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When I was younger, my family would often go on picnics on Saturdays. We most often went to a nearby state park. The park was only about 40 miles away, so it was the perfect distance for a day-long stay-cation. We had our favorite spots at the park, our absolute favorite site was on the […]

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I admit it.  I was a firebug.      I think it started at camp.  Mom was a counselor for a group of cadets and she’d bring her kids along on campouts.  My favorite part of those nights out at Camp Scott, in Oklahoma, was when we’d gather around the fire at night.  I loved watching […]

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A fire consists of three essential elements: fuel, an oxidizer, and heat. The chemical reaction between the fuel and oxidizer is self-sustaining (as long as there is a steady supply of both) because it gives off enough heat to maintain the temperature above a necessary threshold. Looking more closely at the reaction between the fuel […]

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According to legend, Prometheus brought fire to humans. With fire they conquered the world. With fire they left it. There are many ways to leave the Earth’s surface and fly, but until we build a space elevator or invent antigravity there is only one way for humans to reach space: fire. You strap yourself to […]

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Sunday, October 13, 1917, just after mid-day, was no ordinary Sunday. Three little children, Lucia dos Santos, Jacinta Marto, and Francisco Marto had already witnessed three apparitions from the Virgin Mary, who appeared to them four times, from July to October, 1917 and always on the 13th. These apocalyptic visions and messages were about dire future […]

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Classic fiction crackles with descriptions of fire and heat. Consuming flame offers not only dramatic potential, but also powerful symbolic value. Passions smolder, infernos destroy, and embers warm. Even novels from the outwardly prim and virtuous Victorian Age seethed with fiery symbolism. Consider these closing passages from an essay on Jane Eyre and fire:  When left unchecked and uncontrolled, the very […]

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Sunday, October 13, 1917, just after mid-day, was no ordinary Sunday. Three little children, Lucia dos Santos, Jacinta Marto, and Francisco Marto had already witnessed three apparitions from the Virgin Mary, who appeared to them four times, from July to October, 1917 and always on the 13th. These apocalyptic visions and messages were about dire future […]

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My leisurely Saturday got upended. Dealing with some stuff. Apologize for an object failure to accomplish the task. Will push out a fire-based missive at the first opportunity.  And, uh, I don’t see anywhere to put tabs. So, sorry there, too. Okay, just found tabs under the options. Categories isn’t alphabetized, so that’s weird. Sorry. […]

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I’ve Got A Fire Back Here

 

Author’s Note: I wrote this article for the U.S. Navy Safety Center’s Approach in 1994. I’ve edited it to minimize Navy jargon and acronyms.

We were well past the midpoint of our deployment to the Korean peninsula and the flying was starting to pick up as we began another joint exercise in the Western Pacific. My Radar Intercept Officer (RIO) “Snap” and I prepared for a night Air Intercept Control (AIC) hop, our second flight of the day. The main objective was to maintain night landing currency – a night recovery every seven (7) days.

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Each of us at a young age is told not to play with fire. But, whether male or female and no matter the stage of life, one turns somehow into a little boy, at least at heart, when around fire. The elemental nature of it awakens within a kind of fascination and curiosity – dare […]

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WaterFire is an art project that inspired an entire city. Most New Englanders know that for a long time, Providence, Rhode Island, has struggled off and on to establish and maintain a solid growth economy, and sometimes, as is true of many cities in New England, its wealth has sometimes receded dramatically over its lifetime. […]

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A tale of love and customization. Prior to Wildfire, I had never named a car before.  But my wife’s father named all of his vehicles, and he’s got a Mustang GT named Lightning, so I thought when I ordered my 2011 Mustang GT I ought to come up with a name.  I figured since the […]

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Recently iWe referred me to a lovely description of lighting the Sabbath candles. Off to the side of the essay, the Yahrzeit candle was mentioned. It stopped me for a moment. The Yahrzeit candle is lit by Jews when loved ones have passed away. Both of my parents have died. I’ve never lit candles for […]

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Ohio Blue Tip matches are amazing.  You can light them on anything; you don’t need the striker pad on the side of the box.  Rock, brick, concrete, asphalt, wood, metal, your brother…  anything painted, in fact anything with a surface that could produce any friction whatsoever… so even things like the roughened bottom of a […]

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The Great Fireworks Show of 1995

 

fireworksIt all started near the end of our senior year of high school — the unofficial Senior Skip Day, to be precise. My best friend and I took off for a bit of joyriding in the Mohican Valley in his overhauled pumpkin orange ’78 Chevy pickup on a beautiful and sunny Tuesday morning in late May.

Graduation was just two weeks off, we had some cash set aside, and so when not scaring old Volvo station wagons as we slid and bounced through the twists and turns of the gravel roads, we aimed for a little fireworks shop you could pass a hundred times without knowing it was there. We signed the “liar’s form,” dropped our cash, and walked out with some packs of saturn missiles, some mini mortars, a six-pack of Black Cat shells, and some fountains, then pointed the nose of the truck towards the cabin and set about trying to get airborne on some of the humps and crossroads. We may also have braced one of the mortars against the truck door and aimed it in the general direction of some cows.

So began our love affair with fireworks. We used some of the goodies at graduation parties (although we had to abort at my friend’s party because a police chopper dropped a spotlight on us before we could start — he lived in the city), and fired the rest off the night of the fourth. My parents lived out in the country, so my dad (himself a fireworks devotee) let us light ’em up after dark. The Black Cat shells were particularly impressive, giving us multi-colored star bursts and aerial crackling. We wanted more, but August had us going our separate ways to different colleges. Still, we agreed to put some money aside for a more impressive show come New Year’s. While watching the stars and screamers burst over the snowy fields, my father made us an offer: He would sponsor us to put on the show to end all shows on July 4.