When I was a kid I called them Fireplugs
As a kid I enjoyed observing the different type of fire hydrants you would find in different towns or cities. We used to drive to Memphis from Knoxville, Tennessee on 2 lane highways and would go through lots of little towns. It seemed each town would have a different style of fireplugs. If digital cameras had been invented in those days, I am sure that I would have a collection of pictures of fireplugs. Some short, some tall, some skinny and some fat, and some were just funny looking.
And I thought the name of the carrier was interesting.
We were at our church convention last week.
We had good meetings.
Our hearts were softened.
We purpose to be more like Jesus.
A fool may talk, but a wise man speaks.
Joke of the Day
Fred got home from his Sunday round of golf later than normal and very tired.
"Bad day at the course?" his wife asked. "Everything was going fine," he said. "Then Harry had a heart attack and died on the 10th tee."
"Oh, that's awful!"
"You're not kidding. For the whole back nine it was hit the ball, drag Harry, hit the ball, drag Harry."