1958 F.W.D.

Probably a volly FD that is incorportated unto itself and has no administrative attachment to the municipality other than they provide the fire protection- a very common thing in many eastern and northeastern states, They, and cities too these days want every dollar they can get for old equipment, and if that means the scrapper to get as much as they can, so be it is their attitude.

You dont want to hear about him......lol just kidding....I'll vouch for him, for what thats worth,,,,,,,

Let me get this straight....Our Embassies are attacked (an outright act of war), US flags removed and burned....Embassies set on fire, and one Ambassador killed....... the protectors (USMC) are ordered not to fire on the crowds, and the so-called "Commander in Chief" apologizes to these people for the USA's Actions? I have never, ever been more ashamed of, and more dissapointed in my Commander in Chief and President than now. He is a pussy. Plain and simple. A yellow-spined PUSSY. If he gets voted in for one more term I swear to god I will seriously look into moving to another country, because the United States of America as we know it will cease to exist. NOBAMA IS A FUCKING ASSHOLE and I mean that with the most possible disrespect and comtempt a person can place into the meaning of the words.

Firefighter Joseph Spor Jr. Captain Patrick "Paddy" Brown

Eulogy for Capt. Patrick Brown 11-9-01 by FF Mike Moran On the morning of Sept. 11th, enemies of the United States attacked the World Trade Center. Their followers rejoiced, they even danced in the streets. They thought they had achieved success. But they did not. They made the mistake on the morning of Sept. 11th, when all they saw when they looked at the WTC was 2 buildings. What they failed to see was the nation that stood behind them. What they failed to understand was the terrible resolve they had awakened. And if there is justice in the afterlife, and I believe there is….. Those fanatics who crashed those planes into the WTC did NOT get to meet Allah. They did NOT get 70 virgins. Instead, they met Patrick J. Brown. And they discovered they messed with the wrong Marine. Because you don’t mess with 3 Truck. You don’t mess with Patty Brown’s guys. Not when he is working. When Patty first came to 3 Truck, he earned our undying respect when on 2 different occasions tough guys thought they could push Patty or his guys around. They found out the hard way that Patty was not only a Black Belt in Karate, but also a heck of a Boxer. He was what my father would call----"Good with his hands". We used to joke around in 3 Truck and tell the officers that they were not ‘in charge’---they were just responsible. Well, we never, even whispered that about Patty, because we all knew he was in charge. And not because he yelled. But because he spoke softly. He was humble. He led by example. He was bigger than life. Therefore, a simple request from him was like a shouted order from another. Late at night you could usually find him in the kitchen talking with the guys. He liked to shoot the breeze with the men. It is a testament to his character that with all the famous people he knew; all the mayors that pinned medals on his chest. All the big chiefs that were relieved when they saw his familiar visage enter the fire ground. That Patty liked nothing better than hanging out with the men. Because Patty never stopped being a fireman. He only cared if you showed enthusiasm, if you were willing to learn. He didn’t care how many medals you had on your chest or how many bars you had on your collar. He only cared about the content of your character. Guys that had had problems in other houses wanted to come to Ladder 3, not because the Capt. was soft---but because he was strong. He didn’t pre-judge you, he let you prove yourself to him and the great thing about him was---you didn’t want to let him down. We were becoming the Oakland Raiders of the Fire Dept. And I will tell you this---we loved having him. He was not only a great storyteller; a true raconteur; he was also a great listener. He took tremendous interest in the guys’ lives and well-being. The funny thing is---most of us never realized that in those informal chats that the Capt. was teaching us. That is what he was doing. He was teaching us the Fire Dept. Way, the 3 Truck Way, and most importantly the Patty Brown Way. He was respected and loved because he lived his life so well. I am reminded of the movie Braveheart when the men saw William Wallace for the first time. It wasn’t much different than when the Capt. First walked through the doors of 3 Truck. It was whispered, "This can’t be the man they call Patty Brown, he is not big enough. Patty Brown is 8 feet tall." Well, he wasn’t that big, but his heart was. That is the burden of being a legend. One that Patty carried with tremendous grace and humility. To hear the stories and legend of Capt. Brown was to be inspired. But to actually meet the man, to be led by him, to follow him down that long, dark, smoky hallway was to be blessed. Because Patty’s strength, courage, and experience were a tremendous comfort in tough times. When you went to Capt. with a request or a problem---his usual reply went along the lines of: "Don’t worry, we’ll see what we can do, we’ll take care of it." Anything for the men. So, I can only imagine that is how it was on those final moments of Sept. 11th. Capt. Brown leading his men. Helping those 30 to 40 severely burned people down those dark stairs. Patty giving ‘Maydays’ that saved many other firemen’s lives. But he and his men refusing to leave those people behind. I can see the guys from 3 Truck---turning one last time to Patty and being comforted by a nod of his head, a shy smile. "Don’t worry fellas, we’ll take care of it." And they were inspired. So this marks the 12th, and final, funeral for the men of Ladder 3. And it is fitting that Patty go last. The last man out. Patty never would have left any building until all his men were out. He couldn’t leave the scene or the firehouse until all his men were cared for. He would even come by on his off days to take care of things for his guys. So, on behalf of the surviving members of Ladder 3----"You can ‘take up’ now Capt. All your men have been cared for. And they have gone home. You should join them there and rest easy. Any problems that come up----don’t worry, we will take care of them. For you taught us well. "You taught us the Paddy Brown Way!"

