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To: Ol Claus who wrote (33943)	12/14/1998 8:26:00 AM
From: William Brotherson	Read Replies (1) \| Respond to of 50264

Good Morning Everyone, Todays story is from my own experience's. After receiving a note from Texan {{Sonya}} about "my" stories (that I thought no one really had an interest in), I sat down over the weekend and made the decision to share just a few... In 1971, I was stationed at Fort Carson Colorado. A little background about the area is needed first. Most everyone knows that Fort Carson is located just outside of Colorado Springs, but there are some other small towns that also border it. Widefield CO, Security CO, and at the southern end of the base is a very small town of Fountain CO. I was a member of the Security Volunteer Fire Department in my off time. Now the Security Fire Department covered all three of these towns as they were in the middle and each town could not afford there own department. My company commander supported anyone who helped the community and always gave me plenty of time off, even the members of the company all knew of my involvement and helped cover for me when needed. I was with the 1/29th Mech. Armor (Tanks) as they had no slots open for a crew chief at the time I arrived. The time was 21 DEC 1971 around 9:30pm when the company clerk came over to the mess hall and told me they needed me in Fountain for a fully involved fire. He had already gotten permission for me to leave from the Company Commander and asked if he could ride along. Naturally I said yes, and off we went. When we arrived at the fire scene an old 2 story house was fully engulfed in flames, we fought it for most of the night before finally putting it out. The temperature was below freezing and Dave (the company clerk) was not prepared for the cold weather. Sometime during the fire he was invited into a neighbors home to warm up and there he met the owners of the home I was trying to save. A mother and 5 children. Her husband was serving oversea's and she was all alone (I learned all of this after the fact). Now I like to think that what happened next, would have happened, even if her husband had been a farmer or a milkman rather than a soldier. Remember it was 1971 and the military was not very popular around the country but hopefully we changed that somewhat, that night. We were not able to save anything of the home, it was just a pile of ashes sitting there smoldering. As we went about our cleaning up we heard a lot of noise coming out of the darkness, we looked up and saw the small headlights, then the tanks and trucks came rolling right down the middle of the road. Sometime during the fire Dave had gone back to the base and related what was going on. Our commander saw a need and got things organized, made the necessary calls, that also included the commanding general of Fort Carson, waking everyone and anyone who was needed, getting the materials and manpower, and here they came. Before it was time for bed the next night, we had cleared the entire area of all traces of the fire, put up a Quonset Hut, installed heating, electricity, and furnished it with old military items, beds and furniture from storage. We even had a Christmas tree and presents for everyone. I had not realized it until I got back to the base but I had been up working hard for over 48 hours by then and I never felt better!!!!! I need to make it clear that this story all unfolded without my knowledge and very little help from me in organizing and getting it pushed through channels. For that, I give all credit to the men of 1/29th Mech. Armor and the other men stationed at Fort Carson in Dec. 1971, and particularly a company clerk named Dave.................. Merry Christmas wb