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[larryshapiro]

Barrie Fire Department, ON

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The early history of the Penn Yan Fire Department

By Jonathan Monfiletto

Penn Yan has had some sort of organized fire protection since shortly after its incorporation as a village in 1833. In fact, the Penn Yan Fire Department of today can trace its origins to an organization established in 1835.

That fall, after a fire destroyed an early Yates County courthouse building, a meeting took place at the American Hotel (the modern-day site of Long’s Cards & Books) in which Thomas Locke called for volunteers to join what was then called Fire Engine Company No. 1. With a certificate signed by Village President Abraham Wagener – the man considered the founding father of Penn Yan – the company purchased a brake and suction engine called the Neptune. The engine, stored in a building on Elm Street (coincidentally, likely near the site of the present firehouse), joined a hand engine called the Cataract, which was kept in a shack on North Avenue.

That Cataract was part of the village’s earliest firefighting efforts, which involved the mythical but real bucket brigade. During the earliest days of the settlement that became Penn Yan, the residents of the time sought a form of fire protection and organized themselves into a bucket brigade. Leather buckets were distributed to the 300 or so homeowners who lived in the Penn Yan area at the time, and when a fire erupted in the village they were expected to seize their buckets, head to the scene of the fire, and form a bucket brigade.

It was not just a sense of duty but a local ordinance that called upon residents to keep their buckets at the ready in their homes and respond to fires with their buckets, ready to take their places in the line and hand the bucket to fight the fire. Supporting these efforts, with the rapid growth in population and constant increase in buildings, was the purchase of the Cataract. However, the Cataract complemented rather than replaced the efforts of the bucket brigade, as Lewis Cass Aldrich describes the Cataract as “but little greater power than a large ‘squirt-gun’” in his 1892 History of Yates County. Nevertheless, the Cataract was the first piece of firefighting equipment in Penn Yan and was used for 20 or so years.

While Company No. 1, with Locke as the chief engineer, continued operating the Neptune, another group of volunteers formed Cataract Company No. 2 in 1838 to take charge of that engine. In the 1840s, a wooden building went up on the north side of Chapel Street to store the engine along with a homemade hook-and-ladder truck. In those days, firefighters drew water from the Keuka Lake Outlet with leather firehoses and had just enough hose to blast a stream of water 330 feet in any direction from the corner of Main and Elm streets.

Starting in the 1850s, and into the 1860s and 1870s, the village began installing underground pipes and reservoirs to improve the water supply. However, it wasn’t until 1894 – when the system was completed – that firefighters had ample access to this water supply. In the meantime, a group of citizens formed Keuka No. 1 in 1851 and Excelsior No. 2 in 1855. While Excelsior No. 2 was situated in an engine house at the corner of Main Street and North Avenue, Keuka No. 1 was located on Main Street at the firehouse that eventually burned in 1967. During this time, the fire department purchased its third brake engine – from Wright and Company, of Rochester – in 1856 and a Button and Blake machine from Waterford in 1858.

With the purchase of Penn Yan’s first steam engine in 1871, 83 members organized Keuka Engine Company that October. The steam engine was purchased from Silsby Manufacturing Company, of Seneca Falls, a renowned manufacturer of firefighting equipment of the time. The Keuka Engine members sought permission to take charge of Keuka No. 1 and Excelsior No. 2, and later they formed themselves into a hose company called Ellsworth Hose Company. Gen. S.S. Ellsworth, the namesake, was a Civil War hero from Penn Yan.

Meanwhile, the Hydraulic Hose Company – later and still called Hydrant Hose Company – began in 1866, initially using a force pump installed in the building that became The Birkett Mills to fight fires. A hose was attached to the force pump until hydrants were placed along downtown Main Street. Early on, fire hydrants were installed only on Main Street, so Hydrant Hose responded only to fires on Main Street while Ellsworth operated the steam engine throughout the rest of the village.

The Hunter Hook and Ladder Company – named after Yates County Treasurer Charles Hunter – started in 1880 with the purchase of the fire department’s first truck. The company also took charge of the department’s ladders and other equipment. While this company and Ellsworth met in separate rooms of the Main Street firehouse, Hydrant Hose had headquarters that opened in 1886 in Struble’s Arcade. Meanwhile, the Sheldon Hose Company – named after William Sheldon – formed in 1895 and occupied the engine house on Main Street and North Avenue.

