Happy Birthday to Eugene D., aka "EFD274".
Here is a little story about your brother Kevin, aka KFD274.
Several years ago, a few of the guys from here got together for a little chow at Donavan's (?) on Roosevelt Ave in Queens. Maybe around 2008/2009. Well, this "hick" from Ct finds a parking place right in front of the place. I thought "how great is that". What I DIDN'T read on that sign posted was the days that "No Parking is allowed" for cleaning etc.
We all had a great time and the chow was great too. BUT, when I came out, "Where's the Buff Mobile" ? It was gone. In my moment of panic, I didn't know what to do. Kevin had flagged down a passing police car and they gave us a phone number to call to find out if it was towed to the "boneyard". Sure enough it was and Kevin drove me there. I had no idea how to get there but Kevin did.
When we did get there, it was almost closing time and those gates were about to be locked up with my rig parked in there for the night. I don't remember how much they charged me to get the Buff Mobile back, but it was a lot and if I remember correctly, Brother Kevin, aka "KFD274", might have even loaned me some cash too.
The entire event was certainly a new and exciting experience for me. But I sure did appreciate what he did for me. I would have been rooming the streets or else maybe walked until I found a group of FDNY members that might have believed my story and let me spend the night at their firehouse.
Here is a little story about your brother Kevin, aka KFD274.
Several years ago, a few of the guys from here got together for a little chow at Donavan's (?) on Roosevelt Ave in Queens. Maybe around 2008/2009. Well, this "hick" from Ct finds a parking place right in front of the place. I thought "how great is that". What I DIDN'T read on that sign posted was the days that "No Parking is allowed" for cleaning etc.
We all had a great time and the chow was great too. BUT, when I came out, "Where's the Buff Mobile" ? It was gone. In my moment of panic, I didn't know what to do. Kevin had flagged down a passing police car and they gave us a phone number to call to find out if it was towed to the "boneyard". Sure enough it was and Kevin drove me there. I had no idea how to get there but Kevin did.
When we did get there, it was almost closing time and those gates were about to be locked up with my rig parked in there for the night. I don't remember how much they charged me to get the Buff Mobile back, but it was a lot and if I remember correctly, Brother Kevin, aka "KFD274", might have even loaned me some cash too.
The entire event was certainly a new and exciting experience for me. But I sure did appreciate what he did for me. I would have been rooming the streets or else maybe walked until I found a group of FDNY members that might have believed my story and let me spend the night at their firehouse.