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{March 16, 2013}   Fight For Your Life

That’s pretty much the pep talk my Chief gave us prior to this morning’s Town Meeting. We’re in desperate need of a new or used fire truck but the Selectmen have all but told us “tough shit”. We are fighting for our lives… the attack pumper we have now has a broken frame and if it lets go while we’re screaming down the road with 2500 gallons of water on it the chances of us surviving are very little to none. Unfortunately, this town’s taxpayers are wary of having their taxes go up by $14 a year. Again, unfortunately, we’re risking our lives on a daily basis for them but they hold little regard to ours.

The meeting will be a war zone this morning. To top it all off my Chief has planned battle with my Mother. He has her planning to speak up about how two of her children are on that truck at any given time. Everyone knows how volatile my Mother is. I dare someone to challenge her.



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