Back in 1976, I received this plastic helmet for my third birthday. That toy helmet is the closest I ever got to becoming a fireman. One of my best friends, however, continued down that path. In the early 90s while I was busy delivering pizza, flunking out of college, and wondering what I wanted to do with my life, my friend Andy already knew: he wanted to be a fireman. In addition to working two full time jobs (delivering packages for UPS every day and delivering pizzas every night), Andy was also volunteering at his local fire department. I know… (read more)