The story of the FDNY War Years is that it was "allowed" to happen, and "allowed" is what it was. How many times I have written about Gasoline Gomez who would hit every 10 days or so Charlotte Street area. His first tease fire around 2000 in a vacant or partially vacant 1st floor rear room. Then his second tease fire 2300 same or near by building 1st floor rear room. Then 0300 he would have 3 or 4 floors going rear of same or near by building, always the rear so we couldn't use the towers. Every time and every fire the 10-41 ( arson marshal notification) signal was transmitted, nothing, never any marshal response. No calls to qtrs., no marshal visits, nothing. This went on for over a year or so. Really, how hard would it have been to have some marshals on the roof of a Charlotte Street building to wait for the guy with the gasoline can walking down the empty streets around 0300. So many bothers went out with LOD injuries, so many with short retirements. Finally the good Lord stepped in and Gomez blew himself out a window, lived, but that was the end of him. May he have suffered every day for the rest of his life. The Soundview area of the Bronx, 950+ residential and commercial buildings in 1970, only 30 or so left in 1980.My busy boxes during my years 2323, Cauldwell and 160 and 2743 Charlotte and 170, both a mile or so from Park Avenue in the Bronx. Question. Does anyone believe that the city would have allowed 3rd Ave. area and 60th and 5th Ave. and 70th off of Park Ave. in Manhattan to be burned out in 1973? Does anyone believe that they would have allowed 900 buildings to be burned down in the West Village in Manhattan in 1975? Of course not. Then why did they allow it to happen to the people living on Cauldwell Ave., Charlotte Street and in the Soundview area of the Bronx? The only ones who cared were the people who lived there, and the fire fighters and their families who paid a such huge personal price.
I've written enough about it, best to just leave it be from now on. Was, the best of times, seeing men at their best, and the worst of times, seeing men at their worst.