I went to sleep after I Commented on ch22 – just before you posted this chapter! There wasn’t anything new when I turned off the display, I checked. In fact, I almost didn’t read the chapter last night because I was going to sleep… ;–)
So Jamie is sort-of playing summer league (if a non-sports fan hasn’t screwed up the sports metaphor) fighting fires in the States, as opposed to Mutual Aid?
Here in California, CalFire starts asking Fire Departments to send specific numbers of equipment and fire fighters to a wildfire. When CalFire call, the state pays, often getting reimbursed by the Feds. When it’s local, the one calling pays, sometimes getting reimbursed by the state. We used to have a fairly well defined wildfire season, but now it only pauses while it’s raining…
Or, in the case of something more local, if a Fire Department is overwhelmed by a fire, they’ll call neighboring departments for Mutual Aid. Sometimes the help will take care of regular calls while the home team (yeah, another sports metaphor!) battles the big one. In other cases (as with urban-interface fires) they’re fighting side by side.
I remember driving home on October 17, 1989 after the Loma Prieta Earthquake. I had been at work in the East Bay about 50 miles away from the epicenter and they wouldn’t let us leave for another 90 minutes. When I was finally allowed to go home, everyone was driving much faster than normal. In the freeway pass through the East Bay Hills, there were caravans of Mutual Aid fire trucks rushing towards Oakland and the site of the Cypress Structure collapse.