I was a special child...
The mind of a child is a funny thing. It can take something really great, and build it up to something really awesome. It can believe that something fictional is very real. And it can twist something simple into something absolutely terrifying. Or maybe it was just my mind... I think I was 5 years old when I went to the library the day the fire department came for an educational visit. We were just there to rent books, but when it was announced that the fire department would be speaking briefly at the back of the building, the people I was with decided it would be nice to go check it out. I remember pretty vehemently not wanting to do this. When we got out back, there was a giant firetruck and a dozen men standing around, dressed in their uniforms. As if that weren't intimidating enough for a young child. There were lots of kids gathered around with their parents, waiting in anticipation to hear all about the world of fighting fires and saving lives. The Chief of the depar...