In 1905, Hydrant Hose moved its offices from the Arcade to the municipal building on Maiden Lane. About a decade later, in 1916, the company bought the department’s first motorized equipment, a Brockway hose truck with attached chemical tanks.

These four companies – Hydrant Hose, Ellsworth Hose, Hunter Hook and Ladder, and Sheldon Hose, listed in order of establishment – still make up the modern-day Penn Yan Fire Department, with the main firehouse located on Elm Street that opened in June 1969. In 1914, Penn Yan historian Walter Wolcott noted the “(Penn Yan) department of today is an active, alert organization,” with a steam fire engine, a chemical engine, a hook and ladder truck, and three hose companies. With 60 hydrants and several outlying hose houses throughout the village, as well as the water supply from Keuka Lake, “the village is capable of successfully coping with the more serious fires.”

[janslocum]

It's Beginning To Look Like Christmas

Sunday, and yes, we are inching our way to Christmas of last year. And did I tell ya? Daddy has a start date for his new job. So, he told me after I slept twelve straight hours, this was going to be a chillaxin’ kind of day. I didn’t mind. But first things first I guess is mommy and I are going with great grandma to church. I don’t mind this either. You can never have to much of the Lord if you…

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News from Belize, 17 July

А rаnѕоmwаrе grоuр tаrgеtеd Веlіzе Еlесtrісіtу Lіmіtеd (ВЕL) аnd rеlеаѕеd 355 GВ оf соmрrоmіѕеd dаtа, іnсludіng соnfіdеntіаl іnfоrmаtіоn оn еmрlоуееѕ аnd сuѕtоmеrѕ.

The dаtа frоm Веlіzе Еlесtrісіtу Lіmіtеd (ВЕL) wаѕ rеlеаѕеd оn Frіdау bу #RаgnаrLосkеr, а rаnѕоmwаrе grоuр thаt hаd арраrеntlу bееn tаrgеtіng thе utіlіtу соmраnу ѕіnсе Мау.

ВЕL fаіlеd tо rеѕроnd tо thе rаnѕоmwаrе grоuр'ѕ dеmаndѕ, lеаdіng thеm tо рublіѕh thе ѕtоlеn dаtа.

ВЕL іѕ wоrkіng tо іnvеѕtіgаtе аnd аddrеѕѕ thе dаtа lеаk whіlе іmрlеmеntіng рrеvеntаtіvе mеаѕurеѕ tо рrоtесt аgаіnѕt futurе суbеrаttасkѕ.

2. Іn rесоgnіtіоn оf hіѕ соntrіbutіоnѕ, Gаlеn Unіvеrѕіtу аwаrdеd former government minister, Daniel Ѕіlvа, аn hоnоrаrу dосtоrаtе аnd соntіnuеѕ tо hоnоr hіm wіth аn аnnuаl ѕсhоlаrѕhір іn hіѕ nаmе.

Per Love FM: a man has lost his life in a road traffic accident; the Belize City Mayor has said that his preferred cruise port plan is the one sponsored by Stake Bank, which shows the most signs of progress; a man from Cayo Village was reportedly denied medical attention at hospital following a chop wound from a machete; a refurbished fire station was inaugurated over the weekend and a newcommunity hub opened in Stann Creek district.

Breaking Belize News today mеntіоnѕ соntrоvеrѕу ѕurrоundіng Guаtеmаlа'ѕ Рublis Роѕесutоr'ѕ оffісе аnd fоrmеr UDР Rерrеѕеntаtіvе Аnthоnу 'Vооtѕ' Mаrtіnеz launсhіng а rесаll реtіtіоn аgа іnѕt hіѕ ѕuссеѕѕоr. Аddіtіоnаllу, іt mеntіоnѕ Velіzе hоѕtіng thе ХІV АФЕСАVОL Wоmеn'ѕ U-19 Сentrаl Аmеrісаn Сhamріоnѕhіr аnd thе еffесtѕ оf ехtrеmе hеаt іn Аmеrіса.

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International Firefighters Day

Firemen never die, they just burn forever in the hearts of the people whose lives they saved.

