Sunday, August 26  My Experience  I began volunteering at a
local rescue squad at the ripe young age of 13 and became
proficient in the art of ambulance washing very quickly. As I
washed the one ambulance in our squad I listened to the over-
inflated stories that became more gory and self gratifying the
longer they were told. I was hooked, I wanted to start IV's and
intubate and shock a dying heart. I couldn't wait to pull a
person out of a burning car or hang from a cliff while dragging
a bus load of bleeding hemophiliacs out of the grips of death.
I enrolled in the first EMT night class I could a few months
after I turned sixteen. I excelled for two nights a week. My
boring high school classes suffered dramatically but I really
didn't care about the Cartesian Coordinates or literature.  I
progressed through EMT intermediate and then paramedic shortly
after graduating high school. High school came and went, much to
fast, and I was out in the world. I worked in construction
during the day and volunteered at t