Firehouses and Flashing Lights
Those of you who have been reading this blog a while know that in San Antonio I lived across the street from a firehouse. Most homes in my neighborhood were gated estates set back from the road, but I walked everywhere I could and ran in my neighborhood at night, so the firefighters would often see me outside and we'd say hello, and then chat a bit, and then we became friends. One year I couldn't go home for Thanksgiving and when they found out, invited me over to have Thanksgiving dinner with them. I brought pumpkin pound cake and we had a delicious dinner. (Firefighters are awesome cooks.) I was pretty honored they'd ask me to join them, and it remains a memorable Thanksgiving. I'm sure it's the only Thanksgiving I'll ever spend in a firehouse.
I feel like firehouses are special places; they are setup up just to protect and help. Especially after living overseas, I appreciate that we have these places, and people willing to serve in them. I think nothing really bad could ever happen to you in a firehouse. I love the tools they keep there, too. And the historical architecture is gorgeous. I so enjoyed making my video of NYC firehouses on the historic register.
When I was in NYC, I had the chance to get a short tour of Engine 55 in Little Italy. I was taking a picture from the street for my collection and this guy noticed me and invited me in. Their firehouse was beautiful and had housed horse-drawn engines, so it was very interesting, too.
And this firehouse is in Washington Heights, Engine 93/Ladder 45. It's a long and little sad story how I ended up inside this firehouse, so forgive me for not sharing it in detail, but the firefighter who spoke to me and took this picture was really nice and down-to-earth. He knew a lot about Washington Heights, which was really interesting.
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I took down the KTV video I posted a few weeks ago because, and I don't know how I didn't think of this before, I realized the PERFECT music to play in the background. So if you want to see the new and improved version, click here.
Other F things I love:
Fish (any kind, there's no water creature I won't eat)
Faux fur
This lime green FranklinCovey laptop bag; too expensive for me at the time I found it, but I still love it.
I feel like firehouses are special places; they are setup up just to protect and help. Especially after living overseas, I appreciate that we have these places, and people willing to serve in them. I think nothing really bad could ever happen to you in a firehouse. I love the tools they keep there, too. And the historical architecture is gorgeous. I so enjoyed making my video of NYC firehouses on the historic register.
When I was in NYC, I had the chance to get a short tour of Engine 55 in Little Italy. I was taking a picture from the street for my collection and this guy noticed me and invited me in. Their firehouse was beautiful and had housed horse-drawn engines, so it was very interesting, too.
And this firehouse is in Washington Heights, Engine 93/Ladder 45. It's a long and little sad story how I ended up inside this firehouse, so forgive me for not sharing it in detail, but the firefighter who spoke to me and took this picture was really nice and down-to-earth. He knew a lot about Washington Heights, which was really interesting.
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I took down the KTV video I posted a few weeks ago because, and I don't know how I didn't think of this before, I realized the PERFECT music to play in the background. So if you want to see the new and improved version, click here.
Other F things I love:
Fish (any kind, there's no water creature I won't eat)
Faux fur
This lime green FranklinCovey laptop bag; too expensive for me at the time I found it, but I still love it.
Comments
I love your love for firehouses....(and perhaps firemen too?)
That bag is amazing.
I can't hear the updated video, having sound issues on my laptop!
Oh and you look fab in that hat:)
I kid, I kid!
Tee hee!
Faux fur rocks! But not on fish.
ps: hope you have good thanksgiving plans for this year?