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Fire Station

Had my #ArtDeco mind blown yesterday. I thought I knew where ALL the #LongBeach Art Deco was. Was walking in a neighborhood that was cordoned off from most normal traffic once the 405 Freeway was put in near Lakewood Blvd & Willow. Need to go back with the fancy camera even though these mobile telephones ☎️ are getting better and better every day. Fire Station No. 17.

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your gay italian dogs are Kiki and Bouba coded and I love them.

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Bullets & Babies. (Dpxdc)

This was not what Dan had planned for the rest of his life. When the old stopwatch released him from his prison, Dan had a specific idea in mind.

He wanted to go out into the world. Visit every place he never had the chance to before he had decimated it in his own timeline.

Honestly, what's so wrong with just wanting to sip mai tais on a beach?

And Clockwork, for the vagueness he could muster, barely told Dan anything about what was happening. Being told he needed to take Danny and Ellie somewhere safe and protect them until the time was right wasn't exactly much information.

That also didn't explain why two babies were shoved into his arms. It didn't take a genius to figure out who was who.

The little dipsticks still make it easy to tell, even in their less than helpful age. Dan was going to argue. He really was. Barely holding the infant Danny and Ellie by their legs. Almost like a gross piece of meat.

Except, before Dan would utter a single complaint, he wasn't in the Clocktower anymore. Instead, he found himself in a fully furnished two bedroom apartment.

An annoying green sticky note lay on the coffee table. A note that Dan had immediately burned up in his hand. It only added fuel to the boiling anger Dan felt.

"Good Luck :) - CW"

Dan made a vow that the next time he saw the snakey little bastard, he was going to clock him straight on the nose. Screw if it got him tossed back into that thermos.

He wasn't a goddamn babysitter. He didn't have a clue how to handle babies, let alone take care of them for an undetermined time period.

Dan was still seething with anger when baby Ellie had started to cry. The wailing only grated on his nerves more. Of course, baby Danny had to chime in with his wails.

It took annoyingly long for Dan to figure out what was wrong. Ellie needed a diaper change, and Danny was just crying because she was crying.

Dan still muttered curses on Clockwork's name as he did the job. Listen, he might be a monster. He might have destroyed a whole world in a different timeline. He might not have had any qualms in killing children back then.

But that was forever ago, okay? And there was one thing killing a child quick and moving on. It was a completely different thing to let a child sit in their own filth and suffer.

That's how Dan found himself building a life in Gotham City. He tried to set Danny and Ellie up in a daycare, but the two squirts just had to still have their powers.

Living in a shady place like Crime Alley made it easy for Dan to locate a shady babysitter. Now, of course, he didn't hire some random off the street. He did his due diligence and made sure that the two would be in relatively safe hands.

And really, the tiny squirt of a drug runner was nothing against Dan. The kid just needed cash, and Dan had plenty of it. Even if he didn't obtain the cash in the best way possible.

It didn't take long before Dan made a name for himself on the streets. Nothing too crazy, mostly muscle for higher. He tried to keep a low profile, he really did.

But when you take a bullet for a client, word gets around. Apparently, dedicated bodyguards were far and few between. No one needed to know that Dan only took the bullet because he really wanted the second half of the money.

Or that a bullet was nothing for someone like him. He was healed up and back to work the next day. It really was easy money, and Dan would not trade it for a cashier job. He'd rather still be in the thermos.

It took a few months before Dan finally felt like he was killing this. He had a good system. The teen drug runner (now ex drug runner, Dan really out here turning around lives) would watch the kids whenever Dan needed to go out.

Dan had a good flow of jobs and cash coming his was. Danny and Ellie were both healthy and happy. Dan had even caught Danny's first assisted steps on camera, not that he was proud of the little twerp or anything.

Ellie was more of a mess. Her powers kept acting up whenever she got emotional. Not that it was that hard to just ghost baby proof the apartment.

Dan was absolutely killing it at this whole single father of two thing. His days started becoming more routine. He made sure to put effort into making sure the two kids hit the milestones they needed to.

The library and the internet became his best friend. His home bookshelf was just filled with parenting books. Dan might not care about the little parasites, but he wasn't going to half-ass the job either.

Because that's what this was. Just a job. And Dan always completes a job.

Things were going great until they weren't. It was supposed to be a simple job, Dan was just escorting a massive shipment of drugs. His job was to just make sure the supply landed safely, that's all.

