Granted, we weren't dealing with fires, but one of the biggest rushes I've ever had was flying the "Christmas Drop" with the 54th WRS out of Guam. Every year we would start in August collecting donations of clothing, routine household goods, toys, etc. for distribution by the drop. In late November we'd pack all of these goods in large cardboard boxes . . . something like 3 x 5 feet and 3 feet tall, then mount those boxes on pallets that had been removed from service for one reason or another, but were still serviceable. Then we would fly them out to some of the smaller islands in the tropical Pacific, and drop them for the residents who had essentially no routine availability of goods. The islanders always knew when we were coming, and turned out in droves to get the goods. We'd fly in at 100' AGL and drop along the coast . . . usually a few feet into the water. Biggest problem we had was being certain we didn't hit any of the people, because the minute the people saw where we were setting up the run for the drop, they'd charge in to be first at the box. I'm on the far right in the crew picture. It was many, many moons ago. I flew on the drops in 1969 and 1970.