Wow, that picture of the twin screw Tower Ladder 6 brings back memories......That was the first Philly company I ever rode with as a buff. I remember many, many Friday or Saturday nights riding the R3 Train line from Montgomery County where I lived, down to Market East station, and then getting on the Market St. bus (I cant remember the number) and out to 43rd Street........What an adventure for a non-city boy from the middle-upper class suburbs! I got off the bus, and no one was in the station- waiting around was fun, especially at night <img src='http://www.firepics.net/groupboards/public/style_emoticons/<#EMO_DIR#>/machinegun.gif' class='bbc_emoticon' alt='
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One night I was on the bus, and here comes E5 and TL6 down Market Street heading east towards downtown. As I was mumbling "schitt I missed another one...." I got off the bus at 43rd Street, and I see the nose of the suburban pull out of the station and onto 43rd street, and then come out onto Market making a left. The Chief's Aide saw me, and the suburban came to a halt right there in the middle of the left hand lane of eastbound Market Street- The Aide waved furiously at me to get in- And let me tell you I tank him to this day, as it was a job in a vacant warehouse that went to a 4th alarm- that I got some truly spectacular pictures at. (Chief un-named in order to protect the guilty!)
I was a regular buff with the "C" platoon for about 2 years, with both E5 and TL6- that is until Bn 11 got a new Chief- who had a pure hatred for vollies. I was a volly at the time, yes, but when I rode, I was a PFD BUFF first and foremost. In fact, very few of the guys knew I was a volly and the ones that did know didnt care. Later on I heard that he kicked me out so that he could bring in his son and his friends to ride.
Those were some great times. I saw a LOT of fire riding on that Scope!
' />One night I was on the bus, and here comes E5 and TL6 down Market Street heading east towards downtown. As I was mumbling "schitt I missed another one...." I got off the bus at 43rd Street, and I see the nose of the suburban pull out of the station and onto 43rd street, and then come out onto Market making a left. The Chief's Aide saw me, and the suburban came to a halt right there in the middle of the left hand lane of eastbound Market Street- The Aide waved furiously at me to get in- And let me tell you I tank him to this day, as it was a job in a vacant warehouse that went to a 4th alarm- that I got some truly spectacular pictures at. (Chief un-named in order to protect the guilty!)
I was a regular buff with the "C" platoon for about 2 years, with both E5 and TL6- that is until Bn 11 got a new Chief- who had a pure hatred for vollies. I was a volly at the time, yes, but when I rode, I was a PFD BUFF first and foremost. In fact, very few of the guys knew I was a volly and the ones that did know didnt care. Later on I heard that he kicked me out so that he could bring in his son and his friends to ride.
Those were some great times. I saw a LOT of fire riding on that Scope!
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