Red Hot Firetruck Madness

Easter Sunday 2009 Luck, WI

The old fire truck...This glorious little relic sits now retired but not forgotten...It smells like dirt and overheated vinyl with just a touch of mold...this thing is perfect. I can almost imagine the firefighters climbing into it and rushing off to save the day. Its memories somehow seem embedded in every stitch and seam. I sat inside imagining that someones loved one was saved by someone sitting where I sit now and I feel connected somehow, connected with the idea of heroism in everyday situations. I appreciate everyday heroes...