The Legend of Old Red begins with Chapter 1 HERE.
Chapter 3
As time wore on, the log books filled with Old Red’s deeds. The fires, the crashes and the lives saved became legend. So, too, for Hank. He had seen his share of the fires and the death that stalked every disaster. Nowadays, he preferred to sit and remember the good old days; The scary days, the manly days of early firefighting when you concentrated on putting the wet stuff on the red stuff and the fire went out. When fierce, determined men would dash into a burning home and make dramatic saves of beautiful women…well, at least that’s the way he liked to remember it.
Most days would find Hank sitting in an old chair, leaning against the wall, right next to Old Red. Hank was getting on in years and he had begun to worry about what the future held for him and his truck. He knew it was only a matter of time before change would come to their tiny burg and his health wasn’t what it used to be. Time and hazardous atmospheres had taken their toll. On both of them.
Chapter 4 can be seen HERE.
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