Quoting from KE 0 GXN ---
"Play/volunteer at your own risk I guess, but its one thing to risk your own life with non-compliant gear however, if an incident occurs and innocent lives are lost...well, what do you tell those folks families? Not to mention don't you think you owe to your own family to back alive?"
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KE Zero sums up my whole point- though I doubt in realizing it.
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In these rural communities, no one is 'Playing Firemen, Cops etc." These are people that have chosen to live off the path of protected society. My mountain town example is but one such community- like many others, isolated by _________ (fill in the blank) geography.
Is it reasonable for the tax payers of such a county with a total population barely that of a metropolitan subdivison-- to fund/staff a sub-station fire/police/rescue unit, an hour's drive from the nearest paved road? ....for the protection of but a handful of residents who choose to live out in the Styxx's?.. Of course it isn't.
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"H*ll, if those yokels want Protection, let 'em pack up their turnip wagons and move into towne n' live like the rest of us civilised folk"
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Well, they are hardly Yokels - they just don't want to live the 'civilised way.' They pay their taxes, and, true, they get (although abbreviated) county services-- if you consider it can take a sheriff's deputy 90 minutes to answer a call-- "service."
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So what do you do?... Call 911 and twiddle your thumbs as your house burns, you baby goes into anaphylaxis, that weird dude has pulled a knife on the store owner?? Give me a break!
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....You DO something. And as responsible citizens, you first TRY to call the higher authorities- then you ACT-- these aren't people playing suburban rescue wanabee's, or vigilantes- whatever- They are calm rational people that know they represent the only thin line between sanity and chaos.
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So they work closely with their Sheriff, they take courses and practice with the county and Forest Service fire people, they become EMT's and First Respond'rs- they operate the mechanisms of village governance unpaid (ie:"volunteers')... They take charge where there is no "State", no "County," until State/County show up.... There is no one else to step in during an emergency.
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Going back to the original quote:
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"...... if an incident occurs and innocent lives are lost...well, what do you tell those folks families? Not to mention don't you think you owe to your own family to back alive?"
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(and I am hardly picking on you KE Zero......
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What DO you tell them if you just stood there like a moon-faced cow, and did nothing? This is the West--these folks (me too) don't just stand by and do nothing. And if someone gets hurt ?.. well, how much less would be the life long pain of remorse felt if they stood there like a bunch of sheep, waiting for the county fire crew an hour away; mean while watching some child burns to death.
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So they may have some old equipment, and maybe they don't play by big city rules- but we don't come blubbering and complaining to the 'authorities' for things that can't be given, ...but we can handle themselves. I challenge anyone that doubts this is still alive in America, to visit the Intermountain West, go into the bush of Alaska, and see it for themselves. I know those that catch this Spirit are never the same afterwards.
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Sorry Guys, I'll get off my Soap Box... I think this about all I have to say here ....Cheers!
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(exits stage Right)
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Oh, almost forgot this--
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We visited that really off-the-grid, partial ghost town this evening --a collection of buildings, high above treeline--- scatter'd about a vast amphitheatre formed by 13,000 mountains. It s strictly a summer colony- with but a handful of colourful souls living there 'until the snow flies' and the road closes. Step back to a West of the late 19th century.......
We met a property owner- 'resident' is kind'a unfair since no one resides there but a few summer months. He graciously told us somethings about life above timberline.
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"What do you do if there is a fire?" my friend asked
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"Well M'am, we been lucky... never had one."
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"I guess we'd use those" he continued, pointing to a row of old painted leather buckets lining the porch of the one room school house.
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".....Form an old fashion bucket brigade, I guess... if we are sober enough"...he laff'd as he walked off.
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My friend said softly, out of his hearing:
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"You should have asked him Lauri, if those buckets have current certifications"
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..........................CF