I lost 6 good friends that day. -Firefighter Joseph Spor Jr. Ladder Co 38, detailed to Rescue Co. 3 -Captain Patrick "Paddy" Brown, Ladder Co. 3 -Firefighter Joseph Angelini, Rescue Co. 1 (who was also #1 on FDNY's firefighter seniority list) -Firefighter Patrick O'Keefe, Rescue Co. 1 -Lt. Andrew Fredericks, Squad Company 18 -Bn Chief Ray Downey, Special Operations Command I stood on that pile. I saw the sights, I heard the sounds, I smelled the sounds. It was a strange smell, of concrete dust, diesel exhaust and.....death. The only way I can explain it. You would have to have been there to experience it for yourself to understand. In the months afterwards, I went to 24 funerals/memorials, because it was the duty of any able-bodied firefighter to be there, to honor each and every member of FDNY with a full-honors line-of-duty death funeral; with as many members of the fire service in attendance- because many many FDNY brothers were either down at the pile, on duty, or simply just too burned out to be able to go. So many vollies on the east coast picked up the slack. I am pretty sure I heard my father say once he went to about 50 of the funerals. I am no longer a career FF (still an active volly) but my mind is still on the brothers and friends that were lost. And the ones that we are continuing to lose to this day, to a silent killer that no one can see. Three have fallen in the past several weeks. Three good men, who stood on that pile for weeks, who vowed not to leave until each and every member and civilian were recovered. Three men, among hundreds and thousands of others who vowed the same vow, to bring home the remains of the ones who charged up those stairs without a thought of their own safety, to ensure the 60,000+ people in those towers got home to their families that night. I spend every 9-11 quietly reflecting. I go to work and do my job. On my lunch break I quiety slip into a local church, and find a pew and ponder my thoughts and communicate with lost friends in the way that one can do from the sanctity of a church pew. On this most darkest day of American history, I am proud to call myself an American Firefighter.

Mike best wishes for your first long trip back, and better wishes for your pet scan.

Those should also be good for F Model cabovers as well, and possibly even R or U models, I think they may have used the same sheet metal for the doors so hardware should be same as well.

S.W.M.B.O. has this thing about being able to buy groceries and making the mortgage, car and utility bill payments on time; she can be really annoying like that. We dont have the ubiquetious Wayne Money Trees here in Hellertown. I called him one time for a full overhaul gasket set for the Thunder Pumpkin and nearly dropped the phone when he told me the price. Thank god I found one from the (former Maxim shop) up in Mass, he sold me one for $125 and threw in an extra head set for free.

