Twas the night before Christmas and all thought the stations not a firefighter was stirring, not even the juniors.
The gear was arranged in lockers with precision, in preparation of fire calls we hoped would not come to fruition.
The firefighters were all snug in their beds, while visions of sirens and lights danced in their heads. And our Chief with his white helmet, and his officer’s with their orders, all had plans for protecting those near Cranberry’s borders.
When all of a sudden the pagers alarmed, all CTVFC firefighters and fire police sprang from their beds, and responded to stations. Arriving at stations with blue lights and safe haste, the firefighters jumped onto trucks without seconds to waste.
Butler dispatch advised a traffic entanglement at 19 and 228, and our time from dispatch to arrival was 5:28. When arriving on scene what to the firefighter’s wondering eyes should appear, but a miniature sleigh, and eight tiny reindeer.
A quick size up and we soon found no owner, so we investigated further with Cranberry PD right quick. Looking towards Denny’s we saw a door open, and in a moment we all knew it must be St. Nick. The reindeer stood still, a pause during their journey, but they turned when he called them by name.
Now Dasher! Now Dancer! Now Prancer and Vixen! Stay Comet! Stay Cupid! Stay Donner and Blitzen! You see, the reindeer had wandered off and were causing havoc, as they were now standing in the middle of Route 19 traffic.
Up to the intersection St. Nick did quickly bound, to the amazement of the firefighters and all those around. He was dressed all in fur, from his head to his foot, and his clothes were all tarnished with ashes and soot. He looked at the firefighters and stated, “You see boys, washing your gear is universally hated.”
He turned to the fire police and requested some help, “Please shut down this road!” he said with a yelp. “And you firefighters, I also need you, so over to Santa all firefighters flew.
Explaining the issues with his sled, he requested our help. Our firefighters quickly told Santa he had nothing to dread.
The firefighters went straight to their tasks, and in a moment our Chief turned with a jerk, “Hey Santa” he exclaimed, “We got it to work!”
Santa sprang to his sleigh, to his team gave a whistle. Route 19 was shut down, as they all flew out like the down of a thistle. As Santa took off, we heard him exclaim, “I’m delivering smoke detectors and CO meters too, thanks to all first responders and all that you do!"
Merry Christmas to all and to all a good night!