Skull Valley is a very small ranching community about 20-25 miles from Prescott, the other side of the Prietas. I'm sure that theirs is a volunteer fire department -- but look at their fine up-to-date fire truck.
Plenty of gear & gauges to befit 21st century blazes.
Here's what they might have had back 85-90 years ago, tho I would guess a fine R.E.D. machine like this more likely belonged to a city such as Prescott or Phoenix. Both machines were on display at the pie & ice cream social this weekend. (And, Bro, note that the proper wheels remain on the truck. None of this low rider nonsense.)In the meantime, I've been tagged again! By she at The One Acre Wood. Actually, twice, but I'm doing this in two parts so I can think about my answers.
#1. Rules-Players, you must list one fact that is somehow relevant to your life for each letter of your middle name. If you don't have a middle name, use the middle name you would have liked to have. At the end of your blog post you need to choose one person for each letter of your middle name to tag. Don't forget to leave them a comment telling them they're tagged and to read your blog. Hokay, here goes:
A -- Ambitious not. Never was -- all I ever wanted in my working days was a reasonable living doing something interesting. Journalism fit that requirement to a tee until they started pushing me up the ladder, where meetings and paperwork took the place of inquisitiveness.
N -- Nosy. The old shoes, ships & sealing wax thing; I'm curious about almost anything or anybody you can name. Always have been. Mom says that as a little kid, I was always asking "Why for???"
N -- Negligent. Or perhaps just plain lazy. I never did keep a neat house or office & my windows and hard drive need cleaning, tho I'm taking care of the windows very soon by hiring outsiders. Not to say that my negligence is guilt-free; no way. Goes with the territory of being brought up female.
So: who'll I tag? How about:
* Olivia
* pb
* String Bag
Message received and understood.
ReplyDeleteNeeds thinking about
The early engine looked like maybe a model 'T'--v lovely.
ReplyDeleteI recall the HUGE American-La France fire engine that resided in the station on Herschel Ave. Noisey it was when started up. There not being too many fires to attend, the firemen could be seen knotting shrimp nets that they sold, thus topping-up their meagre salaries. I think that Pop bought his there.
Yes, Julie Ann, I'll play the tagging game. My middle name is EVA; nice and short so I won't have all that much to think about. Come and visit on my blog.
ReplyDeleteWhat might be a bit more difficult could be finding three people to tag next.
Sweet, gj, and as I already knew, a woman after my own heart!
ReplyDeleteStitch & Olivia -- I'm looking forward to your revelations!
ReplyDeleteBro -- I thought you'd like it! I have still other automotive goodies coming up soon. With the right kind of wheels -- I bet some small entrepreneur is making same (and out) and another is doing up those special tires.
Brain -- I'm sure that there are several of us around and about!
Oh, what the hell. Life is too short to worry about damn housework. There's fun waiting out there, if you after it!!
ReplyDeleteMeggie -- After all these years, my mother finally confessed that she hated housework. However, she did it until she finally gave in to the southern way of life, which is to hire a weekly maid, cheap (unlike services such as Merry Maids.) As I always said, why bypass a great outing or event in order to keep the house orderly.
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