When I was in school, my father had a spare chief's car assigned to him over the summers in the mid and late 1960s. He was a company officer, LT or Captain, and led a small detail for riot response - setting up operational command posts for staged companies to respond into civil disturbance sectors by team (BC/2 engines/1 truck/NYPD). But going back to the chief's car - I had this toy to sit in at night and listen to FDNY as the War Years exploded. I would sneak out and sit in the car. The key was left FD-style, under the driver's seat. I turned on the ignition and then switched the radio to either Brooklyn or Manhattan frequency. Maybe the Bronx or Queens, but usually I stayed in Brooklyn. That is where my father might also be working and I knew the companies, boxes and locations better than other areas. It was non-stop action. You could not wright a script for what happened every night. 3 or 4 jobs at the same time. Shootings. Muggings. FFs chasing thugs. Fire companies being shot at. Every once in a while I would catch my father's company, sometimes him, responding, giving progress reports. "10-20 then the 10-18 or 10-92" or "10-30s" - all night long. You usually used a "10-30" for a working fire or went to "2nd alarm" instead of a "10-75". Vacant building after vacant building - fire after fire. Same box numbers over and over and over. "Have the fire marshal respond". ADVs and burned out cars - everywhere. "10-18s" for the countless trash fires. Everyone was so matter-of-fact on the radio. "Ladder XXX, are you available for a working fire?" "Do we have any chief in Brooklyn available for a structure fire?" "Engine XXX can you leave your truck fire and respond to a reported vacant building fully involved?" "Phone alarm box XXXX reported address XXXX" "Engine XXX to Brooklyn - we are close by and available for the 2nd alarm on Livonia" "DRB Box XXXX" "Have NYPD respond - we have fight in progress" If you ever heard an aide or a company officer excited, something extraordinary was happening, real extraordinary. Dispatchers ruled the chaos. They told chiefs to stand-by and tried to pick out the most urgent messages and situations. Like a general looking at a battlefield. And this was non-stop, until about 2 or 3 in the morning - every night, every night! If you did not hear something on the air, you checked the radio to see if it was still on. And then maybe, you switched to Manhattan or the Bronx or Queens - which were just as busy. SI was on Bronx frequency and added to the chaos. Everyone was busy - everywhere - Bed Sty, Williamsburg, Jamaica, Coney Island. But the S Bronx, Bushwick, Brownsville, ENY, Harlem, Alphabet City were crazy.