Yeah, so again today I was humbled by the men and women who
serve their communities! I was coming out of the parking lot at our neighborhood drugstore and noticed smoke pouring out of an upstairs window of an apartment complex. I thought for a second somebody has to be over there, handling it. But I drove
thru a yellow light at the corner of Cherokee and
seconds later, the SDFD gets there and they start doing their thing. It was amazing to watch. Just like clock-work, they get the hoses out, start the water going and run into the complex. I am standing there, with a lump in my throat because it is not lost on me what tomorrow is the anniversary of. And I can say, with 100% certainty, these men and women I am watching would have
done the same thing in New York City, running towards the sh*t, while everybody else is running away. They get the fire out and I am asked to stay and speak with the fire investigator when he
arrives. I start talking with a few of the firefighters and am asking general questions about what they do, etc. Again, humbled. The fact that their pensions are so effed up and now non-existent and they still go into the fray, each and every day staggers me. After I spoke with the investigator, I shake the hands of Fireman Jeff and Police Officer Mike Chinn, telling them thank you for what they do for us. Officer Chinn asks me my name and I say Mike Costa. He says “Costa from the radio?” I say yes, sheepishly and he ends up being a big fan of The Drive. Crazy who you are
gonna meet at a fire.
So to Officer Chinn and the other police men and women who were there, Fireman Jeff, the other men and women of the San Diego Fire Department’s Engine 5, Engine 8, Engine 14, Truck 14 and Battalion Chief Garcia, thank you and God Bless you all for what you do for us!
Here’s a shot of these ass-kickers doing their thing!
Talk to you soon,