the Fire Service

From the Real World

Father Judge

Pressler

An Open Letter to Hollywood Bunch

Andy Fredricks

George Carlin

 

 

Rules To Live By in the Fire Service

By Mark Wesseldine, FDNY
From Fire Engineering February, 1999

  1. You have begun a career in the greatest job in the world. You will find no other job where you will "look forward" to going to work every tour for the next 20 to 30 years.
    You have also become a member of the "greatest family" on earth. Anywhere you may be, you have brothers and sisters nearby, never be shy to ask for help.
  2. Train - Excellence through training. Don't say your training let you down. "I didn't know" doesn't count. When you stop learning, it's time to retire, you can always learn something. Have an open mind.
  3. This is a "team sport". If you're not a team player then don't try out for the team.
  4. Always wear your mask when possible, even during overhaul, statistics speak for themselves. Think of your family, dead at 50 is not macho.
  5. You are not going to get rich in this career, but you will live comfortably. You will have the respect of all...
  6. God has given you two ears and one mouth. So listen twice as much as you speak.
  7. Step up. When others are busy at a task, Don't be the last one to join in.
  8. Friends are easy to make, you have to work at making enemies.
  9. Think! Look when getting off the truck. Look when crossing the street at calls. Never run on a roof.
  10. Treat others the way you would want them to treat you.
  11. Don't be a whiner or complainer.
  12. Remember where you came from.
  13. Rusty tools and unattended equipment leads to no company pride.

 

From the Real World

From a letter by fiddle-player and Wilmington native Charlie Daniels after some students at UNC-Wilmington objected to having him as commencement speaker.

An open letter to the Class of 1996 at UNC-Wilmington:
     I would like to clear up a few points about my addressing your class at commencement exercises....Having been born in Wilmington, I consider it an honor to be asked to speak to you on one of the biggest days of your lives, and I accepted the honor with gratitude and humility. I cannot speak to you of lofty academic ideals nor scholarly pursuits because I have neither entree nor credentials for that world.
     The truth is I come to you from the street, from reality, the very same place you're all headed if you plan to make a living in this ever-changing, difficult, show-me world, and when your college days are just a memory and your diploma hangs beneath dusty glass on some office wall, you will still have to deal with the world on its own terms every working hours of your lives....My career spans almost 40 years and you don't go through 40 years of hard work and unrelenting competition without learning a few things.
     My qualifications are humble but extensive and diverse. I've stood at the 38th Parallel and looked across into the hostile eyes of the North Korean border guards. I've been catapulted from the deck of an aircraft carrier in the middle of the Adriatic Sea and ridden across the frozen wastes of Greenland on an Eskimo dog sled. I've taken a hammer and chisel to the Berlin Wall and performed with symphony orchestras. I've had conversations with presidents and walked in the halls of Congress lobbying for legislation in which I believe. I've flown on the Concorde and acted in motion pictures. I've seen the royal palaces of Europe and the hovels of Hong Kong.
     I've seen the Mona Lisa and stared in awe at the timeless works of Vincent Van Gogh. I've gathered cattle in the Big Bend country of Texas and met some of the wisest people I know at campfires in the middle of nowhere. I was privileged to have conversations with Alex Haley and Louis L'Amour. I've appeared with the Rolling Stones, worked in the recording studio with Bob Dylan and two of the Beatles. I've been married to the same woman for over 30 years and raised a son who did, by the way, go to college. I've kept 20 people gainfully and steadily employed for over 20 years.
     I am not a man of letters, I readily admit that. But is being a man of letters the only thing which qualifies one to speak to a group of men and women who are about to enter the real world? My world.
     My address will not be delivered in the beautiful strains of poetry of a Maya Angelou or with technical expertise of a Tom Clancy, but I can tell you where some of the land mines are hidden, the shortest path to the top of the mountain and the quickest way down.
Been there, done that.

 

Father Judge

Good days, bad days, but never a boring day on this job. You do what God called you to do. You show up, you put one foot in front of the other, and you do your job which is a mystery and a surprise. You have no idea, when you get in the rig, what God is calling you to do. But he needs you…so keep going. Keep supporting each other, be kind to each other, love each other, work together. You love the job, we all do. What a blessing that is.
Father Mychal Judge Sept.10,2001

…This was found lying around the office of FDNY special operations. It appears it came via fax. Could he have left us with better words for us to live by the day before he died?