Except, his babysitter had to call off for the first time ever. Leaving Dan with a job he needed to do, he already got his first payment. And two babies with no one to watch after.

It probably would have been smart for Dan to have a backup sitter. But this is his first time, okay, sue him for not planning ahead.

So yea, maybe it's not smart to bring along two babies on a rather dangerous escort job. Maybe it is a little weird seeing a massive tank of a man with two babies strapped on his back, and a semi-automatic in hand.

But Dan had made a name for himself. Despite the strange glances, no one said a word about it. Things went smooth from there.

No hiccups. No attempted jacking. Nothing. Which was a little strange for something like this. Keeping Dan on high alert. Despite that, the few guys that were along for the job all seemed relaxed.

The drop-off went just as smoothly. Unloading and reloading the boxes into a new truck. Dan was getting close to being done, he just needed to watch the truck leave unbothered for him to get his second payment.

The two twerps were surprisingly calm throughout it all. Barely so much as sneezing, still dead asleep in the holders. The calmness only put Dan even more on edge.

When the sound of squealing tires broke the calm night air, Dan had moved fast. Dislodging Danny and Ellie, tucking them away inside on empty shipping container.

It might not have been ideal, but Dan figured that was better than getting into a gunfight with the two still on him.

Even if Dan had managed not to get hit, and the truck drove off in his view seemingly safe. That's all that mattered. If this helmeted freak wanted to go after it, that's fine.

Dan did his job. He was getting paid regardless if the shipment made it to its secondary location. They only hired him for the first half. It's on those idiots if they lose it.

He was certain that Red Hood would take off after the truck once Dan stopped giving cover fire. He was just muscle for hire, there was no reason for Red Hood to stick around.

So when Dan made his way back to the shipping container. He was determined to pick up his kids and head back home for a much needed shower. Maybe take a week off work and just relax.

He was not prepared to find that annoying helmeted freak standing over a sleeping Danny. Or, even worse, holding a giggling Ellie. The girl's hands running over the smooth surface of the man's helmet.

Dan didn't even need to think about it. He reacted instinctively, gun raised and aimed directly at Red Hood's chest.

"Put the twerp down. Now."

Maybe Dan's tone comes out a little more protective and angry than he intended. Again, it's not like he really cared for the useless babies. His reaction was solely because it's his job to take care of the two.

That anger and need to protect had absolutely nothing to do with the fact that he had been moonlighting as their father. He was not feeling fatherly feelings, he was not.

Red Hood had moved just as quickly as Dan had. Even before the words left Dan, he was staring down the barrel of a gun. Unlike Hood, Dan didn't have protection against getting his brains blown away.

Dan totally did not notice the way Hood had shifted his position. Ellie was out of any direct line of a gun, shielded slightly behind Red Hood's own bulk. The still sleeping Danny now behind Hood's legs.

Dan absolutely did not notice it. He had no thoughts or feelings about seeing the vigilante instinctively protect the two babies. His babies.

The two men stood there for a moment, guns aimed and tension in the air. A brief stalemate that felt longer than it was. Dan had no intentions of lowering his weapon until those two twerps were by his side again. And it was clear Red Hood had a similar thought.

That was until Ellie decided now was the time to start wailing like a banshee. Her tiny fists knocking against Hood's helmet. And she didn't stop there. No, that would be too simple.

Ellie chooses then to suddenly float out of Hood's grasp, heading straight for Dan. Because that's what Dan needed right now. Not just Red Hood knowing about the two kids. But now also knowing that at least one of them was a possible meta.

Dan was going to kill Clockwork.

[larryshapiro]

[hcnnibal]

What would the angels do if someone dropped a baby on their doorstep 3 men and a baby style?

close the door and go about their day probably. a1 would make a call or something if you caught him on a good day.

[huariqueje]

Forest felling near Gödöllö - Theodor von Hormann , 1879..

Austrian,  1840-1895

Oil on canvas , 34.5 x 57.5 cm.

[thoughtartistry]

Good🌞Morning!

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fire station

Not your usual museum installation. #museumworker #mountmaking #arthandling #arttech #museumwork #exhibition #firestation (at Edinburgh, United Kingdom) https://www.instagram.com/p/CflVHF4IXg_/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

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by Jason Cameron