Behind the house there's the old railroad bed, now a walking path and also a widening of this path where there used to be poubelles, the ubiquitous waste and recycling bins. Already parked there for the weekend was a jolly green giant of what I call a "Lull", a construction tractor for lifting roofers and materials for the Glancy's new roof next door. So it was amazing when the fire department arrived this morning--Sunday!-- and parked a rescue truck and captain's car alongside.
I looked around among the guys (and one woman) and eventually caught sight of Pascal Martina the
The helmets are pretty amazing. If I joined it would be to wear a helmet like this once in a while. I find it a little odd that the rest of the uniform is so totally functional and non-glamorous.
|This is how to hold your lips when pronouncing the "u" in super|
|I didn't see the pretty girl wearing her helmet|
Happily they weren't in sapeur mode but seemed to be just practicing using harnesses and climbing equipment. It took around a quarter hour to attach what appeared to be a hoisting rope about 16 feet along the bridge. The sign on their truck read, "Assistance to victims" but nothing about being a "fast squad" as in Vermont. (I used to get a kick out of the volunteers from Fairlee who had decals on their pickup trucks that actually read, "Fairlee Fast Squad")
It seems to me that Andy Siegler was right, that the French "do systems really well," The two teams were obviously well prepared and each had an older and wiser person in charge, Pascal on the downstream side.