 

Pressler

Sometimes the best words you can write are someone else’s. There has been a lot of “drama” happening in the fire service lately, both nationally and locally.  No one sums up the feelings of the Brotherhood as well as Bob Pressler. Here is the speech he gave at the 2nd Annual FOOLS convention in Florida. It speaks volumes towards how we should conduct ourselves in the face of all of this turmoil. Enjoy it as I did.

Good evening Brother and Sister FOOL's; I want to thank the Palm Beach County Fools, the International FOOL’s E-board, and especially Jon Ferguson, who had to deal with me, for the honor of addressing this group. Not to mention for helping me escape the beginnings of winter at home, where we just happened to get our first measurable snow this morning. The 82 here is a little better than the 28 at home.

A lot has happened over the last 14 months, to the Fire Service, and to the FOOL’s, both here and across the country. Nationally, the Sep’t 11 disaster, and locally the training tragedy, cost the fire service and the FOOL’s many Brothers, including the 4 we just attended a memorial service for. Throughout these hard times, the FOOL’s have always been there, with words of encouragement, as a shoulder to cry on, or just as a sounding board to vent at. After Sep’t 11, the FOOL’s site had the most up to date information on who was working, who was missing and who had been seen.
The FOOL’s Website has become a place to stop and check on the pulse of the Fire Service. Every time I am visiting the FOOL’s site, I am always drawn to what I call our “signature” >FTM-PTB; EGH; RFB; KTF; This group of letters, assembled over time, has become a platform for us to live by. I would like to share some of my thoughts on these letters and what they mean to me.

The Fire service, as a whole, is collectively still trying to recover from the effects of Sep’t 11.  The 343 members of the FDNY who made the supreme sacrifice that day will always be in our hearts and forever on our minds. As part of our FOOL’s “signature”, R-F- B, “Remember Fallen Brothers”, these heroes should never and will never be forgotten. This should also include ALL of our fallen Brothers, no matter where they were from, or the matter in which they died. Their names have been added to long list of those that have laid down their lives so that others may live.

And although “EGH”, Everybody Goes Home” is not always possible, it is part of what we strive for. It is why we train, it is why we read, it is why we interact with each other. We need to share the knowledge. The more we share, the more we pass on what we have learned, the safer we will be. The fewer funerals we will have to go to, the more of our Brothers and Sisters that will go home. Because it is all about protecting each other.
We are each other’s keepers, and FTM-PTB is our motto. F>> The Mutts, Protect the Brothers. And make no mistake about it the Mutts are everywhere. In NYC, the sacrifices on 9/11 have already been put on the back burner as the politicians line up to make budget cuts, close companies and not pay a fair wage to the Brothers and Sisters of the FDNY.

In California, a Chief has gone on the rampage about the length of his peoples’ mustaches. It just so happens that these are the motivated people in his organization, the ones that have started a campaign about Company pride and tradition. This is his answer to pride and Brotherhood. His Department is in turmoil, but the written reprimands about hair length will certainly help boost morale and keep the Department running smoothly. He has become a new Nero, fiddling while his “Rome” burns down.

Everywhere we look there are mutts that cannot, will not, or don’t want to understand the Brotherhood of the Fire service.

The last part of our signature is KTF, or Keep the Faith. With all that has happened we must believe. We must have faith in ourselves and in the others that think like us. They can transfer us, they can make you cut your mustache, the can tell you what you can’t wear on your helmet, but never let them break your spirit!

The best part about the FOOL’s is that this is a group of people that wants to be part of an organization that doesn’t owe anyone anything. From its humble start, a couple of guys with a vision of what the Fire service meant to them, started an organization. Now in the history of the fire service there have been hundreds of organizations that have started and than fallen by the way side.

But this group seemed to be a little different. I remember Mike Stallings telling me at Indy, that he and a couple of guys had this group; a group of guys that were interested in the history and the tradition of the “Job”. To try to keep the spirit alive, they were forming an organization, and the name was the FOOL’s! And I am saying to myself, yeah Fools!!! But from this unusual beginning, we sit here tonight with Brothers and Sisters from all over, attending a National Fools convention.

I am proud to be a FOOL. I have belonged to many organizations within the Fire Service, but none with a mission like this one. In NYC we called ourselves the Fire 500. We figured that out of the almost 12000 members of the FD, there were maybe 500 of us that cared about the History and tradition of the job. And it always seemed like the numbers were shrinking. Other FD’s laughed that they had the Fire 30, or the Fire 1, depending on how bad things seemed to be.

