Sunday, June 18, 2006

Fallen Brother - LODD

This was taken from firehouse.com

http://cms.firehouse.com/content/article/article.jsp?sectionId=39&id=49849

Bill Craddock died from doing what he loved most: fighting a fire.

Mr. Craddock, a rescue specialist with the DeKalb County Fire and Rescue Department, had a heart attack May 4 while fighting a house fire in south DeKalb County. Two strokes followed, and he died Tuesday at Emory University Hospital.

"Bill was what every fireman aspires to be --- what we call a jake, a fireman's fireman," said Christopher W. Holcombe of Buford, a firefighter who worked with him at DeKalb County Fire Station 24.

"Every time the fire department asked for volunteers, Bill was out in front. He not only was a dedicated fireman but an instructor on the local, state and national level known throughout the country for his teaching of technical rescue and firefighter survival. When they teach us to be firemen, they teach us to put fires out. But things can go bad in a fire. Bill taught the best way to save ourselves in emergencies and get other firefighters out."

As a rescue specialist, Mr. Craddock could do it all, said Mr. Holcombe. He was adept at high angle rope rescue from tall buildings, confined space rescue from places like sewer pipes, trench rescue from construction sites, scuba diving rescue, swift water rescue and extrication from vehicles. "Firefighting was Bill's passion," said his wife, Shainti Craddock of Jasper. "He called it his first love."

The funeral for William Leroy Craddock II, 37, of Jasper, is 2 p.m. Saturday at First Redeemer Church in Cumming. McDonald & Son Funeral Home is in charge of arrangements.

The Florida native served five years in the U.S. Marine Corps as a helicopter mechanic, Mr. Holcombe said. After moving to metro Atlanta in 1996, he worked as a car mechanic and began volunteering with the Hickory Flat Volunteer Fire Department in Cherokee County.

In 1997 Mr. Craddock joined the DeKalb fire department and soon was going through the arduous training to become a rescue specialist. Besides his extensive teaching, Mr. Craddock worked part-time for the Forsyth County Fire Department and was an assistant chief with the Bethany-Salem Volunteer Fire Department Station 8 in Jasper.

To help unite Georgia firefighters, Mr. Craddock joined with several other firefighters in 2001 to establish the fraternity Georgia FOOLS, a branch of FOOLS International. FOOLS stands for Fraternal Order of Leatherheads Society.

"It is an organization that promotes brotherhood and the traditions and lifestyle of firefighters," Mr. Holcombe said. A major part of the Georgia FOOLS agenda is teaching firemen across the state how to save people and get out safely, Mr. Holcombe added. The program has grown to numerous chapters, said co-founder Brian Gary of Forsyth County, a lieutenant with the Forsyth County Fire Department.

For fun, Mr. Craddock rode bulls in rodeos, went horseback riding with his wife and played hide-and-seek with his 4-year-old son Colby Craddock, who loved to come to his father's fire stations.

A fund for Mr. Craddock's widow and son has been set up by the DeKalb County Fire and Rescue Department. Donations to the William L. Craddock Fund can be made at any Bank of America branch. Other survivors include his mother, Gail Schueren, and his stepfather, Bob Schueren, both of Epworth.

 

Here's a link to some of the footage the news had.

http://www.cbs46.com/global/video/popup/pop_player.asp?ClipID1=837073&h1=Firefighter%20Remembered&vt1=v&at1=News&d1=141800&LaunchPageAdTag=Homepage&activePane=info&playerVersion=1&hostPageUrl=http%3A//www.cbs46.com/&rnd=87588074

Tuesday, June 13, 2006

Drive-time on the firetruck

As usual, many things have happened lately. I've been on another big house fire, a couple good vehicle extrications, and a few worthy medical calls.

A recent day that comes to memory is one of my new favorites.

The day started off normally, well, as normal as life in a fire station can be. As shift change (0700) arrived, we all got our unit assignments for the day and started about our duties. I went to work checking the supplies in the EMS jumpbags, changing the batteries in and testing the Zoll cardiac monitor, and checking all the stock in the truck. Moving on to check all the fire-related equipment, loading my gear onto the truck, checking my airpack and making sure we have everything we're supposed to.

Once truck-checkoffs are completed, we all help clean the station. The good thing about my station is that it's twice as old as I am, so no matter how much we scrub it, it's just not going to be that impressive.

After all the morning chores are done, if there aren't any calls to run or classes to take, we can somewhat relax. Of course, there's always calls to run, blood-pressures to check, and other things to do.

Mid-afternoon, we'd just come off a call and I'd gotten my lunch and just sat down when an air-horn was blown from in front of the station. Turns out, my truck was being shut down for a little while so one of the guys on another engine could go take his physical.

At the health department, he hopped off the truck and we were down a driver. Since I had just gotten my learner's permit for the firetruck, he volunteered me to drive. The Captain double-checked that I did have the permit, and I hopped up into the driver's seat. I didn't pay much attention before, but now I know, those firetrucks (counting the mirrors) are wider than the average driving lane!

My fun was cut short when we were called back, our guy wasn't on the list to do his physical that day. I don't mind, I'm just happy I logged my first mile or so driving the fire engine.

Monday, June 5, 2006

Justice has been done

April 15,  my regular partner and I were shifted to the ambulance for the shift. Most of the shift was uneventful.

Late that evening, we ran a call that came in somewhat suspiciously. The only info the dispatcher had, was that a female called in requesting an ambulance, there was arguing in the background, and the line disconnected. (They also relayed that the city police were clear on the call and had a unit enroute)

I can't go into many details since there is a pending trail, but I'll give the edited version.

There was a male who tried to stop us from getting to the lady that called. He came after us physically, and also set a pit bull loose from it's cage.

We went to Magistrate Court immediately after the call to file for warrants. Both warrants were signed.

On the 13th of May, local Sherriff's Deputies picked up our guy and he's currently sitting behind bars. His was denied bond on 2 of his 3 charges, which means he can't be released. Of his charges, 1 is a misdemeanor and the other 2 are felony charges (carrying at least 1 year minimum sentence each).

 

Be safe out there and watch your back!