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Growing Up in Alameda: A gift that keeps on living

Station Four, 8:30 p.m. December 23

I’m lieutenant at Alameda Fire Station Four, Harbor Bay Isle, and John Laramie is the engineer. We’re looking forward to a quiet shift being that Harbor Bay is in the suburbs.

The only thing keeping us awake this afternoon is the constant thud of golf clubs on the 16th hole of the golf complex and an occasional ball bouncing off my office wall. A trip to the store, some familiarization, and back home for a quick workout; the day is done. It’s so different from our inner city stations. Read more >> about Growing Up in Alameda: A gift that keeps on living

Amblin' Alameda: Out of towners

We are spending the weekend with friends and family from out of town, who are here to celebrate my sweetie's birthday. These are old friends who have come from the East Coast and Southern California and are themselves the presents my sweetie requested.

We ate breakfast in a local restaurant this morning and it was quite a sight: Five old geezers around the table, pretty much laughing our heads off and enjoying each others' company. Read more >> about Amblin' Alameda: Out of towners

Growing Up in Alameda: What front door?

August 1969, 1:00 a.m.

My mind returns to my first structure fire. I am riding the tailboard with Moe Hale. He is extremely confident and anxious to get into the battle.

As I look ahead, with a mix of apprehension and excitement, I see a fully involved two-story house, with Pete Matulich silhouetted in the flames. Moe says, “Captain Steckler will have us go through the front door.”

I ask in a somewhat agitated voice, “What front door? You mean that ball of flame?”

The reply comes: “Yeah, no sweat.” Read more >> about Growing Up in Alameda: What front door?

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