But now we have the Fire 1000’s. And the name has been changed to the FOOL’s.

And make no mistake about it; this organization has a voice! One of the reasons is because we do not have to answer to anyone but ourselves. We are not here to make money; we are not here to bargain for raises for our membership, we are not here to run a business. We have no hidden agenda. We are here to preserve the history, the tradition and the brotherhood of the fire service. We are here for each other.

The support that was offered to me from this group after my “e-mailed dismissal” from both the FDIC and Fire Engineering magazine was to put it mildly, unbelievable. The postings, the e-mails, and the phone calls were great. I sometimes feel that I let some of you down by not posting more. I apologize to you all, but especially Mike, Tim, and others that tried to gently prod me in that direction. I didn’t want to get into a war of words with an English major and I wasn’t sure that the guest book was the place to fight this battle. But due to some recent events and the recent postings asking for information, I feel I must say something.

The entire thing is really very simple. In 2001, PW put a new person in charge of both the FDIC’s and FE. This person put pressure on everyone that worked for both the magazine and the shows. An issue concerning the SCBA’s used for some of the HOT classes arose. I took a stand for the instructors, based on their preference, prior usage, and safety of both the students and the instructors. This did not sit well with the new regime. Mr. Manning got caught in the middle and betrayed some things that I had said in confidence to him.

It went downhill from there, and the end result was my termination in July of this year. I was not fired because I stole money, I was not fired because I was being paid to drive Interspiro out of Indianapolis, and I was not on the payroll of any other manufacturer. These were a few of the things that supposedly were behind my termination. I’ve heard that certain employees of FE have told people, “Oh you don’t know the whole story” said with a wink. As if there is some secret reason I was fired. Well there isn’t. I was fired for doing my job; I was fired for standing up for the instructors. I was fired because Mr. Manning picked Scott Swardron and PW over myself and the Fire service.
Think about it. If it was only because of my dealings with the FDIC, why was I also terminated from all dealings with the magazine?

At the last meeting I had with Manning prior to being fired, I was told I was going to get some helping running the shows. When I questioned the need for this help, I was giving some vague answers as to why this help was needed. I asked again and finally he told me he had to “put people loyal to FE” in position between the instructors and myself. Over 10 years of writing, supplying photos, and reviewing articles. Asking people to submit articles and photographs. 6 years of the FDIC in Indy and 2 in California. And he questioned my loyalty.
The bottom line is Mr. Manning was afraid that I had too much power, more than he had. He said that as long as I headed up the FDIC, that there was always the chance that I would have the instructors go on strike. No specific reason was given why we would go on strike. So I had to go.
The last thing he said to me when I called him to verify my E-mailed firing was “I had to do what was right for the company”. I remember when Manning used to do what was right for the fire service and the Brothers.

Manning and his new boss toss the “Brother” term around pretty easily. But it is a hollow term. If they believed in the true Brotherhood, why is there a “black list” of instructors who have not been asked back to teach at the FDIC? Most on this list were my most vocal supporters. Most sent letters to Manning at the beginning of this, expressing support for me. Now they find themselves and the people on their teams uninvited. This is their payback. So it is OK to be a Brother as long as you don’t go against “Big Brother”. The hardest part for me to except was not my termination. The hardest thing for me to except was that I found that many people do not live by their word. I had been told by many of the instructors several times in past years, when little things had caused some bumps in the road, “if you go, I go”. And now, some people are having trouble living by those words. People that have called me “Brother”, people that I have respected for their integrity, people that I have supported, that I considered friends, have now turned their back on me. That is the hardest part.

The FDIC will go on. It is too big a moneymaker for PW. I have been replaced; the people who have supported me and ended up blacklisted have been replaced, as well as others who decided not to return even though they didn’t make the list. No one was or is irreplaceable. The HOT training at Indy and in Sac will go on. But as Greg Falkenthal said to me after this had started, the training will never be as good as it was. And that is because we taught more than firematics. We also taught about Brotherhood, about tradition, about our history. Not only did we teach it, we live by it too. The people that have stood by have made great personnel sacrifices to do so. They have pulled articles from the magazine after waiting forever to have that first one published. They have removed themselves from the advisory boards of both the show and magazines, and they have decided not to return to teach at the FDIC. They have done this on their own, in support of a Brother and the Brotherhood. The are men of their word and I applaud them and I thank them.

