Sunday, February 23, 2014

My Thoughts on Training


So I’ve been sitting here trying to think of what to write for my next blog. I tried writing one on respect but I couldn’t get my thoughts on that subject out, so I’ll leave that topic for another time. So today I’m going to talk about training. Given the option of training and goofing off, I’ll pick training every time hands down. Why do you ask, well cause I love to train, I like to know what my job is and how to do it and how to do it well. I’ve met and seen a lot of people who don’t like to train. They’d rather sit around and tell stories or watch as others train. These people aren’t just found in one station or department they are everywhere. I encountered them on my first day on the job, where instead of training they wanted to play a video game. Lucky for me there was another guy who thought like me who’d been on the department for awhile and asked me if I’d like to go out and learn something, and of course I was happy to go.
Now we can’t change how everyone approaches training, but for those of us who enjoy training and want to get as much out of it as we can we need to not lose that mindset, and when a new guy or girl comes to the hall and you see they want to learn we have the duty to teach them what we know. Pass along what we’ve learned to others that want to learn. The people at your hall who slack off during training will eventually fall in with you or they will quit. There are two kinds of fire fighters those that just want to look cool in a department shirt, and those that actually want to do the job. Both are pretty easy to spot. Look around your hall I’m sure you’ll see who is who pretty quick. And training doesn’t just quit at the fire hall or on training nights. Go in on your free time learn your trucks, practice what you’ve learned in your own time, study your notes or your textbook. I’m not saying give your whole life over to it, many of us are volunteers, but instead of watching television brush up on your first aid or CPR, anything is better than nothing. And you never know when or where we will need a certain skill. Many departments can only  devote one night a year to a certain subject, do you think you’ll remember that information two months from now when you need to use it in real life? You might, but if you’re like me and don’t do something that often you may forget it. It’s your live on the line, and our brothers and sisters in the fire service if we can’t do our job properly and the best to our ability. So I guess what I’m saying is next time you’re at the hall pay as much attention to your training as possible, and leave the stories till after the night is over. Or if you’re sitting at home and playing video games or watching TV grab your textbook and read a chapter or two. You never know when you’ll need that information. I’m not saying I’m perfect at this myself, I don’t study every night, but I try to do it at least once or twice a week. Anyway stay safe brothers and sisters and never stop training. 

Wednesday, February 5, 2014

How It All Got Started




I think we all have our own reasons for joining the fire service, some of us join because one of our parents did it, or a grandparent, and we grew up hearing the stories of calls or watching them run out the door when the pager went off. Others join because friends have joined, or because they have moved to town and thought it would be a great way to meet people. This list could go on but I think you get what I’m saying, that we all have a reason we decided to get out of bed, or miss a family dinner to go help a complete stranger in there darkest hour.
My own story is a simple one really my father was a fire fighter in Merricksville, Ontario and a member of the Tri County Rescue Team. He quit both departments not long after I was born and became an over the road truck driver. I don’t remember him being on the department, but I heard the stories and saw how his face would light up whenever he saw a truck. He told me once that he applied to Ottawa for a full time position but since he didn’t have a grade 12 he couldn’t get on. I do remember going threw his desk draw when I was a kid and finding newspaper clippings of fires he’d been on and photos of him in the paper.  Now just because my father had been a fire fighter didn’t install a want or need for me to join up or grow up wanting to be a fire fighter. I remember watching the movie Backdraft and being scared of fire after that. But I grew up wanting to help people I just didn’t know how I wanted to do it.
In high school I decided I wanted to join the Army, and did so as soon as I met the minimum age requirement in my last year. In December of 1999 I was sworn into the Army Reserve and served with the Governor General Foot Guard. My best friend at the time wanted to be a cop and was in college taking Police Foundations, since we did pretty much everything alike I followed suit. It wasn’t long after starting school I decided being a Police Officer wasn’t for me. I dropped out of school and for a year or so wasn’t sure what I wanted to do. I decided to try the Army full time, but in the end it’s not really where I wanted to be. I loved my time in the Army and made some amazing friends and did some pretty cool things.
So after getting out of the Army I saw an ad in the paper for extras for a movie, they needed soldiers and I figured well I was just one in real life I’m sure I can fake it. So I answered the ad and went to set. Well answering that ad set in motion a career in film and television that lasted 4 years. While doing the film thing I applied to the Smiths Falls Fire Department, I never heard back from them, which was upsetting but I moved on from it. After one film I was working on I really didn’t like myself and who I was at that point in time. So I moved west and started a new career in Telecom.
So I was living in Calgary when I met Thomas Blasetti. Thomas and I worked together on the line crew and him and I got to talking he was a Volunteer with Rocky View County. After talking to him and telling him how I felt and about wanting to help people he told me that Rocky View had a Paid On Call program. Now being a POC in that department was different from most POC’s. In Rocky View you sign up and do 24 hour or 12 Hour shifts with the full time guys at one of the 3 full time stations. Since I didn’t live near one of the volunteer halls I figured why not give it a try.  So I applied in the Spring and never heard a thing, so I figured well maybe this just isn’t meant to be. In August of 2009 I got an email asking me to come in for an interview for a POC position. Needless to say I was very excited, so had my interview and was told that I’d hear ether way if I got on or not. The next couple of weeks every time I checked my email I was hoping to see a welcome aboard you’re now a fire fighter. It was September 11th 1pm in the afternoon Thomas and I were putting up cable in trailer park. I heard my Blackberry go off telling me I had an email. I pulled my phone out and sure enough there was an email from Rocky View. Nervously I opened the email and started to read. Congratulations Christopher you’ve been chosen to be a Paid On Call Fire Fighter with the County of Rocky View! I radioed Thomas who was working in the bucket, he came down and walked over and shock my hand. He was the first to welcome me to the brotherhood, he then remarked on how it was interesting to find out I had gotten on the department on 9/11.
In October I had my first shift at Station 72, that morning we had a massive snowstorm I was so nervous figuring we would be getting a ton of calls that day. Turns out we didn’t get a single call the whole day, we did some training and bonded with the guys I was on shift with. It wasn’t till my next shift at the same Station that I got my first call which was a medical call at the mall in our area. When we got back from the call I had the biggest smile on my face. One of the full time guys asked me why I was smiling, I never told him the real reason but it was because I knew exactly where I belonged, it had just taken me sometime to get there.