
ARE THE FIRE HORSES GONE FOREVER?
Were
they just glorified pulling nags?
What made them different from other teams of their era?
FIRE HORSES WERE INDEED A SPECIAL BREED
Aroused from a sound sleep by a clanging gong, they had
to react as quickly as a race horse at the starting gate.
Without
prodding, they had to back up to a strange hulking piece
of fire apparatus while some weird spiderweb of harness
hung over them. Nor could they flinch when the heavy gear
dropped to their backs.
The
fire horse stood his ground, despite heat and roaring
flames, the shower of sparks and glass, and the steamer
smoke swirling around him. Despite the shouting of
firefighters, the hubbub of more horses galloping in, the
crashing of walls and the subzero temperatures that often
found them covered in an ice spray, fire horses remained
loyal. It was very common to find large burns on the
horses' sides caused by falling embers or radiant heat.
Still, they stood their ground.
A FIRE HORSE HAD TO BE YOUNG, IN EXCELLENT HEALTH, BIG
(15 HANDS), STRONG, AGILE, OBEDIENT, AND FEARLESS. IT HAD
TO BE THE CREAM OF THE BREEDING FARMS.
Buyers
traveled as far as the Midwest to buy the best.
There was no sex discrimination.
Teams were matched for size, and you were lucky if the
colors were the same.
The horses were trained on the job. There never was a
complete set. One horse at a time was brought in to train
alongside two veterans.
MANY HORSES KNEW WHICH ALARM WAS THEIRS. THE FIRST NUMBER
OF A BOX ALARM IDENTIFIES WHICH COMPANIES RESPOND. IF THE
NUMBER WAS THEIRS, THEY WOULD BEGIN PADDING IN THE STALL,
WAITING FOR THE CHAIN TO COME DOWN.
Drivers
had to be belted in their seats. One driver fell from his
seat, landed on a pole between the horses, and the
driverless team continued to the fire, where it pulled up
alongside another steamer.
The
team would speed up if it caught a glimpse of the blaze.
A
fallen horse in a three hitch team would be dragged to
the fire by his mates, who knew their job wasn't done
until they reached the fire.
A
thrown shoe from a galloping team broke a third floor
window.
LENGTH OF SERVICE RANGED FROM FOUR TO TEN YEARS
Spare
horses were put into service so veterans could get a
vacation, years before firefighters received their
vacations.
Veterinarians
kept the horses under close watch, and the first sign of
weakness or disease meant the end of service for the
horse.
Large
companies clambered for these strong steeds as they were
relived of fire duty. A milk company made a deal with a
prominent city to buy all the old fire horses. The horses
had no trouble pulling the heavy milk trucks, but one day
there was a fire downtown. As the horse drawn apparatus
sped to the scene, they were joined by a fleet of milk
trucks and a trail of broken bottles. The horses were
found at the scene of the blaze standing right beside the
steamers, obscured by the smoke and haze.
After this calamity, the old fire horses were sold to
farms where they spent their days far removed from the
bells and steamers.
THE
HORSES WERE REPLACED BY MOTORIZED APPARATUS
It
was very difficult for the firefighters to part with
their noble steeds and welcome a hulk of metal that
showed no emotion at all.
The question I asked at the beginning of this presentation was "are the fire horses gone?" It may have sounded redundant, however, many times I have worked multiple alarm fires in the dead of winter, usually two or three o'clock in the morning, with cold, gusty winds. As I look back from the hose line to the pumper, I'll see someone sitting on the sidestep, his woolen watch cap set squarely on his head, covered in a thin layer of ice. A closer look reveals a firefighter who has retired the month before. As I approach him, he holds out a steaming cup of coffee wrapped in a knarled and callused hand and asks, "cold enough for you, Cap?"
THE
OLD FIRE HORSES WILL ALWAYS BE WITH US!