I would like to recommend that we add another “sign” to our signature.
“DTRT”.
Do the Right Thing.
Now with everything going on in our lives, both personnel and professional, this may be sometimes hard to do. We are always pulled in several directions when there are tough decisions to be made. Even after weighting all the possibilities or options, decisions are sometimes still very hard to make. But, under closer examination, there usually is a “right thing”. It may take personnel sacrifice, it may not be what you really would want to do, but it is the correct thing to do.

In our professional lives, especially for younger F/F’s, I have “borrowed” something from a Brother of mine, Tim Klett of the FDNY. It is called the 4 UPS.

The first is, Listen up: When you are first starting in the Fire Service, there is a lot going on. You are entering a culture that is unlike any other one on this planet. You will hear stories, tales and just plain BS. But listen carefully. That is our past talking. All of the information has value; it is up to you to determine how much value it has to you. Listen to the older, over-the-hill, past-their-prime, malcontents, for the little “pearls of wisdom” that aren’t in any textbooks. A lot of important information that will help keep you safe and alive on the fire ground is not written down. The fire service is very young. We are loosing our experience. The F/F’s that went to fires during the war years are slowly retiring. Talk to them before they leave. We are loosing our history, we are loosing our past. Don’t let this happen.

The second up is, Clean up: The firehouse is your second home. Treat it as such. And if you are the junior F/F working, you are the lowest on the totem pole. You get the dirty work, you get to do the dishes, and you get to mop the floors, and you get to clean the toilets. This is not based on any prejudices of race, sex, or religion. It is based on the fact that all the junior people before you did it, or should have done it. You do it until the next probie is assigned to that company. It is part of belonging, it is doing what you should be doing. And it is always pretty funny, because in my experience, the ones that piss and moan about doing the chores usually end up doing them by themselves for a long time. But the ones that just do it, the ones that are the first to get up to head for the sink after a meal, usually find that they have help. They become excepted into the “family” a little quicker.

The third up is, Step up: this goes hand in hand with the previous “up” but there is more. Be involved in your company and in your department. Attend company functions, help run them if possible. In NYC every company I ever worked in would have a company picnic in the summer, a Christmas party in the fire house in December, and a dinner-dance sometime during the year. Become a productive member of your Company.
Above all, go to funerals and services, especially the line of duty ones. Pay your respects. Become a part of the fire service by deed and not by mouth.

The last up is my favorite; Shut up. This one goes well with listen up, but actually goes a little further. Spend more time listening and doing than talking about it. Show by your actions and your deeds what type of F/F and member of this great Brotherhood you are.

In our personnel lives, DTRT, means take care of our families. Take care of your loved ones.  Think before you act. And when all else fails, go with your heart, Do the right thing.
Say as you do; do as you say.
Say what you mean; mean what you say.
Remember, A man is only as good as his word. Talk is cheap; backing your talk up is priceless.

 

An Open Letter to the Hollywood Bunch

Ok, let's just say for a moment you bunch of pampered, overpaid, unrealistic children had your way and the U.S.A. didn't go into Iraq.

Let's say that you really get your way and we destroy all our nuclear weapons and stick daisies in our gun barrels and sit around with some white wine and cheese and pat ourselves on the back, so proud of what we've done for world peace.

Let's say that we cut the military budget to just enough to keep the National Guard on hand to help out with floods and fires. Let's say that we close down our military bases all over the world and bring the troops home, increase our foreign aid and drop all the trade sanctions against everybody.

I suppose that in your fantasy world this would create a utopian world where everybody would live in peace. After all, the great monster, the United States of America, the cause of all the world's trouble would have disbanded it's horrible military and certainly all the other countries of the world would follow suit. After all, they only arm themselves to defend their countries from the mean old U.S.A.

Why you bunch of pitiful, hypocritical, idiotic, spoiled mugwumps. Get your head out of the sand and smell the Trade Towers burning. Do you think that a trip to Iraq by Sean Penn did anything but encourage a wanton murderer to think that the people of the U.S.A. didn't have the nerve or the guts to fight him?

Barbra Streisand's fanatical and hateful rankings about George Bush make about as much sense as Michael Jackson hanging a baby over a railing.

You people need to get out of Hollywood once in a while and get out into the real world. You¹d be surprised at the hostility you would find out here. Stop in at a truck stop and tell an overworked, long distance truck driver that you don¹t think Saddam Hussein is doing anything wrong. Tell a farmer with a couple of sons in the military that you think the United States has no right to defend itself. Go down to Baxley, Georgia and hold an anti-war rally and see what the folks down there think about you. Please visit Clarksville, Tennessee and the 101st Airborne and talk that ____. Please visit those Real Americans.

