Based on the blog by the same name, Pipe Nozzle goes beyond memoir to include essays, comment, and narrative on Connecticut firefighting forty years ago. You'll read detailed accounts of working fires, rescues, arson, car fires, and more. "These narratives, then, are both chronicle and an... read more
“As they approached the final right turn from Pequot onto Neptune Avenue that led across Ocean Avenue and down a short hill past rooming houses to the Ocean Beach Park entrance, Dembeck nudged the rookie and they all saw it at the same time. No one spoke. They didn’t need to. It was that sudden, as if the sun had popped up three hours early. They hung onto the back with one hand and with the other began to buckle their coats, check the straps on their helmets, get their gloves on. . . .”
“When the rookie started to speak in a normal tone of voice, they quickly hushed him and, at the same time, he noticed the woman’s legs in panty hose among the wooden remnants of what had been the floor under her seat. She had gone through up to her waist and was pinned there, still in her seat, even after they removed her husband. The Mystic chiefs were surveying the wreckage to figure out a way to move the woman without moving her; how to disassemble to bus from around the woman safely without causing further injury. At the same time, they were stalling until they found a doctor who would visit the scene and administer morphine to the woman—just in case. The morphine would kill the pain and calm her so she would stop thrashing around, possibly adding to her injuries, which may or may not include her spine. . . .”
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