Learning to fight a wild fire

“At the end of the day, if you aren’t covered in black dust and dirt, then you didn’t work hard enough. You gotta get that fire blood all over you to know you did a good job.”

We all heard this as we stood in a line. Each soldier held a different tool. Some had shovels, a few had axes, and others had rakes. Each man stood side by side while they hacked at the . . .

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