![]() I had just left Harry, Moe, Ed, and Otis in the dayroom to check out the rigs before bed. I had quite a few fires under my belt I was beginning to feel that I was truly accepted and pretty comfortable in the fire department. There’s That Horse Manure Againįour years had passed and I’m on duty at our “new” Station One at the corner of Encinal and Park Streets. New installments are published every Friday. This is part of our ongoing series of Dave LeMoine’s memories of growing up in Alameda and becoming a firefighter. ![]()
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