Fire Fighters: Searching for Fire on Ship Docks

Stand by all stations. Attention! All districts! A fire alarm fire! Let's go! Here's the true-to-life story of our unsung heroes who stand ready to ride by day or night against our most murderous enemy, the Demon of Fire!

In just a minute, we'll take you to the scene at the waterfront where Tim Collins, rookie fireman, and the Officer of Engine Company 209 are hastening along the dock. Their eyes are fixed on the point where smoke puffs out from the oil-soaked planking.

But before they can reach that spot, here's a message you'll want to hear. Let's go, firefighters. Let's go to the waterfront where a wooden dock as long as a city block juts out from shore.

And a cloud of smoke shows that fire somewhere below is eating through the oil-soaked timber. Just a moment ago, as you remember, Lieutenant Greenspan ordered Tim Collins. Whoopee fireman. All right, Collins, you'll serve as pipe man.

Break out that cell pipe. Yes, sir. What the hell are you with a fry bar? Coming up. I want you to rip up those planks for the seller pipe. Right away, sir. Ready with the seller pipe, lieutenant.

You know how to handle it? Attach it to the hose line in place of a regular nozzle. Drop it down through a hole in the dock and let it go. That's right. Chances are we can't get it that fire head on.

But the seller pipe will shoot water anywhere under the dock up or down right or left. They've got the hose lined out, sir. All right, then, show to that pipe and let's go. Hey, lieutenant, there's trouble here.

Ah, there'll be trouble if I don't get that hole, I order. I can't find a hot spot. I mean, hot spot, there's the smoke. Get busy with a bar, get me down on that fire.