Monday, February 22, 2010

Monastic Lexicon #13


The Fairfield Fire Department is our local, volunteer rescue and response team. The firehouse is located about 2 miles west of us, toward the city of Erie. Their area of responsibility is along the lake shore for 2-3 miles and about a mile south. This strip includes 4-5 institutions with an elderly population so many of their calls are for medical emergencies or transport.

They are a generous and well-trained group and we are very grateful for their presence here in Harborcreek Township. Once a year we invite all the volunteer fire fighters, rescue teams and their families here for a spaghetti dinner---complete with door prizes and neighborly socializing. They seem to really look forward to this annual dinner as we do.

This year the new chief--son of the longtime chief who is still a volunteer member--gave a little greeting and talk at the microphone. He was quite articulate and very funny. The one story that really broke us up, though we controlled ourselves admirably, was when he said this: "We love coming here for this dinner and even for calls. Whenever we do, whether it is 2:00 in the afternoon or 2:00 in the morning, we always go home with a couple loaves of fresh bread. And another thing we can always count on, too: as soon as we walk in the door, there's a sister at every corner, even at 2:00 a.m. in her bathrobe, pointing and directing us to the right place."

As I said, we laughed courteously, but inside were howling! Nothing goes on in a house of 60+ that is secret--not even illness!

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