I once creeped out Kirk Russell in a Toronto coffee shop.
Like really, seriously, totally creeped him out. As I stood second in line, ready to order my morning coffee, I noticed a gorgeous head of hair in front of me. When that wonderfully manly mane turned around my jaw dropped. I was staring right into the deep, mysterious eyes of Kirk Russell. The real Kirk Russell! I thought we were having a moment of instant soul mate connection. But this sense of I-will-leave-Goldie-forever-for-you quickly faded away as I realized the look in his eyes was actually that of terror and panic. I was clearly blocking his path to both the creamers and any probable escape routes. He ran away from me too fast before I could get out the only words on my mind – “I’ve loved you, Kirk Russell, ever since I saw the movie Backdraft as a little girl”.
Kirk, your smile lights up the big screen.
Kirk, your laugh is the center of Hollywood. Beep… Beep…
Kirk, yes of course I… beep… beep…would marry…
Beep… Beep… Beep….
The alarm was going off and pulled me out of Kirk’s awaiting arms.
My eyes popped open. It was to be my first local firemen’s breakfast! I quickly showered and got dressed. Then I got changed as I looked at myself in the mirror and realized that a push-up bra and fire engine red lipstick was a bit too much for this Sunday morning community breakfast. I mean it’s not like Kirk would be there… but could he be though?? The thought was nagging but I stuck with the tamer outfit and set off for Brussels Fire Hall.
I was not the only firefighter enthusiast to show up, though to be honest the other diehard fans had an average age of six, were accompanied by parents and mostly drank from bright blue sippy cups.
The fire trucks were beautiful and should be as much of a source of local pride as the community members who dedicate themselves to the local fire service. The firefighter who greeted everyone at the door told me they would be serving up to 2,000 people that day. Which is pretty impressive to a woman who can’t commit to making her own cup of coffee in the morning. The tradition of serving community breakfasts has been long standing; at least over 30 years the friendly firefighter told me. And what a breakfast! Warm toast, perfectly hashed potatoes, excellent eggs and two choices of meat… they sure do know their way around a breakfast plate. A perfect meal done by the firefighters joking around with each other in the cooking pit in front of the fire station. Of course these breakfast are no joking matter. In fact they bring in a good source of funds that are needed to keep up or buy new equipment for these local heroes and their station. The pay-by-donation breakfast not only fills you up, but you know your money goes to a cause that benefits the whole community.
They may not be Hollywood stars, they may not be world-class chefs, but they are a local people dedicated to keeping us safe all year long and well-fed one morning each summer.
Disclaimer: The author’s boyfriend was horrified that a Hollywood movie was mentioned in this article. I give a whole-hearted apology to the firefighters who know that the reality of their work is not like the movies. But to everyone else, well, I don’t apologize for my lasting girlhood crush that got away one morning in a downtown Toronto coffee shop. Sigh…
Firemen’s Breakfasts Across Huron County
August 2 – Goderich Firefighters
August 8 – Zurich Firefighters
Sept. 12 & 13 – North Huron – Blyth Station
(in conjunction with the Threshers Reunion in Blyth)
Sept. 12 – Brucefield Firefighters
Sept. 20 – North Huron – Wingham Station