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The Zen of Firehouse Zen

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web Mick CPLately, I’ve been thinking a lot about where I am in my life. When I was a lot younger, suffice it to say, I was living for the moment. Now in middle age, I can feel the effects of that relative recklessness when I don an air pack, pick up my kids, or drive long distances. Though I feel it, I am not in pain, nor am I complaining; I wouldn’t trade those moments, even the bad ones, for anything in the world. They are what made me who I am today.

Mentally, I also feel the wear of time, but it’s more like the smoothing effect a stream has on a rock formation; I feel like I am much more introspective and a lot more forgiving, although I don’t probably project that outward as much as I should.  While I have long since forgave any trespasses against me, I have even “friended” people on Facebook who I thought would never speak to me again, and some have every right not to.  So maybe time is at least being good to me in that other’s memories of me are rather short.

I decided this morning I needed some meditation time so I found a place to reflect.  So here I sit in my car at the Coligny Beach Park, using the Town’s free wifi access, because the traffic and the fountain and the ocean nearby provide a soothing background.

This laptop is my mandala.  The keyboard permits me to focus as I rapid-fire hunt-and-peck this blog, my typing skills acquired not through high school typing or anything formal, but through thirty-plus years of typing reports, writing procedures and standards, and eventually, blogging. I know I have said that I blog because I desire to share what I have learned, but  it’s really more esoteric than that.  I blog often because it helps me to think and to focus.  By putting down in writing what I should be considering, it helps drive me positively in that direction.

Blogging is my way of directing my energy somewhere positive, rather than in some of the more destructive directions I have seen others go through.  I only wish that those in so much pain or confusion could find the kind of satisfaction that I get when I put something down on here, step back and re-read it, and have that feeling, like the crack of a baseball hitting the sweet spot of the bat, and watching the result of my effort sailing toward the deep right fence.

If you haven’t figured it out yet, my writing is very much stream-of-consciousness.  When I am writing, I just start letting it rip and see where it is taking me.  The subject I began on sometimes isn’t even what I began to think about.  But one of the things I wanted to get across in this post relates to something my friend (and brother blogger and co-worker) Lt. Tom told me about meeting some fellow bloggers in Baltimore a few weeks ago.  Unfortunately, my schedule is such that I am booked way out for things and with a wife and three children, the department, a flooring company, and other projects, I can’t make it to some of these “meet-ups” that I’d really like to attend.  He was asked if I am really about what I talk about in FHZ; as in, do I walk the walk as well as talk the talk.  Tom told me he said I was, which is very flattering, but incorrect.  The better answer (not that he would know) is that I am not, but I strive to be.

Lest you think me a hypocrite, I’ll sum it up for you in short fashion and leave you with a thought.  I, nor anyone else on this mortal coil, is perfect.  I am as deeply flawed as the next and I can only hope to live up to some of what I suggest on this blog as being a best practice.  While I try to maintain equalibrium, I find that I don’t.  I find that I try to avoid generalizations and emotional statements, but I’m not always successful.  As much as I have studied about conflict management, I find myself reflexively disregarding my own advice, reacting to problems, snapping at people I care about, being short-tempered and ultimately regretting my actions.

But the road to enlightenment is paved with self-awareness and the first element in healing and moving forward to become a better person and leader is to understand our own flaws, embrace them, and to make the step.  I try very hard to do the right things and am challenged just like each of you are.  I have found ways to check my impulses and to learn from experience.

I have screwed up enough in my life to make up for a thousand lives.  I have done many things that are embarrassing and cause me to regret my actions, I have betrayed my own beliefs and I have treated others as they should not, and certainly don’t deserve to be, treated.  However, all I have ever asked of anyone is for them to point out that I have hurt them and to allow me to fix the problem, because I have never done anything to hurt anyone out of spite or maliciousness, but more often out of my misunderstanding or failing to appreciate their point of view.  I believe in karma and I believe that if we really have others’ best interests at heart, somehow, that karma is repaid to you.

I ask of others to do their best and if we fall short, let’s figure out where the friction lies and work through it.  I have little to no tolerance for people who are only about their own agenda.  If we have differences, I am willing to listen and to understand, but it’s important to know that when ultimately a decision must be made, then it needs to be made and we should all move on.  I know plenty of people who move around in their own little world, focus fixed straight ahead, mouth gaping, oblivious to those around them.  When we stop focusing on our own needs and look toward the needs of others, our needs get served in the process.

