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Showing posts with label Fire Trucks. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Fire Trucks. Show all posts

Saturday, December 31, 2011

301: Fireman and Kids

Seem the year will end with some excitement in the neighborhood. The lady across the street from us smelled gas and called the fire department. Well this event attracted a crowd. After everything was resolved one of the fireman walked across the street to a young lad and asked if he might like to have his picture taken in the firetruck. As the family photographer ran home to grab a camera, I did like wise.

Future Fireman?

What happened next I have see countless times before. It seems to me an unspoken requirement to be a good fireman is to love kids. This fireman was no exception he spent several minutes making the youngster's experience a delight. The fireman also paid careful attention not only in meeting the child's needs, he (by his actions) suggested the best photo ops.

Great Job, MR Fireman, Thanks!!!

In closing I need to point out this is a male specific comments. Some of the nicest firemen I have ever met were ladies and I mean real ladies, the kind I have the utmost respect for.

Friday, October 8, 2010

108: Street Photography -- Public Servents

Medical Standby

After spending 30 years in public service (Fire and Law Enforcement) I learned that very seldom your "clients" are happy to see you, and then you can almost never do the job right, according to the "clients." Well I posted this just to say "I Thank All of You, for what you do."

And so it is documenting the human condition.

Tuesday, September 21, 2010

93: Photojournalism -- Hot Pants

Overload -- Too many Hot Pants?

Someone commented, A couple of the images are basically just to have a image for the day. Today is another one of them days.

Friday, August 6, 2010

47: Details

Seven or Seventy,
A man cannot walk by a firetruck without taking notice.
They always seems to bring out the kid in us.