The Last Fire Call

of the woodlands! Ranger Bill, warrior of the woodlands, struggling against extreme odds, traveling dangerous trails, showing rare courage in the face of disaster, in the air, on horseback, or in a screaming squad cover. Ranger Bill, his mind alert, a ready smile, unswerving, loyal to his mission. And all this in exchange for the satisfaction and pride of a job well

Well done. Yes, that's us Bill. Hello. Nasty one going along Razorback Ridge, Bill, and heading east. Alright Sam, we're on our way.

I'll pick you up on the car radio. You ready, pal? Yeah, one boot to go and then we can roll. This is the life of the forest ranger, and in this case all the men of the town aren't being roused out because, in the opinion of the Ranger on duty in Tower 7, this is a bad

one and must be contained in squelched as quickly as possible. So in the middle of the night the butcher, the baker, the doctor, the lawyer, and all the men of the town have to leave their warm beds and have a night's sleep to fight a roaring monster.

Now most of the men take this emergency call in fine spirit, and out they come. That is, except one man and he isn't an ordinary Joe civilian either. He's a ranger. Let's call this story the last fire call. When the clock in the morning they blow that ever screech him siren. No one may know to bed in the middle of the night. Old

timer are you ready? Of course it ain't ready. You think I'm a young whippersnapper like you are. Come on grumpy we got fire to fight. All right Alright keep your suspenders it's done. I'll get there and the name is Stumpy. I had about time.