Oh My!

God bless Google!  I was trolling their images section looking for something else when I found this!  It is the fire station a few blocks behind my grandparent's home.  This is how it looks today. This is how it looked fifty years ago!  What a sweet gift.

My father used to walk with me and the little kids to visit this fire station.  He pulled the little kids on a home made wagon of weathered grey boards.  The building had immaculate white walls and a brass fire pole.  Yes, I did slide down.  The experience was terrifying and exhilarating as most childhood challenges are.  We were also allowed to ring the bell on the hood of the engine.  It had a rope pull cord.  Probably state of the art fifty years ago.

I wish I could have taken my children there.  I know my grandson would love it.  I wish my father was around to pull Milo on that wagon.  That's a sight I would love to see.