Yep, Betty you sound just like a firefighter. My fought them for 20+ years
in a small town. I loved visiting my Dad where he worked. Big trucks are
always way cool. Trained to be a firefighter in the Navy. Love controlled
burns, too fun, big wrenches, water, sexy uniforms...
"Fire, Fire..." (Beth and hubby John doing the Bevis and Butthead
impression.)
-----Original Message-----
From: St. John's University Cerebral Palsy List
[mailto:[log in to unmask]]On Behalf Of Betty Alfred
Sent: Wednesday, April 26, 2000 12:52 PM
To: [log in to unmask]
Subject: Re: Betty's HOW/rules about the fire department
In a message dated 04/26/2000 10:09:41 AM Eastern Daylight Time,
[log in to unmask] writes:
<< She really does this - she really does this - Not only that -
>she kisses Astro!!!! The bird kisses back - Bird Kisses - Yuck!! Says the
>lady who blows raspberries on her kitten's tummy!! LOL
>
> Brightest Blessings>
>Trisha, Betty, and all,
I know Trisha comments are a "mother lode for puns, but I am fresh
out. "bird kisses" "Astro pecks", whatever. I am just not up to it this
morning.
Bobby >>
Are you having a boo-boo morning sweet little Bobby Boo???
I hug Trisha and Amber, and I kiss all the stuffed animals they ever gave me
(all three gazillion of them). I also kiss my little rubber snakes.
I just kissed my computer. I'm a kissing fool.
Good afternoon and love to each of you.
Betty Lou, Betty Lou's got a new pair of shoes. That was my other nickname
at
the Naval District Washington Consolidated Fire Department -- home of the
most mutated looking ladder truck anyone has ever seen. I loved her though,
and I loved to drive her. I kissed her too.
When I'd come to work in the morning for my 24 hour shift, the first thing I
did was to kiss my hand and then touch the front of my -- MY -- ladder
truck.
My little boo-boo ladder truck.
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