Let’s all strive to be better and to understand each other, but even more so, to understand ourselves.  When we can accept our flaws and our own baggage, we have tackled one half of the problem.  The next step is to understand the other half.  As Gandhi said, “Be the change you want to see in the world.”  If you really believe that others should be more considerate and understanding, first we must see that change in our selves.

First Due Blog Carnival over at Fire Critic

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Engine company at Surfer's Paradise, Queensland, Australia. I spent six weeks there on a work study.

Engine company at Surfer's Paradise, Queensland, Australia. I spent six weeks there on a work study.

Okay- it’s on! There is a very nice carnival going on over at The Fire Critic and in addition to the stuff I sent from here on FHZ, there are a whole bunch of excellent posts that are worth reading.  Having never participated in a blog carnival (we had “The Carnival” going on at Station 1 years ago, but methinks that was much different), I’m going to take some time to read other entries and also to check out some blogs I don’t get over to as much as I should.

You should check out some other blogs too.  Let’s go see who’s out there.  Thanks for visiting here and please keep coming back.  We appreciate your viewpoints.

Mixing EMS and The Fire Service

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Two of Hilton Head Island Fire & Rescue's ten advanced life support medic units.

Two of Hilton Head Island Fire & Rescue's ten advanced life support medic units.

When I hear anyone suggest that the merger of fire and EMS is a mistake because “firefighters lack the skills to provide paramedic care”, I am highly insulted.

When I hear the ex-chief of a metropolitan department regretting decisions to bring medical providers and fire services together, I wonder aloud how he can continue to stomach the fact that it isn’t the inmiscible nature of these professions that caused the problem but the culture that the “leaders” of these organizations permitted to continue and encourage.

I admit that I know people with what could be termed the “fire” mentality and those with the “EMS” mentality.  But these individuals seem to be the minority now, rather than the majority.  Fortunately, I work with a lot of people who have the “Fire & EMS” mentality; people who are open to the belief we can do both well, we can exceed at the skills, we can meet our customers’ needs, and we can enjoy the diversity that having two “jobs” rolled into one provides on a daily basis.

I happen to work in an organization that merged fire and EMS together in 1993.  Prior to that, the two fire departments provided first responder service to our community to supplement the response of our local rescue squad.  Ultimately, with the merger, we took all three of these agencies and combined them into an outstanding example of emergency medical service delivery.  EVERY line employee is required to be at the MINIMUM a nationally registered EMT-Basic and of those personnel, over 40 of them are National Registry Paramedics as well.  This doesn’t count each of our chief and administrative officers who were all certified EMTs as well, and also doesn’t count our Training Division officers, who are both NREMT Paramedics as well.  Our organization provides a highly-recognized service to this world-class resort community and has incorporated 12-lead ECG monitoring and interpretation along with telemetry to reinforce our STEMI recognition program, among other programs like Island-wide AED promotion and education, public CPR and First Aid programs, car seat installation, and many, many other efforts.  I honestly work with some of the most outstanding EMS personnel in the nation and I’d be honored to let them work on anyone in my family, which is good, because I live in this community as well.

I have had it with anyone who suggests that EMS should be the exclusive domain of the third-party providers, especially since, with rare exception, a good number of these “non-fire service” providers don’t seem to provide any better of a service than the fire department EMS providers.  In fact, I know that our agency is an excellent EMS provider and is right now striving to be more than just excellent, but to be “state-of-the-art”.  With leaders like Lt. Tom over at the EMS 12-Lead ECG Blog, and Pete at the Star of Life EMS legal blog, we have a very good chance of putting ourselves in the position of being innovators and setters of the gold standard.

I would never suggest that fire-based EMS is the ONLY solution, but there are a few dinosaurs out there who continue to insist that EMS can only be effectively provided by non-fire department providers.  Apparently, stuffing themselves in their too-tight BDUs and hanging out at the local donut shop has occluded some sort of cerebral perfusion.  I hope they are watching carefully as the rest of us, the people who desire to have community-based EMS delivered by competent and caring providers, regardless of agency affiliation, kick them to the curb.

Your agency can only be as good as the personnel you retain; if you continue to recruit people who can’t do the job, the community shouldn’t be surprised if the situation won’t work.  Volunteer or career, you get what you pay for, and if the community doesn’t invest in good training, good equipment, good leadership, and good methods of keeping personnel, they shouldn’t be surprised if all they get is a crappy EMS system.

