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We'll clean it.

Whoa!

Weird pink nursing home.

Nice.

Ohhhh.

Holy cow!

Whoo!

Yeah, the DFD swagger.

I mean, we're above the law.

Detroit firemen think they

can do whatever they want.

Cowboys in a big rodeo.

We do things a little

differently, rigs pull up.

Oh, it's in the basement.

Guys go right in, we

advance to the heart of the fire.

Other guys are fighting

fires, you see water shooting in,

we fight fires, you'll

see water shooting out.

Whoa! You got me!

Detroit puts the

fires out from the inside out.

Plain and simple.

When we go on a

fire, we're kind of hyped up.

We're like, "Let's go!"

"Ah!" You know, you're tackling this

thing like it's some type of dragon.

And we don't really lose too often.

Hot as f***ing sh*t!

We have people that come from

across country, around the world

to just watch us fight fire.

Well, I don't know

if I should say that,

but we fight fires with balls.

That's...

It's the best

boys' club in the world!

We get paid to be here.

I like coming to

work., I look forward to it.

I think you'll hear that

from most of the guys,

ask anyone in the private sector,

and you'll probably hear differently.

This job is fun!

You get to turn the

lights on, the siren on,

you get to run through red lights.

Let's go!

We actually live together 24

hours, since there's a closeness,

the trust factor is there.

The busier you

are, the more you bond.

We're tight, it's a brotherhood,

that's just how we roll.

That's the team that we

have, the family that we have,

the trust that we have

for one another.

Most firemen

are social creatures,

we like to hang out,

we like to enjoy life.

A lot of times people

compare being a fireman

to being a member of a social club.

They might be onto something.

Brendan Milewski,

who was a trial man here,

he was probably the

youngest guy to be here,

come 20-years-old, or 18-years-old.

Nineteen, something

like that, he come on, yeah.

Fresh-faced kid.

I don't think he ever made a

bed himself when he got here.

My buddy, Doogie.

Silly picture of us back in

probably 2000 at HarleyFest.

I got on the job

when I was 20-years-old.

After 11 years, I was

content, I was happy.

It was August, I'd been off

for like seven or nine days.

I had a nice stretch of

days off, so I was excited

to go back to work, see the guys.

I got there a little

after seven o'clock.

And before I could come in and say

hello, and see what we had going

on for that day, the alert went

off and we got the run.

Once we got rolling,

and turned down Dickerson,

and saw this huge towering

column of smoke,

you knew it was just

not the way you wanted

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