“Welcome, Space Wanderer,” blatted Rumfoord’s oleomargarine tenor from the Gabriel horns on the wall. “How meet it is that you should come to us on the bright red pumper of a volunteer fire department. I can think of no more stirring symbol of man’s humanity to man than a fire engine. Tell me, Space Wanderer, do you see anything here—anything that makes you think you may have been here before?”
- from “The Sirens of Titan” by Kurt Vonnegut
On a non-sci-fi note, our local firefighters are true heroes for whom I need to give more thanks when I pass the station, and offer prayers when I hear their sirens.