Character vs. Characters

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Fire_52I hate to dump on my “B” Shift brothers, but I led a merry band of these guys for a period of time, so I have earned the right to state my piece.  Obviously, this isn’t an indictment of “B” Shift specifically, but as Bruno observed years ago, and we all continue to share today, “B” Shift seems to be an assembled band of technically competent but disciplinarily challenged individuals who are not above putting saran wrap on the station toilets or cribbing  your car at least three courses too high to leave the parking lot in the morning.

What struck me, however, as I watched the ongoing saga of the University of Oregon football players on ESPN, was that although our “B” Shifters may be characters, they (most of them, at least) have character.   And while there are enough stories going around professional football and baseball to keep us busy for months, don’t even get me started on the overpriced, overindulged, thug mentality of some of our most talented pro basketball players.

There is no reason to bring people into our team who lack character.  When we employ people who are talented, but lack control, ethics, or substance, we are sacrificing our core beliefs in order to get people who we consider will put us ahead of the game, unless of course you meet that description yourself.  At some point, however, regardless of talent, people who lack these qualities fail, and often they fail catastrophically.  They either succumb to the temptations of success, they feel entitled, or they can’t keep up on their own.

I think about the fact that in college football, there is a term for when a program gets like this.  It’s called a “lack of institutional control”.  There are entire fire departments out there who sound like they are experiencing this lack of institutional control and honestly, these people continue to give us all a black eye.  Juniors breaking into department warehouses to steal bunkers and tools, arsonists in the fire service, firefighter medics failing to transport critical patients, and tawdry affairs being aired out by the media (although I will personally vote for the picture on Fire Daily as the Best Double Entendre of the Year) all reveal to us that we have a number of people who sincerely lack character in our midst.

When we need to write a paper to ask ourselves if we have allowed our personnel expectations to injure the reputation we have fostered, we should be aware we have a problem.  Has the bar gotten so low that we’re willing to bring in anyone, so long as they can fog a mirror?  I know staffing is tight right now, but if the personnel on my team can’t be trusted to do the right thing when no one is looking, what reason should I have to trust them when the going gets tough?

If finding people who are willing to serve is that difficult, do we instead have a bigger societal issue?  At what point should the fire service begin to cut losses and say, “Hey, it’s not worth the hit we keep taking to maintain rosters with juvenile delinquents, slackers, and criminals just to keep companies on the road.”

I don’t suggest that finding people with a strong work ethic or character is easy, and frankly, it is getting harder every day.  Any more, it’s more about “me” and not about “us”.  There is a huge lack of consideration for others, especially when helping someone happens to inconvenience me for a moment (After all, I’m an important person).  But we need to be willing to be objective about individuals and determine if they are able to do our job with integrity, or or they unable/unwilling to sacrifice for the greater good.  If it is always about me, you will find out soon enough when that person is challenged with a choice between me and the team as to which way their loyalties lie.

I would venture to say that we should be digging deep and not keeping all the silt in the hopes there’s a diamond in there, but instead taking the time to test and filter out the undesirable elements, regardless of how many times we are required to let someone go because they “just don’t get it”.  We emergency service leaders must look beyond our borders and seek people who have strong character and can be trained to do the job.  We can’t afford to keep people who are just going to continue the cycle, we need to engage young people who want to be molded into leaders, and instead of running off the eager and enthusiastic ones, teach them and reward them, and mentor them.

The “Black Sheep” of B Shift that I used to work with were a little hard-bitten, a little cynical, but genuinely good guys who didn’t take crap from anyone.  They were disciplined on the fireground, but they were not the ones you could count on to be cheerleaders.  They required you to earn their respect, and when you got that from them, you knew you had made it.  If you were a leader with any credibility, you could get them to move mountains.  If you were a poseur, you would be quickly exposed.  While the guys who worked with me were sometimes hard to convince about a new policy or outlook, if they were convinced of the benefit to the team, they would follow you wherever you led them.

Our industry needs to understand that the people who are worth anything aren’t going to keep coming around when they get treated badly, they aren’t going to take “because I said so, Rookie” as an answer to “why?” and they aren’t going to choose time away from their families to be given all the scut duties while the vets sit around and watch.  I know of a few officers who think it is funny to make the probies go get their coffee for them, or to stand around and watch under protection while their personnel are working in the sun or the rain.  When good people say, “I don’t want to work for you anymore”, take that as a wake-up call that your management style sucks.

