Chris & I went to the main firehouse this morning for "The Longest Breakfast Table in Waterford." For a suggested donation you get bad pancakes and sausages, but the food obviously isn't the point. The $ collected are for injured police & fire fighters and the families of those we have lost.
It happened to fall on 9/11 this year which made it very poignant. I was surprised that Chris & I were the only ones going around and shaking the police officers & fire fighters hands and thanking them for what they do.
I was fighting back tears all morning & then they had the piper in full regalia play Amazing Grace after the chaplain had a moment of silence & of course I lost it. Unfortunately we were sitting next to an ass-hat who chose this moment to degrade his wife for being "stupid" because she forgot to record a show for him yesterday, classy!
The while walking around, looking at the engines, I happened to ask Lieutenant Matthews how much the fire gear weighed & that's when this happened!
I wanted to take that little blonde boy home with me!
I couldn't believe how heavy that equipment was, my knees kept buckling! I even got to breathe through the respirator, Darth Mimi at your service.
Lieutenant Matthews was awesome & I had a crowd of about 20 or 30 people watching me by the end! I still don't know how I ended up being brave enough to do it, but I loved every minute of it.
It was a great way to remember the fallen of 9/11 and help a good cause at the same time!