You people are some of the most disgusting examples of a waste of protoplasm I¹ve ever had the displeasure to hear about. Sean Penn, you¹re a traitor to the United States of America. You gave aid and comfort to the enemy. How many American lives will your little "fact finding trip" to Iraq cost? You encouraged Saddam to think that we didn't have the stomach for war. You people protect one of the most evil men on the face of this earth and won't lift a finger to save the life of an unborn baby.

Freedom of choice you say? Well I'm going to exercise some freedom of choice of my own. If I see any of your names on a marquee, I'm going to boycott the movie. I will completely stop going to movies if I have to. In most cases it certainly wouldn't be much of a loss.

You scoff at our military who's boots you're not even worthy to shine. They go to battle and risk their lives so ingrates like you can live in luxury. The day of reckoning is coming when you will be faced with the undeniable truth that the war against Saddam Hussein is the war on terrorism.

America is in imminent danger. You¹re either for her or against her. There is no middle ground. I think we all know where you stand. I will stand with the soldiers, airmen, and sailors. The hard working men and women of this great country. Not the overpaid, pansy ____, Hollywood wimp wanna be's and has been's, who can't hold a candle to real American's, the middle class blue collar workers.

What do you think? Boycott any Hollywood type that protest against the USA.

God Bless America
Charlie Daniels

 

LT. Andy Fredricks - Squad 18 FDNY - Killed 9/11/01

At the time of his untimely death, Andy was rising through the ranks and had a passion for fire attack methodologies which was making him a fire service giant.

"People asked me, am I old school? I guess in many ways i am because I truly believe that tradition is important to the long-term survival of the fire service."

"To me, the fire service is still dirty hose and brass nozzle tips, seasoned firefighters who know what it means to pull a ceiling and know what to do when they're told to trim a window...and it's about chiefs who trust their instincts and exude that command presence."

"I view the two-in/two-out rule as a copout standard," he opined to a broad national audience, "When the two who are in are in trouble, what are the two who are our going to be able to do? My experience is that it may take a half dozen or more firefighters...to rescue just one firefighter in distress...to me, the safest way to operate if there are only four personnel available for interior firefighting, I think, is all four in. And the reason is that the search for victims will be completed more quickly, but most important, water will be applied to the seat of the fire in a shorter time frame, which eliminates all the hazards the two-in/two-out rule was created to address in the first place."

 

George Carlin

(His wife recently died...)
Isn't it amazing that George Carlin the gross and mouthy
comedian of the 70's and 80's could write something so very
eloquent ...

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller
buildings but shorter tempers, wider freeways, but narrower
viewpoints. We spend more, but have less, we buy more, but
enjoy less. We have bigger houses and smaller families, more
conveniences, but less time. We have more degrees but less
sense, more knowledge, but less judgment, more experts, yet
more problems, more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly,
laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too
late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much,
and pray too seldom. We have multiplied our possessions, but
reduced our values. We talk too much, love too seldom, and
hate too often.

We've learned how to make a living, but not a life. We've
added years to life not life to years. We've been all the
way to the moon and back, but have trouble crossing the
street to meet a new neighbor. We conquered outer space but
not inner space. We've done larger things, but not better
things.

We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul. We've
conquered the atom, but not our prejudice. We write more,
but learn less. We plan more, but accomplish less. We've
learned to rush, but not to wait. We build more computers to
hold more information, to produce more copies than ever, but
we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion, big
men and small character, steep profits and shallow
relationships. These are the days of two incomes but more
divorce, fancier houses, but broken homes. These are days of
quick trips, disposable diapers, throwaway morality, one
night stands, overweight bodies, and pills that do
everything from cheer, to quiet, to kill. It is a time when
there is much in the showroom window and nothing in the
stockroom. A time when technology can bring this letter to
you, and a time when you can choose either to share this
insight, or to just hit delete.

Remember, spend some time with your loved ones, because they
are not going to be around forever. Remember, say a kind
word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that
little person soon will grow up and leave your side.
Remember, to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because
that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and
it doesn't cost a cent.

Remember, to say, "I love you" to your partner and your
loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace
will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you.
Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday
that person will not be there again. Give time to love, give
time to speak, and give time to share the precious thoughts
in your mind.

Life is not measured by the number of breaths we take, but
by the moments that take our breath away.

   
 

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