What am I doing here?

Welcome to my first foray into blogging. I don’t know what I’m doing. Can everyone see this ok?

Kidding aside, I’m here for a couple of reasons. I have a pretty interesting job as a wildland firefighter. It is not necessarily a unique, exclusive, or overly frightening job. But I have had the pleasure to experience some pretty interesting things on this job. There have been days I wouldn’t wish this job on anyone, but other times I wouldn’t trade it. I have also been scared out of my wits, usually by my own doing. The point: I have a lot of stories to tell. Many of them are funny, some are tragic. I think many of them are worth sharing.

Another reason for this blog is my experience with philosophy and theology. I have degrees in both, but I consider myself a student still. I like to dialogue about matters religious, philosophical, political, etc. I also love books and movies that make me feel something and I want to write about them too.

I also have the pleasure to be married to a great wife (coincidentally, she has the pleasure to be married to me because, well, never mind). We have four wonderful children. Wonderful. But, well, challenging. Who doesn’t want to read about me removing the toilet from the floor to find it jammed with Lego’s?

I was planning to start this blog at the beginning of this fire season and kind of give you a day by day or week by week account of what my experiences were, etc. However, in my typical fashion I have waited till the end of fire season, so now I must regale you with tales of fires past. However, fear not, gentle reader.

We had a lot of unique experiences on the crew this year. The fire season started with the crew filling sandbags and trying to hold back floodwaters. Not exactly our forte, but hey, we do what we can. After that most of us went to Florida and Georgia to fight fires in the Okefenokee Swamp. (Note to self: Never do that again). Eventually our fire season kicked off in Montana and we had a pretty decent year overall. As a side note, I feel compelled to warn you that I ate about half a pound of mayonnaise for fifty bucks a while ago, so I may not be able to blog too much before my health fails (Note to self: See above).

Stick with me, more to come.