Another Haunting Image

The lights came on as the bell hit. Quickly sliding down the brass pole, into boots and coat. The door rises and the rig rolls out. Smoke and the fire’s glow in the night sky. Dragging hose up three flights, darkening the fire. Then the smoke clears and you see. Three little ones and a mom. Gone before you left the firehouse, right? Another haunting image to carry in your mind for life.