Take the time to encourage your personnel.  Treat them with respect and understand their needs.  Never exploit them, but when a challenge comes up that requires a little extra motivation, get out there with them and show them you’re not too good to do the task with them.  Don’t be their buddy, be their mentor.  If you do these things, the troops will willingly follow you anywhere.  Surround yourself with good people and if you do the right things, you and your team will enjoy success.  But most of all, be secure enough in yourself and your organization that when someone doesn’t stack up to the higher expectations of the fire service, that for the good of all of us, we encourage them to consider another profession, like professional basketball.  At least they’ll make better money.

Visitor to the Beach Killed By Crash Landing Aircraft

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I was home cooking dinner when I get a phone call asking me what’s going on.  Since I’m not a news blog, I have trouble scooping anyone, even when something newsworthy happens on the beach near my house: http://www2.wsav.com/sav/news/local/lowcountry/article/reports_plane_lands_on_hilton_head_beach/106174/

I Am A Firefighter Because…

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My first white leather.  My grandfather's, actually.

My first white leather. My grandfather's, actually.

In the spirit of the Fire Blog Carnival, here is my submission:

I am a firefighter because.

Good enough?  No?  Well, I am a firefighter because I literally grew up in a firehouse.  My grandfather was a firefighter’s firefighter.  His nickname was “Smokey”.  He was the Chief Fire Marshal in Montgomery County, PA up until his death in 1981.  My uncles and my father all became firefighters as a result of his influence; not just firefighters but leaders in their field.  My father became Chief for the first time when I was young.  I was so ingrained in the culture, there was no need to explain to my brother and I the significance of his endeavor.  We knew the Chief was ‘The Man”.

My brother and I grew up listening to Philly Fire on the scanner and standing by the radio with rapt attention when Commissioner Joe Rizzo would sign on the air for a multiple alarm fire.  We met plenty of people who were the movers and shakers in the business in the 70′s and understood their vision, since both our father and grandfather were already living it.

It was my grandfather and my father’s love for the fire service that inspired our eventual decision to become firefighters ourselves.  I really believed during my rebelliousness in high school I might “break the chain”.  It only took a chance meeting with a friend of a friend before I realized there was no place I’d rather be.

From the time I signed up I enrolled in every class I could get into.  Of course there was the ribbing by the vets about my enthusiasm, but every single weekend it seemed like I was over at the Norristown State Hospital, where the Montgomery County Fire Training Center was located, taking classes.  I met so many influential people who remembered my grandfather and knew my dad and took me under their wing, and I genuinely felt like part of the brotherhood.  I guess I was lucky to have that instant credibility, because while I was taking heat from certain people about my efforts, I was being schooled by the best in the business at the time, and they loved showing me the tricks of the trade.

The short version is that I ended up in Hilton Head Island, SC where the Chief of the department at the time was also from Philly.  When he asked me what I wanted to do with my life, my obvious answer was that I planned to return to Philly and get a job with the PFD.  He asked me why I wouldn’t stick around and help BUILD a department, one in a community with the potential for exponential growth.  The thought appealed to me so much that I took him up on the offer.

The lessons I have learned over the years and the friendships I have shared are the influence behind Firehouse Zen.  While I had the fortune of being mentored by the best, not every firefighter has exposure to that kind of culture, especially if their department isn’t supportive of sending them to classes, or encouraging them to network, or even encouraging their reading the new texts or industry mags.  The internet, however, has given me the opportunity to share what I have with anyone interested and anyone with access to a computer can hear some of what I hope to encourage as best practices in leading within a rapidly changing environment.

I may never meet some of you, but I feel like I know you all intimately.  We share a love for the tradition and honor of the fire service.  We understand what it means to fulfill hundreds of years of culture and service.  We also understand our need to embrace new challenges, to learn and evolve, to change and to become more mature and better equipped for what waits ahead of us.  We are in a brotherhood like no other.

I am a firefighter because honestly, I can’t ever imagine being anything but.  I have spent the last 28 years reporting to a place I call my second home every third day, whether or not I am sick, whether or not a hurricane was on the horizon, whether or not it was sunny outside, or Christmas, or any other thing in the world.  While I am a chief officer and an educator, and have titles and credentials and everything else, when someone asks me what it is I do for a living, I am proud to say, “I am a firefighter.”