This country is headed straight to hell in a handbasket, and would not be surprised at some kind of revolt or another civil war in my lifetime. But what truly disturbs me is that the lemmings (the people) keep electing the idiots in control, none of whom have a fucking clue what the wants, needs and desires of the common blue-collar man (the majority of the votes out there.) I am a republican (not a tea bagger) but I hate Romney and everything he stands for- protecting the rich, who I firmly believe should be paying more taxes. I also believe that any company that outsources jobs outside of the US should be heavily penalized through more taxes for doing so. Any company that buys american made products and produces american made products should be awarded for that. I hate Romney, but I'll be smashing that "VOTE" button for him until I break the goddamned thing over the alternative.

Is Tennesee a father-friendly state (as opposed to Pa. that kowtows to the women?) What does your lawyer say? Hopefully you have one, they are scumbags for the most part but when you need one they are worth their weight in gold. Check for father-advocate websites and find tips on fighting bullshit child support in TN. Of course I am not saying get out of paying for your own, but when the jobless c*nt wants more of your money to support her and him, the money tree needs to come to an end. good luck.

I have no idea, never heard of it.

Olsons is expensive, check other outlets first. John is a good source, so is Cal Little for the gaskets and Harvey Eckert for the filter.

I have no idea- do you know where? What company?? Model? Pump/Tank size? Power/tranny?

Very familiar with Maxims. Almost bought an F-Model back in 2000. Glad I didnt, got my '58 F.W.D. instead which has major league sentimental value as it was delivered new to my volly company when it was new, it was the truck my father trained to drive on (he was 17 when it was delivered) and it was the first firetruck I ever rode on when I was three; dad took me to a parade on it.

Paul, did you attend the all Ahrens-Fox gathering/muster at the Fire Museum of Maryland last year? Foxes only. About 30 of them from all over the US.

Use standard gear oil to replace it. Like any other oil, get it hot and let it drain for a while.

Dont use the internet for an appraisal. Contact the ATCA, or AACA, or the Mack Museum to get the name of a true appraiser. Apologies to the scoundrels on here for the lack of faith but that one looks too pretty for an internet/weekend appraiser.

Harvey Eckert just relayed through a friend that details will be released to the truck clubs and SPAAMFAA chapters shortly. Will be a 2-day event, Friday and Saturday Oct 27-28

Whoever gives them out doesnt have a hair on their ass to give me one!

No but as a teenager I did get caught with my first girlfriend in her bedroom in an extremely naked and uncompromising position (well, for her mother at least) by her mother when she came home from work early one day.....only time in my life I actually wished I was j------ o-- in the closet......I still have nightmares to this day about it......

Hey Carl, speaking of Harvey did you see him breaking my balls in the latest issue of The Pennsylvania Fireman??

I dont know if Hale has maintained their records as good as Waterous has over the years....Yer on your own there. Waterous had everything, and I do mean everything...then in the 80's it was converted to microfiche, and then after that to digitally stored media. I called out there one day and the guy had all my info on the computer screen as fast as I could rattle off the serial number.

Dont know why...Mack didnt make the xfer case, it's either a Waterous or Hale xfer case....BTW if it is Waterous, if you get the SN off the plate on the pump panel and call them, they will send you a serial-number specific book for that pump and xfer case with pick/build sheets, parts breakdowns and all specifications.

Several have commented on this in my Hoppenville thread, figured I would start a new thread to get more exposure....Rumor has it that there will be an antique truck show at the Mack Trucks Customer Center on 10/27 but other than that, no one seems to know very much. Doug Maney? Anyone? Anyone? Is it open to any brand of trucks ('cept for paccar products of course) what time? will food be there? (no food in walking distance...) If you do have to get food I highly recommend The Tilted Kilt out on Lehigh Street....good food and excellent scenery....get pics of TK ladies on your antique.....